The male with the halo in the entertainment industry

Missed.

It wasn't until there was a sound of things being dragged and collided that Wang Ziji came out from under the wing, dragging a lot of things wrapped in a coat in his hand.

"Brother is here!" It turned out that Wang Ziji had already realized that in this dense jungle area, it is impossible to contact rescuers to escape in three or two days, and the food supplies that can still be used have been placed near the restaurant and storage warehouse. Wait for the resources to be found.

"Can you help push this tree trunk?" Jin Yaoze asked.

"Let me see." Patting the dust on his hands, seeing blood pus on his arm and still thinking about saving Jin Yaoze, Wang Ziji pretended to come forward calmly.

"Oh, you said this tree trunk is stuck on his leg, right?" Wang Ziji pushed Jin Yaoze lightly: "Go down and use this stick to support the thickest part, and I will move it on it and try to see if it works. Push it down."

Jin Yaoze nodded, and the two finally pushed the tree trunk down with their joint efforts.

"All right!"

After working hard, Jin Yaoze finally rescued him.

It was a tall man of mixed race. His suit was so messed up that it was already just a rag hanging on his body.

"Brother, you are so lucky." Wang Ziji reached out and patted his shoulder, thinking that this man did not show any joy of being rescued.

"Please save my partner!" The man stretched out his hand and grabbed Jin Yaoze's shoulder fiercely: "They are still inside, and it may be dangerous if they don't come out."

Before Jin Yaoze could speak, Wang Ziji preempted him.

"Come on, save yourself!" Wang Ziji put his hips on his hips: "It's good that you can survive by yourself, and you are so lenient? Save yourself and help to collect supplies!"

"Let me see..." Jin Yaoze next to him was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"Shut up!" Wang Ziji glared at him fiercely. He had just estimated that even if the things dug out of the entire ruins were just enough for three people to last long, he made sure that it was important for Jin Yaoze and himself to survive. I can't manage so many people anymore.

At critical moments, he will only take care of the interests of himself and the important people, and will never abuse any sympathy, as he has always done.

"I beg you."

Until Wang Ziji pulled Jin Yaoze and was about to leave, the man knelt down and grabbed Jin Yaoze's trouser legs. He saw that this kind-hearted young man had hope to soften his heart, and pinned all his hopes on him: "God , kindhearted people, my wife is already pregnant, and she is still suffering from a high fever, and she is trapped in incomparable pain."

Wang Ziji felt the people around him stop, and looked back at Jin Yaoze's entangled and hesitant eyes, his eyes rolled and a sneer flashed across his face: "Okay, then let's try, and if we can't save it, then I'm gone too."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ziji turned around and lowered his head to look at the place where the man climbed out. The inside collapsed into a closed hole where only one head could be poked out. There were some heavy metal plates beside it, many of which had been destroyed. Burnt, and there is still a high temperature that has not dissipated.

"In this situation, we can only find some explosives." After exploring for a while, Wang Ziji came to a conclusion.

"Where are you going?" Jin Yaoze saw Wang Ziji rummaging through the ruins.

"Look for the source of the explosion, there should be something that can be used."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" The mixed-race man's voice sounded from behind.

After a while, Wang Ziji found some gunpowder-like powder, which is a chemical substance that can be detonated, but it is not a constituent of gunpowder, so it was not detected when boarding the plane.

Jin Yaoze just wanted to come over to take a look, but before he squatted down, Wang Ziji stood up and held his hand firmly: "Listen baby, wait a minute, no matter what I do, you will watch it, I am doing it for your own good. "

Unlike Wang Ziji in the past, his eyes were gloomy, and he was a bit like the Grim Reaper in his dream.

Not knowing if he was controlled by this evil spirit, Jin Yaoze nodded with confused eyes.

Then he witnessed with his own eyes that Wang Ziji stuffed the explosives in, found two branches, one thick and one thin, and drilled wood to make fire under the scorching sun.

107. Deep in the Forest

There was a violent "bang" sound at random, and the two people raised their heads at the same time, followed by a series of crackling and crashing sounds.

"Buckwheat!!"

The mixed-race man broke down and yelled these two words, he rushed over at once, then he took out his pistol and pulled the trigger at Wang Ziji.

"Great for you!"

Wang Ziji sneered, his reaction speed was not at his level at all, after dodging easily, he put his foot in front of Jin Yaoze, picked up a handful of fodder from the ground, lit it up and threw it towards the man.

With a sound of "hang up", the mixed-race man instantly turned into a ball of burning fire. It turned out that Wang Ziji had already secretly doused him with flammable chemical powder all over his body before this.

"You, you devil! You bloody lunatic!" The man was at a loss for a moment, and frantically slapped himself with a wooden stick in a panic, wanting to make a big fire, but he didn't expect the dry and hot temperature to kill him. It ignited.

"Help! Help!" The man was choked by the thick smoke, and the more he panicked, the pistol in his hand was aiming at the surrounding air.

"He's dead."

Pulling the dumbfounded Jin Yaoze who was already watching, Wang Ziji reached out and touched his face: "Hey, buddy, you haven't reacted yet, have you?"

If his reasoning is correct, this mixed-race man should be the culprit of the plane crash. Wang Ziji had already discovered it when he probed inside just now. Several people in the collapsed space had their own anti-shock equipment. It should be this mixed-race male friend who was already prepared to escape after the plane crash.

The reason why he and Jin Yaoze have not been attacked for a long time is probably because they still have to use them to rescue their accomplices?

"Actually, I've already seen it." Jin Yaoze showed a knowing expression: "I'm still thinking about why you haven't exposed it all the time, so you want to wipe them all out..."

As he was speaking, he looked up at a piece of smoke billowing and completely silent ruins. In such a short time just now, his buddy ended the lives of five or six people in one breath, without blinking or trembling coldness. flashed in his eyes.

It would be an exaggeration to say that he is Satan... What happened just now really made him feel terrified.

"What? Are you afraid of me?" Noticing Jin Yaoze's gaze, Wang Ziji casually threw the pistol he had just seized from the mixed-race man on the ground, and walked over with his neck twisted.

He is Du Nansheng, the demon king who once made people tremble when he became ruthless. Du Nansheng, who is fearless no matter what provocation, will only show affectionate and fragile eyes to him alone.

Even so, the strong breath of death still made Jin Yaoze feel cold.

"Not afraid." Jin Yaoze shook his head, and he reached out to remove the weed leaves from Wang Ziji's head: "You did a beautiful job, and you are as bad as in my dream, with great energy."

Wang Ziji laughed loudly: "I said Yaoyao, your mouth is really hard." He walked around Jin Yaoze with a wicked smile, staring straight at Jin Yaoze.

There was such an illusion for a moment, Jin Yaoze felt that Wang Ziji wanted to get rid of himself next, but he just didn't move.

After turning Wang Ziji's eyes turned cold, he turned and left. After a while, he came over with a big red medicine bottle.

Biting off the gauze with one hand, Wang Ziji unscrewed the medicine bottle and grabbed Jin Yaoze's arm.

"Be patient." Wang Ziji poured the potion on the bruise on his arm: "I'm sorry, the conditions here are harsh, and the young master can only make do with it."

It was also Wang Ziji who came to give him a bazaar, and Jin Yaoze realized that the place where he was scratched at the beginning was burning with pain, and many blood clots had coagulated, and a light yellow liquid flowed out.

Inflamed, Wang Ziji speculated that they should have arrived at an extremely remote tropical island in Indonesia from the perspective seen when the plane made an emergency landing. Treat it early, it can easily become infected.

At the moment of the explosion, Wang Ziji felt that the person he desperately wanted to protect was the one who had never left his heart.

"Now you know it hurts, don't you? I want you to save your life, and you still have the time to worry about saving other people's lives.!" Carefully cleaning up the inflamed area with a sponge, Wang Ziji kept blaming him:

"I don't deal with my own wounds! Are you going to piss me off?"

"I'm sorry." Getting Jin Yaoze to say these three words is probably more difficult than reaching the sky. The occasional apology in his life is always to Wang Ziji.

After taking care of the wound, Wang Ziji was still worried. None of the medicines on the plane cabin could find the expiration date, as if someone deliberately did it.

"Zi Ji, how are you?" Jin Yaoze came over and said, "Are you injured anywhere?"

When Wang Ziji heard this, he burst into laughter again: "How much does it matter if I get hurt? For a devil like me who crawled out of hell, does it matter if I get a little injury?"

Well, that's right, just now his eyes were red, like an invincible God Devourer, Wang Ziji felt his whole body drifting away, and the aura of Zhong Er gradually filled his whole body.

Jin Yaoze frowned. He squatted down and began to count the items left on the plane. There were two daggers in the checked luggage compartment. He took one himself and threw one away.