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Consciousness gradually recovered from the long darkness. At the beginning, she could only hear the monotonous waves repeatedly beating against the reef and the beach.Then, slowly, she remembered who she was, where she was, and now...

where are you now?what happened?

slam-la-

Someone pulled Ryoma up from the rocky beach, she opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a head of blond hair dangling in front of her eyes.She was carried on her back, her head lay on the opponent's shoulder, and her bones hurt.

"Hiss—" She gasped instinctively, feeling a tingling pain on her back, probably from being scratched by something sharp, shed some blood, and tasted a faint smell of blood between her mouth and tongue.

"Awake? Hold on first." The man said, as if to save energy, he didn't say much, and walked forward.

When Ryoma's mind was completely turned around, she opened her eyes, groped and grabbed the stones and tree trunks nearby, propped herself up, and saw Atobe sitting across the campfire, his sweatshirt was also ticked off. There are a few holes, but the image is not too down and out.

As for herself, she was wearing a coat, and because she was used to wearing short-sleeved shorts, her legs were bruised and bruised, but the scars were not too deep, and they were simply wrapped up with rags.The hat has been blown to nowhere, and the top of the head is empty and a little cold.

Ryoma sat there for a while, blinking dully to make sure he wasn't dreaming.Then she came to her senses, they were really in trouble.

She couldn't remember the specific situation at that time, and acted completely on instinct in a daze.Now the sea stretches as far as the eye can see, surrounded by islands on three sides, the sky is still shrouded in dark clouds, and the gloomy fog spreads to the sky.

Not to be pessimistic, the Red Pearl either sank or capsized, otherwise they would be sucked into the sea and float to this island.

"How about everyone?" Ryoma coughed, his throat was extremely dry, and he was very dehydrated, and then... Atobe handed over a coconut.

She looked at it over and over with her bare hands, but said helplessly, "This one can't be opened."

"I think so." Atobe was not surprised, "Save it for now, and think of a way later."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin and pointed to the pile of rocks, where there were a few oranges and some unknown types of fruits on the leaves.

Out of simple common sense of survival in the wild, neither Ryoma nor Atobe touched those unknown fruits. They shared these oranges and ate them. The taste was okay, plump and juicy, but a little sour. The ones in the other ones are almost the same, most likely the same species.

"Thank you." Longma breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his throat, and after supplementing with water and sugar, he felt much more comfortable, and the previous dizziness gradually improved.

Atobe watched her finish eating before answering her previous question: "When I came to my senses, I was already on this island."

"Has everyone dispersed?"

"It should be." Atobe looked at the sea, with a complex expression on his face, and snorted, "If it wasn't for Fuji, you might have been washed away. If you are lucky, you will continue to soak in the water, and you may be almost gone." Be swallowed by a fish."

He didn't seem to be joking, his brows were frowning, and his expression was very cold.Ryoma knew that his disgusted look was just duplicity, but when he heard Fuji, he was shocked, sat up straight immediately, and turned his head to look around: "Senior Fuji, is he also on this island?"

"It has been raining just now. He has a bad cold, coughing all the time, and he has some signs of fever. We found a cave and let him rest first, and then I will come to you." Atobe shrugged, "Don't worry, Do it for a while, you won't die."

His wet trouser legs have been rolled up and stuck on his calves, and his sneakers are also covered with sand. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of trek he has experienced before.Ryoma looked behind them, thinking that Fuji was alone in this mysterious and unknown tropical forest, he couldn't help feeling a little worried: "There won't be any wild beasts, right?"

"I can only pray."

Atobe, who has always been strong and omnipotent, can only spread his hands on this uninhabited desert island, expressing his resignation to fate.

After resting for a while, Ryoma began to check his physical condition.

Fortunately, they were not hit by the seawater on the rocks, smashing their heads and guts, but they inevitably suffered some trauma. As for the sticky clothes becoming tattered, and the whole body smelled of seawater, at this time No one cares about it anymore.

She crossed her legs, some skin wounds under her trouser legs had been wrinkled by the sea water, and she was white, and some were just scraped out by sand, stones and grass, with a little blood, and quickly condensed, the left leg The ankle seems to be a bit serious, it seems to be cut into the flesh by a sharp stone, and tied up with a handkerchief by Atobu, and I can barely walk around, but the wound cannot be cleaned, and there is no disinfection condition. tetanus.

However, Ryoma is quite optimistic. Since he is fine now, we will talk about it later. Putting aside the leg injury for now, he noticed the pain on his back. He touched the back with his hand and shook off the wet clothes. .She couldn't see this place anymore, so she could only ask Atobe: "Are you okay?"

Atobe saw that she lifted the collar and hem of her clothes and tried to turn her head to look, but she only took a glance and moved away: "Maybe I was bitten by a fish a few times, it's not a big problem."

Long Ma was shocked when he heard it: Why did some fish think she was dead and come to eat her?

It was scary, but fortunately it was not a shark, and the meat was gone after that bite.With lingering fear, she put down her clothes and touched her shoulder: "It's fine, let's go to Senior Fuji first."

It is not a good thing to be alone in the wild for too long, so try to avoid risks if you can.

"Are you able to go?" Atobe patted and stained his trouser legs. After being dried by the fire, a lot of sand fell down, and he was not in a hurry to get up. "You know it yourself. I may not be able to take care of an injured person all the time."

The island looked quite large, and all they could see was one corner. The island was full of crises, and no one could predict what would happen.Ryoma didn't feel that what he said was unfeeling at all. On the contrary, he was quite clear-headed and rational, which made him feel much more reliable who had never had any experience of surviving in the wild.

"I can only hold on for a while." She patted the sand on her arm, "You can't sit still, can you?"

Atobe stood up and found a stick for her as a crutch, and picked up a long branch himself, and walked ahead to explore the way.After the two set off, they were very careful along the way.Ryoma heard him say: "My uncle came around from the coast just now... In order to avoid the rocks and pull you up, he made a detour. I don't know if you noticed it?"

Ryoma recalled that direction, looked over from the place where they were resting just now, and could vaguely see a little bit: "It seems to be other nearby islands?"

"Island group." Atobe added, "This is not an island in the southern country—it's an archipelago."

Ryoma frowned: "Is this place on the nautical chart?"

"Who knows?" The young master chuckled slightly, with a hint of bitterness, "There are still many unknown areas on the sea."

They looked at each other knowingly.

If this was Nok Doron's destination—or something close to it, it was likely a part of it that was hidden from the map.Such places are spread all over the world, just to facilitate many underground transactions, and they may also be used by some forces as their base camp, or as bases for illegal secret experiments...etc.

If so, the island they are on will indeed be very dangerous, except for the wild beasts, and this whole dangerous natural environment.There is no need to worry about their teammates at the moment—maybe everyone has been rescued, or maybe they are living on various islands like them.

She dared not imagine any more.

"If someone finds us, run away." Thinking of this, Ryoma said to Atobe seriously.

The latter immediately raised his eyebrows, showing a smile that was not a smile, and then his tone became tough: "Don't think too much, if there is really someone, do you think you can escape?"

We can't die together either.At least his legs and feet are safe and he still has a chance.

Long Ma pouted: "Then you can do whatever you want."

……

Fortunately, the worst hasn't happened yet.

The road to the cave is not very far. When Atobe and Fuji walked through it earlier, they had already recorded the route and direction. Although they took a different road at this time, they quickly found the correct route.

Atobe took a step forward, hooked the banana leaves on the rock with a branch, and signaled Ryoma to follow.The two bent down and walked in, and saw the faint flames.

The cave was very dry, and they had already cleared away the excess dead branches and vines before, so this time it went smoothly. After turning a corner, they saw a figure swaying by the fire.

Theoretically, their voices were not specially controlled, and they made a lot of noise when they got in. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty cave, and it should have been heard long ago. Given the current situation, he should respond as soon as possible .

Atobe stopped, and Ryoma also stopped behind him. The two of them knew what was going on at a glance.

There are two people inside.

Fuji sat leaning against the wall of the cave, his shadow was swayed by the burning bonfire, although his face was a little pale, he was still calm and composed.

In front of him, another standing black figure dragged on the ground for a long time, full of momentum and inviolable.

He was facing them sideways, with his long silver hair hanging behind his head, hanging down from his shoulders, and the ends of his hair were slightly damp.He glanced back casually, a cold light flashed in his silver-gray sharp eyes.

"It's you, the kid from the Echizen family."

The other two also set their sights on Ryoma.The somewhat weak Fuji's expression also stiffened slightly, and Atobe even raised one eyebrow unexpectedly, which was hard to understand.

Ryoma's expression remained unchanged, staring at the silver-haired man. Before seeing his face clearly, he had already found a sense of familiarity from his long black trench coat.Especially when he turned around, the long sword in his hand reflected white light coldly, and she felt the long-lost chill even more.

"We...have met before." Under the nervous and worried gaze of the two seniors, Ryoma spoke slowly and swallowed secretly.

These words are said from a population who has always been considered to have a poor memory, and it has already shown that the meaning is not ordinary.

Fuji is very clear that Ryoma doesn't really have a bad memory, she just doesn't care about other things.If there is anything she can remember, it must be something very special and indelible.

She paused and said, "But I don't know you."

Of course she still remembered that Gang Ji called the other party's name, but these terrible people had long been included in the blacklist of the brain, and that specific name had long been filtered out by her.

So the man looked at her, and slowly revealed a bloody smile: "Skuvalo."

Someone seemed to gasp, possibly Ryoma himself, but it could also be an illusion.The cave was very warm, and her cold hands and feet gradually found strength, and then Atobe said alertly: "We don't need to know who you are."

"That's true, if it's not necessary." Scuvaro said coldly, "Don't be too nervous, brat, for the sake of that girl, I won't do anything."

Atobe turned his head back again, and asked with his eyes: Who is that girl?

Ryoma didn't bother to answer, and just gave them a hint of "we'll talk about it later".

"It was really an accident this time." She sincerely told Skuvalo, "We were involved in passing by, and it was definitely not planned for a long time. Before that, we didn't even know that this place belonged to the Mafia...uh , the site?"

Seeing her nervous but still pretending to be calm, Scovalo smiled slightly: "You may not be, but what about those people?"

"Nok Doron?" Buer said tentatively.

Scovalo glanced at it: "Oh, you followed him."

The teenagers fell silent, feeling a little uneasy. Could it be that the two of them are hostile forces?

But Skuvalo just changed his posture and leaned back against the wall in a relaxed manner: "It's just a few Americans, it's not a big deal. But you don't know what happened on this island, do you?"

Ryoma exchanged glances with the seniors.

She cleared her throat and asked, "You mean this island? It can't be some mafia's secret paradise."

However, the other party gave a very mysterious answer, he said: "It may be, or it may not be."

Fuji thought for a while: "When we first floated to this island, it seemed to be surrounded by mist. When we came from the distant sea, we didn't find such a large island here before. Could it be that there is something... ..."

He had been in the room all the time before, and only took a hasty look when he pulled the dragon horse into the sea at the end. Although his memory was confused, he still thought he remembered it correctly.

No matter how you look at it, it has gone beyond the scope of normal science.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a whoosh, and the cold light flew out, blowing up a little sand, and falling on the campfire, making a crisp crackling sound.

Long Ma shrank his neck and blurted out: "You said you would not do anything!"

"I know." Scovalo said impatiently, "Tsk, who would have thought that a group of brats would break in? Trouble is dead."

He showed a pensive expression and paced slowly on the side.

The remaining three people were very nervous, afraid that he would change his mind and reveal some "insider information", and then wiped their necks for knowing too much.

The sword looked very sharp, and it was even more chilly, obviously made of drained blood.

Finally, Scuvaro raised his head again and tugged at his hair casually.

"Forget it, that's it. Anyway, you all saw it—this is the hidden place."

"Originally, there would naturally be responsible guards who would send away civilians who strayed in, but now, a little accident happened here." He said slowly, "So, I was sent here to dispose of some 'garbage'."

His voice dropped suddenly, full of murderous intent.

"But what's more troublesome is that that stupid girl doesn't know where to go now!"