Chapter 398 Landing on the Island
From the perspective of the current popular aesthetics in China, Liu Donghao and Jin Zaiwan have already succeeded to some extent.
Diet pills, medical liposuction, and bone cutting are popular...
In clothing stores, the same size of clothes are getting smaller and smaller;
On the Internet, there are attacks on obese people, and many netizens are anxious about their appearance...
People focus their attention on how to make themselves thinner and paler.
Cheng Ling was secretly shocked.
In time, maybe Jin Zaiwan can really get his letter of surrender.
The price is that countless Chinese people have destroyed their own healthy bodies.
——Cheng Ling has a deep sense of powerlessness.
The other party is a high-tech organization that controls most of the world's resources.
And I am just a small person with decent skills and a good brain.
How can I shake such a big tree?
If Brother Lan is here, it will be great. She can discuss and join forces with him. One small person, two small people...more small people can unite to fight against a big tree...
Wait!
Cheng Ling grabbed the phone fiercely.
Text messages, WeChat, phone calls, emails... checked quickly.
No.
She hadn't received any message from Jiang Qilan for twelve hours!
Cheng Ling grabbed the landline in the room and quickly dialed the familiar phone number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off."
Cheng Ling put down the phone with a serious expression.
Brother Lan, I hope you are safe...
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The emerald Caribbean Sea was filled with fog.
The kind of white, rustling, and patchy fog.
The open-top speedboat quickly passed through the white fog, and it felt like shuttling through the clouds.
After a while, the hair, eyelashes, and eyebrows were all wet with fog.
Not to mention the clothes.
The boat was driven by a waiter from Golden Island.
He wore a snow-white uniform, white gloves, a gentle black bow tie, a well-ironed golden tuxedo, black dress pants, and shiny shoes.
The speedboat was going very fast, and people couldn't help but worry about hitting reefs or other ships.
Jiang Qilan sat in the back seat, his long legs curled up in grievance, and he took out his mobile phone.
The mobile phone signal was blank.
Jiang Qilan locked the screen of his mobile phone silently.
Then, he unzipped his shirt and put the mobile phone in the pocket next to his chest.
This mobile phone was a special mobile phone he carried when he was on a mission. Even if it was stolen, there was no way to get any information from his mobile phone.
Nolan sat next to Jiang Qilan.
"Mr. L, we will be on the island in about ten minutes." Nolan said.
Jiang Qilan looked at the confusing fog.
Except for the fog, nothing could be seen.
He could hear the sound of the engine of a speedboat nearby. In addition to them, there were at least three more.
I really don't know how the boat attendant ensured that they could move forward quickly in such a fog without hitting each other.
"How did you judge?" Jiang Qilan asked.
There was fog all around, and fog.
In such a thick fog, people have no way to tell where they are.
Nolan pointed to his nose: "My nose is quite sensitive. I smell the smell of barbecue and beer."
Jiang Qilan frowned and sniffed the air hard.
He could only smell the strong fragrance of the boat attendant.
Really?
Before Jiang Qilan could question it, the wind brought the faint sound of music.
It seems that they are really coming soon.
Jiang Qilan looked at the vast white fog in front of him.
Almost in the blink of an eye, an island suddenly appeared in front of them.
The fog on the island was not that heavy.
The boat approached the shore, and Jiang Qilan saw a group of dancers on the snow-white beach, dancing to the beat of drums.
They wore grass skirts woven with leaves, flowers and long grass leaves on their lower body, and they were naked on their upper body. There was a garland hanging around their necks, which could hardly cover anything.
Behind them, there is a row of BBQ grills. Chefs in white chef uniforms are cooking food, juicy Tomahawk steaks, pork ribs wrapped in thick honey, fragrant.
Next to the grills, there is a long table, on which are placed freshly cooked meat, a variety of processed dishes, exquisite desserts, green salad plates, various shells, grilled lemon prawns, etc.
Another table is filled with iced drinks, oak barrels of fine red wine, and big-bellied barrels of German dark beer with white foam.
Guests in groups of three or two are holding beer glasses and chatting in low voices.
Looking further in, you can vaguely see a palm forest.
There are hammocks, parasols, and lounge chairs, and charming bikini girls are lying on the lounge chairs.
This is simply an island with a strong sense of leisure and vacation.
Of course, you have to ignore the mercenaries wearing camouflage uniforms, full of muscles, holding heavy machine guns, and constantly wandering.
