Standing on the deck, Song Zhiyuan felt the strong wind blowing from the sea, reached out to grab the hull railing before barely standing firmly.

How could there be any sunrise in this bad weather?

Realizing that Xia Wenyan might be planning to attack her, Song Zhiyuan looked around at the surroundings and wanted to observe whether there were any islands.

After leaving the island villa, she kept observing when she was awake, but never saw it before.

Where did he take them?

"What are you afraid of? I can't eat you again." Xia Wenyan took off his coat and wanted to put it on Song Zhiyuan, but she pushed it away with her hand.

She felt disgusted with things stained with his body temperature.

Xia Wenyan's smile was a little lighter, but he was not angry, and said meaningfully, "It is a good thing for girls to have a temper."

The previous second I said something perverted and liked her, but the next second I looked like an elder in the family, and I cared about her in a gentle tone.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't understand him even more.

"Look, the sun is about to rise." Xia Wenyan pulled her thoughts back.

Where does the sun come from in this kind of weather?

Looking along his gaze, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but be stunned.

There is indeed a light yellow halo at the other end of the sea level, even if it is just a little, it is enough to illuminate the entire cold sea surface.

The morning sun actually has no heat, but Song Zhiyuan feels it is warm on her body, as if she is hope in people's hearts.

Under her gaze, the sun slowly rose, very slowly.

So slow that Song Zhiyuan thought it had been a century.

Listening to the sound coming from the headset, Xia Wenyan sighed with regret, "I still couldn't watch the sunrise completely with you."

Song Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat. Just as she turned around and asked him what he meant, her mouth and nose were suddenly covered by a handkerchief.

She immediately held her breath, but it was still late. After sucking in the gas for a few seconds, her consciousness gradually became chaotic.

While there was still a last bit of rationality, Song Zhiyuan grabbed Xia Wenyan's hand tightly and reminded, "Let the Xingxing go, she is your sister--" sister.

Before she could finish her words, Song Zhiyuan lost consciousness and fainted in Xia Wenyan's arms.

Looking at Song Zhiyuan, who was still thinking about Xia Xingluo at the last moment in his arms, a trace of jealousy suddenly appeared in Xia Wenyan's eyes.

He gritted his teeth, "Is she so important to you?"

At this moment, Xia Xingluo seemed to be no longer a sister in his eyes, but a threatening person.

But in just a moment, he calmed down and picked up Song Zhiyuan and walked towards the cabin.

In the direction of the sun rising, a yacht was sailing towards this side at the fastest speed.

If Song Zhiyuan looks at them for two more minutes, he will definitely discover their existence.

...

"Star!" Song Zhiyuan suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed. Her whole body seemed to be fished out of the sea water, and her whole body was wet.

She dreamed that Xia Xingluo was stabbed by a wretched man and pushed into the sea.

The next second, countless sharks that smelled blood swam over and opened their bloody mouths.

Obviously realizing that this was a dream, Song Zhiyuan still felt scared, so she hurriedly got out of bed and walked towards the door with her soft body.

Open the door and faced the obscene man's eyes.

"Ms. Song is awake?" he asked, without any respect.

Song Zhiyuan nodded, not planning to get involved with him, and planned to go out from his side.

When she passed by, she saw the ruthlessness flashing through the man's eyes.

Realizing that something was wrong, Song Zhiyuan ran away. As soon as he took two steps, he was strangled by the vulgar man who was catching up.

A vicious threat came from the top of my head, "Move it again, I will kill you!"

Feeling the cold thing pressing against your neck, Song Zhiyuan didn't dare to move, and obediently said, "I won't move, do whatever you want, just ask."

The vulgar man ignored her words and leaned in with the dagger in his hand.

Skin on the neck

It comes very tender, and with a slight touch, it will be a bloody mark.

Song Zhiyuan frowned in pain and said softly, "Calm down first, you can discuss anything if you have anything."

"Discussing?" The vulgar man sneered, "I'll let you bury you with me, there's no door!"

"Lao Liu!" Lao Hei's angry voice sounded not far away...

Behind him were several wet thugs, as well as Xia Xingluo who had fainted after choking.

Seeing her being held in her arms without any reaction, Song Zhiyuan instantly panicked, "Xingxing, what's wrong with you!"

Faced with her call, Xia Xingluo did not respond at all.

Song Zhiyuan's heart kept falling, and the scream of Xia Xingluo in his dream echoed in his mind, wishing he could take the dagger in the hand of the vulgar man now and stab him to death with one knife.

When Lao Hei's angry eyes were met, Lao Liu smiled disdainfully, "What are you shouting, I just drink a few sips of water and can't die."

In the past few years he has been with Xia Wenyan, he has been the dirty and tiring work under his hands. He has never used any method and has always been very accurate in his determination.

If Xia Xingluo really killed him, even if he ran back today, he would be found by the Xia family sooner or later and get skinned.

"I think you are so crazy!" Although Lao Hei knew that Lao Liu had complaints, he never expected that he would go astray.

Who doesn’t know the person who follows the boss?

Even if he may not be able to go back this time, as long as he thinks, even if they escape, they will never have any peace of mind in the future.

"Let Miss Song go away quickly. I can pretend that nothing happened, and I won't tell the boss." Brothers, Lao Hei couldn't bear it.

Lao Liu couldn't care so much, stared at him and said viciously, "Boss must have left a lifeboat, right? Prepare the lifeboat and supplies for me, otherwise I will kill this woman!"

As he said that, his dagger was closer, and the sharp blade left a blood mark on Song Zhiyuan's fair skin.

Noting the scars on her neck, Lao Hei sighed, "Lao Liu, the boss has given you a chance to choose."

"When will he give me a chance to choose?" Lao Liu retorted angrily, and his hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

Song Zhiyuan could clearly feel the pain when the blade cuts through the skin, and dared not move.

She was not sure what this person wanted to hijack her.

Seeing another conspicuous blood mark on her neck, the old black eyebrows frowned, "Three swords."

Before the brothers close to him could react to what was going on, they could only hear a "bang".

The vulgar man holding Song Zhiyuan with a ferocious face suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he fell straight and straight.

The wide eyes were full of anger, unwillingness, and a little unbelievable.

Everything happened so suddenly that Song Zhiyuan felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and a few drops of warm liquid were splashed on his face.

She slowly reached out to touch her, and put it in front of her, and was shocked by the bright red blood between her fingers.
Chapter completed!