The sea breeze is fishy and salty, and it seems to have a smell of storm.

Song Yiran and McLaun stood side by side at the port, quietly looking at the blue sea and blue sky in the distance. Since McLaun stated that in front of Rongchen that day that he and his assistant Su Wen were in love, Song Yiran had to cooperate with him.

Now, they are dating now.

In this island with no entertainment activities and only endless experiments, it is naturally impossible to have any romantic dates. So they are watching the sunset side by side in the port and will not arouse people at all.

Less than a thousand meters behind the two, the bodyguard with live ammunition was responsible for the alert.

Fortunately, the distance was far enough, McLaugh and Song were pretending to be whispering again, and no one could hear the conversation between them clearly.

"We are trapped in such an island full of enemies. What should we do to achieve our goal?"

After careful calculation, this is the 29th day since she went to the island. Is it okay to have a month in another day? But what she did is to eat, sleep and daze in addition to experiments again and again. Is this really good? After so long, her Song Xiaobao is fine?

McLaun turned his head and looked at Song Yiran's irritability because of worry, and his heart moved slightly.

"Do you think that the recent experimental progress has accelerated?"

McLaun's words successfully aroused Song Yiran's idea. Although she was not aware of these so-called experiments, she only understood the basics. So she did not notice anything. Instead, McLaun, the leader in this field, had an absolutely reliable observation.

“What about?”

"Although each professor is still responsible for different parts, there has been a slight tension of an arrow on the string recently. Perhaps everyone's experiments have been going well, but we need to find the person responsible for the last duct card to understand the specific situation."

"You mean, the mysterious man in charge of the final experiment?"

"yes."

McLaun answered bluntly, and Song Yiran frowned slightly, but in his heart he greeted Rongchen from the inside out, from the eighteen generations of ancestors to descendants.

In order not to let researchers reveal their experiments, this insidious and cunning old fox actually came up with such a way to divide the labor and cooperate, but keep it confidential with his peers. More importantly, the person in charge of the most important experiments did not come with them, but Rong Chen had found it in the morning.

McLaun and the others only knew the existence of that person, but at the same time, they could not hear any of the wind.

"Although I don't know what the last step is, at least we can know that the preliminary preparations for this experiment are coming to an end. The next step is to put the experimental subject into the experiment?"

Song Yiran's hands were involuntarily clamped tightly, and his tone suddenly became stiff, as if it had been frozen.

The big black eyes were filled with fear and anxiety, and then they spread little by little.

McLaun knew what Song was worried about, but even so what, he could not do anything. Even if he comforted, he was only pale and powerless at this moment. The only thing that could be stopped was to seize the time to defeat Rongchen and let the experiment end in vain.

"Damn it! Why is this isolated island!"

Song Yiran gritted his teeth with hatred. If it weren't for the fact that it was too easy to defend but difficult to attack, how could she be the only one who sneaked in? Li Shaoyan would have been fighting with great fanfare!

"Don't worry, it's already this point. Even if you're anxious, it's useless. Too impatient will only reveal your own strength and let Rongchen see the flaws."

McLaun approached Song Yiran and comforted her softly.

At this moment, the entire island is enemies, and only they are allies with common goals. For this reason, the atmosphere between the two people who were still tense the day before was unspeakable. To outsiders, they are really as harmonious as a couple.

At least the bodyguards standing aside thought so. Adhering to the principle of not being polite, their eyes did not stare at the two of them.

But the other person was not like this.

With a bit of careless and sarcastic eyes, they seemed to fall on the two people who were gathering together not far away, and their eyes, which were not aggressive but also unignorable, swept over the expressions on their faces inch by inch. It was like holding a magnifying glass and searching in front of them over and over again.

Even an ordinary person can tell the story when he is stared at this. What's more, Song Yiran and McLaun feel extremely keen.

"We're targeted."

Such unscrupulous look made Song Yiran suddenly think of the injured man she saw some time ago. At that time, his eyes swept over as if nothing had happened, and the implicit momentum inside was exactly the same as now.

No, it is more precisely the same person.

How could that man be here? Because he couldn't contact Li Shaoyan, she didn't know who he was, and what was going on between him and Rongchen, whether he was an enemy or a friend.

At this moment, the other party suddenly appeared and observed himself with an inquiry perspective.

Song Yiran secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, feeling increasingly unhappy that it was impossible to contact Li Shaoyan.

"Do you know him?"

"Well, I've seen him accidentally once before. But I don't know who he is."

"Is that true? You'll know if you look back."

McLaun finished speaking with disapproval, then turned around and looked over. Song Yiran rolled his eyes quickly and turned around.

With eyes facing each other, Song Yiran saw a flash of profound meaning in the man's eyes.

Who is this guy and what is he going to do?

For some reason, Song Yiran's body felt a conditioned reflex for Muzhe's gaze. This vigilant mentality made her unable to touch her head but dare not nurse. As a killer, she believed in her sixth consciousness.

He warned himself in his heart that he must not get too close to Muzhe.

"Sorry, I've disturbed you both."

It was Muzhe who broke the silence. His tone was like his people, with unruly and unruly. It was a kind of momentum that emanated from his bones, as if he should be like this, so it would not make people feel arrogant.

That's why it's even more because of the alertness.

Song Yiran silently warned himself in his heart, but he did not show any expression on the surface.

"It's okay, this is a public place anyway."

McLaun shrugged indifferently, and his gentle smile fell on Muzhe. He felt similar to Song Yiran, and at the same time, he felt that this person would become his ally.

Perhaps because of this, McLaun was not as alert to Muzhe as Song Yiran.

Muzhe's eyes skipped past McLaun, and his more interest was on Song Yiran. Although Song Yiran switched to the "Su Wen" mode from the beginning, he was shy, introverted and cautious, and slightly lowered his head, but Muzhe's eyes became deeper and deeper.

With a little forced gaze, it seemed to be warning Song Yiran to look up at him. This feeling made Song Yiran very unhappy.

I always feel that she seems to be underestimated by the person in front of me. Or rather, he is like teasing a little animal.

Damn it!

Song Yiran gritted his teeth with hatred. Although he was unwilling to give up, he had to raise his head and just Muzhe. At that moment, she swore to see a flash of smiles in Muzhe's eyes.

What's going on with this person?

Song Yiran thought in her heart with annoyance, if it weren't for the wrong environment and the situation would not allow it, she really wanted to step forward and tear the face of the person in front of her hard.

Not happy, very unhappy.

Song Yiran was already like a furious cat at this moment, but she could only endure it because she could not reveal her identity. But she didn't know that Muzhe was thinking about Song Xiaobao in his heart, and he didn't know why he thought of Song Xiaobao after seeing this completely strange woman.

It was inexplicable that she just felt that if Song Xiaobao encountered something that was obviously furious but had to endure a frustrated person, her expression would be as bright as hers and her heart would be secretly happy.

Muzhe was stunned. He felt that he was treating Song Xiaobao as his son.

Shaking his head and driving away this idea. What he is more interested in now is Song Yiran. She obviously has nothing to do with Song Xiaobao but can remind him of him. Is it a coincidence?

No, Muzhe knew that this must be no coincidence.

Killers like him feel naturally keen. And in the past thirty years, he has relied on his keen intuition to avoid many crises. This time, he believes that his intuition will not go wrong.

Judging from the observation just now, these two people are not a couple like the bodyguard said.

At least, although they tried their best to keep things natural when they had intimate movements, they still showed a little stiffness. However, others might not notice this stiffness, but Muzhe could see it clearly and clearly.

Interesting, so interesting.

It turns out that there are people on this island who have ulterior motives like me. Tsk tsk, if Rongchen knew, he would have shown any interesting expressions.

McLaun stood aside silently, observing the interaction between Muzhe and Song Yiran carefully.

Of course, he was sure that Song Yiran did not know Muzhe, which could be seen from Song Yiran's reaction after seeing Muzhe. However, he knew him.

Rongchen's most capable assistant, why did the ace instructor who helped him train batch after batch of killer trains here? And looking at his condition in a wheelchair, it seems that he was seriously injured. Who can hurt such a person?

Almost instantly, a name flashed in McLaun's eyes.

Really, is that true?

The three of them looked at each other with their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was indescribable, but it would not make the bodyguards around them notice that it was inappropriate.

"I won't bother you anymore. After a long time, some people will think that I will make something wrong again. Tsk tsk, I've been hurt like this, how can I disturb him?"

Muzhe looked like he was talking to himself, shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, then pushed the wheelchair and turned away. The bodyguard who followed him quickly followed and soon disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Song Yiran squinted his eyes and looked at Muzhe's back, but in his heart he was thinking about the last sentence he said.

Muzhe's words revealed clues inside and outside. His injuries, combined with the situation on the island, and his words before leaving, were almost naked to send a message to Song Yiran.

That is, he has the same position as them, at least for the moment.

Because of the injuries he suffered, what he had to do was that the person should beware of.

"Do you know him?"

Song still looked at McLaun, using affirmative rather than questioning.
Chapter completed!