245: Chapter 245 It's your turn today

Lin Fan saw through his thoughts and said, "Rest assured, this gun can only reach its maximum potential in your hands. I am not foolish enough to make a move on you now."

"Oh... No, that is, I won't make a move on you in the future either."

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Weighing the pros and cons, Wang Laoliu made a decision.

He reached out to pull out the short blade at his waist, flicked his wrist, and threw it toward the sand on the side.

"Thud!"

The short blade plunged deep into the sand. After finishing this action, Wang Laoliu spread his hands.

"Now, can you tell me?"

Lin Fan turned around and nodded with satisfaction.

He walked forward again, this time stopping directly two meters in front of Wang Laoliu.

"The plan is very simple..." Lin Fan lowered his voice.

After finishing, Wang Laoliu's gaze inadvertently swept toward the rock crevice not far away.

His eyes were full of contempt and disgust.

Then, he turned his head back and looked at Lin Fan, "He won't do..."

"Won't do?"

Lin Fan didn't quite expect that Wang Laoliu actually had quite a bit of professional ethics.

But he didn't care about the candidate at all, "Then you pick yourself, I don't care."

"Anyway, the plan is like this, and the rest depends on whether the fire poker in your hand works or not."

Wang Laoliu did not retort, which was considered acquiescing to this arrangement.

"How will you give the bullet?"

Lin Fan pointed to the only way leading upward to the Karst Cave diagonally above.

"When I go up, I will place the bullet on that protruding rock."

"Wait until I safely return to the cave entrance before you come up to get it."

Lin Fan looked at him, "Don't play tricks. If you dare to climb up early, I will consider the cooperation canceled."

Wang Laoliu sneered.

"You sure are cautious."

"There's only one life. If I weren't cautious, there wouldn't even be bone slag left by now."

After saying this, Lin Fan turned around and left without looking back.

At the platform entrance.

Su Qingxue and Song Ya had been leaning over the edge looking down, their hearts hanging in their throats.

Until they saw Lin Fan climbing up safely, the two women's tense shoulders relaxed.

Song Ya let out a long breath, her eye sockets still red, and muttered softly, "Great... A fight didn't break out, and Lin Fan is fine."

Su Qingxue didn't speak, just watched Lin Fan's figure getting closer and closer, secretly rubbing the corner of her eye with the back of her hand.

But when Lin Fan climbed onto the platform and stood firm, she immediately put on that air again.

"Still alive?" Su Qingxue let out a cold snort.

Lin Fan walked over, "What, President Su hopes that he would slit my throat so that no one will mention the matter of the Deserted Island after returning?"

"Such scheming!"

Su Qingxue glared at him, her palms covered in sweat, and those bullets were clenched so hard by her that they grew hot.

She spread her hands, "Return it to you. Don't put it with me in the future."

Xu Zhixia nearby had not uttered a sound all along.

She stood in the corner, her gaze sweeping back and forth over Lin Fan, her expression complicated to the extreme.

She had seen everything clearly from above just now.

This scene seemed...

Below.

Wang Laoliu kept staring at the movement above.

After confirming that Lin Fan had gone back, he scurried up the slope in a few strides and clenched the bullet in his hand.

He withdrew the magazine and loaded this single remaining seedling into it.

"Click."

The magazine was pushed into the breech.

Wang Laoliu hugged the gun, his fingers stroking the stock, and looked up at the distant sea surface.

Antarctic ice wall?

Crossed the end of the world?

This kid talks nonsense, but what if?

What if they really couldn't go back?

...

The sun sank into the sea level bit by bit, and the sky quickly darkened.

The sea breeze poured in along the rock crevice, carrying a fishy and salty coolness.

Deep inside the rock crevice, the three women were still shivering.

Anan was so hungry that her stomach was cramping. She moved to Yang Ningcong's side and poked his arm with her finger.

"Young... Young Master Yang... Why hasn't the rescue ship arrived yet?"

This was already the umpteenth time she had asked this question.

"I'm so hungry, and it's so dark here. I'm afraid that snake will come back."

Yang Ningcong was sitting while hugging his knees in a daze.

In his mind, there was only that speech Lin Fan said outside.

Can't get out? Can't go back?

His money, his sports cars, his villas, his women, were all gone.

Poked like this by Anan, Yang Ningcong shuddered and irritably pushed her away.

"How the fuck would I know!"

Yang Ningcong roared, thinking that these three women might be his only wealth in the future.

His tone softened a bit, "Maybe... maybe the wind and waves at sea are big, and the rescue difficulty is high."

He swallowed, as if comforting them, and also as if deceiving himself.

"Rest assured, my dad must have sent the best helicopter to look for us. Maybe it will arrive tonight. If it doesn't arrive tonight, it will definitely arrive tomorrow."

Right at this moment, Wang Laoliu came back from outside with some food.

"Old... Laoliu, what did you find to eat? Give me some to eat, I'm starving."

Wang Laoliu didn't look at him, his gaze falling directly on the three women, and he pointed outside.

"You guys go pick up some dry firewood and bring it back."

The three women were completely dumbfounded.

It was almost dark outside, and Acheng and Linna's blood stains still remained on the beach.

Go out to pick firewood at this time?

"No... I'm not going." Anan shook her head desperately, "There are snakes outside!"

Wang Laoliu took out the knife he carried with him, "I don't want to say it a second time..."

As soon as these words came out, the rock crevice instantly quieted down.

Anan looked at Yang Ningcong for help, "Young Master Yang, help us say something..."

Yang Ningcong opened his mouth, just wanting to speak and put on the airs of an employer.

Wang Laoliu's gaze swept over directly. There was not a shred of previous respect in it, only violence.

He immediately swallowed the words that reached his mouth back down.

The three women were desperate and could only bite the bullet, supporting each other as they walked out and picked up some dry branches near the edge of nearby bushes.

The fire was lit.

The first night was thus endured tremblingly.

The second day.

The sun rose as usual, and the sea breeze remained.

Yang Ningcong rushed to the beach and stared at the empty sea surface for a full two hours.

Except for the rolling waves, there was nothing.

There was no roaring of helicopters, no steamship whistles of cruise ships, and not even the shadow of a fishing boat could be seen.

The women continued to press about the rescue, but Yang Ningcong said nothing.

Wang Laoliu's heart also sank to the bottom bit by bit.

That kid Lin Fan was right; they had truly plunged headfirst into a ghost place where nobody knew.

The third day.

Extreme hunger and water shortage began to destroy everyone's sanity.

Yang Ningcong no longer even had the strength to scold people, his whole body leaning weakly against the rock wall.

Relying on his past experience in the jungle, Wang Laoliu went out during the day to catch a few mice, and got some raw wild fruits and insects.

The fourth day.

The scorching sun was overhead.

The last shred of fantasy about rescue was completely evaporated by the sun.

The hierarchy below seemed to welcome a complete collapse.

Wang Laoliu stood up and walked over to the three women.

These three women were originally women Yang Ningcong brought along from the cruise ship, and none of them looked bad. Even though they had starved so much over the past few days that they became haggard, their foundations were still there.

Laoliu reached out directly, grabbed Anan by the hair, and dragged her up.

"Ah!" Anan let out an exclamation.

"Stop playing dead, today is your turn." Laoliu used his other hand to directly tear apart her already tattered dress.