I studied beheading in a mental institution

On the vast sea, a luxury yacht drew a long snow-white mark on the sea surface, humming and heading into the distance.

Baili Pangpang sat at the dining table on the top floor of the yacht, wearing sunglasses, holding a bottle of champagne in his hand, feeling the sea breeze blowing in front of him, his face was full of satisfaction.

Cao Yuan forked a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, glanced at Baili's chubby hairstyle that was unruly in the wind,

"Fatty, your hairline has moved back again."

"Cough cough cough..."

The champagne in Baili Pangpang's hand flickered and almost spilled. He glared at Cao Yuan, "What do you know, this is a symbol of a man's maturity!"

He leaned back on the chair slowly, looking at the sparkling sea in the distance, "Besides, what's wrong with the receding hairline? After all, what woman can refuse a rich man who drives a yacht with one hand?"

Cao Yuan frowned,

"What about Molly?"

Baili Pangpang shook his right hand of champagne and stopped suddenly.

"I remember that you used to have a pretty good relationship." Cao Yuan thought about it carefully, "When you were in Guangshen, you almost..."

The bus driving in the rain and the figure in the goose-yellow dress reappeared in Baili Pangpang's mind again, complex expressions appeared in his eyes,

He was silent for a moment,

"What happened in the past... don't mention it."

Baili Pangpang seemed unwilling to continue this topic, and sat up directly, "By the way, where is Qiye?"

"He's at the KTV downstairs." An Qingyu said at the right time.

"KTV?" Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan looked at each other, "Why does he go there? Doesn't he like singing?"

"...I don't know, he locked the door, and we can't get in."

An Qingyu sighed.

Cao Yuan looked down at the chart in his hand, "Speaking of which, why is this island so far away? It's not on the border of Daxia, and it's far away from the mainland...it feels very remote."

"Normally, if we are too close to the land, our Shenxu may make a big noise and be discovered by them." An Qingyu turned his head and glanced at the end of the horizon, where the outline of an island loomed, "Go and call Qiye out Well...we're getting there."

As the luxury yacht gradually docked, everyone finally saw the outline of the island clearly.

Although it is just an island, its area is far larger than Lin Qiye and others thought. It is at least the size of two prefecture-level cities. Most of the coastal areas are sandy beaches and small hills. If you look deeper, you can see the outlines of tall peaks. .

Lin Qiye and the others walked off the yacht, stood on the golden beach, and looked around.

"This place doesn't look like a training base..."

"Commander Zuo only told us to come to this island, but didn't say where it is. I'm afraid we have to find it ourselves."

Lin Qiye closed his eyes, and his mental power quickly spread out. With his current mental strength, covering the entire island is not a problem.

After a while, Lin Qiye opened his eyes with a strange expression.

"How, did you find it?" Baili Pangpang asked doubtfully.

"...I'm not sure either." Lin Qiye sighed, "Let's go and have a look first."

Under the leadership of Lin Qiye, everyone walked across the beach and went straight to the depths of the island.

The vegetation on the island is very lush, and there are almost no traces of human activities. Everyone walked along the rugged path for a long time, and finally came to an open wasteland.

"there."

Lin Qiye pointed to a certain corner.

Everyone's eyes followed, and a gravel downhill road built many years ago appeared among the overgrown weeds. At the bottom of the slope, an iron gate full of rust and dust stood tall. .

"What kind of place is this? An air-raid shelter?" Baili Pangpang walked to the iron gate and looked around carefully, "No... This air-raid shelter has not been opened for decades, how could it be our training place?"

"But on this island, apart from here, there are no other man-made buildings." Lin Qiye helplessly spread his hands.

An Qingyu walked to the iron gate, pinched a piece of rust with her fingers, and a deep grayness appeared in her eyes.

"Judging from the degree of rust, it should indeed be a product of the 20s, the workmanship is very rough, and it has not been opened for a long time.

In theory, no one can live behind this door unless..."

An Qingyu looked back at Jiang Er, "Unless it's a ghost."

"Anyway, let's go and have a look first."

Lin Qiye put both hands on the rusty iron door and pushed hard!

Squeak-!

As the iron door slowly opened, a dark dark passage appeared in front of everyone.

"Did you smell anything strange?" Baili Pangpang sniffed the air and asked suspiciously.

"... musty smell?"

"No, it's a... fragrance?" Baili Pangpang said uncertainly, "It feels like some kind of perfume."

"If you think too much, why does it smell of perfume?"

"Qiye, did you hear anything?"

"What are you talking about?! Louder! My ears are not good yet!"

"... Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Everyone walked along the dark and dark passage, and for an unknown amount of time, a faint fragrance poured into everyone's nostrils.

At the same time, the sound of rhythmic music came clearly from the depths of the dark passage, not to mention other people, even Lin Qiye, who had bad ears, could vaguely hear it.

"What the hell...there are people in this place?" Cao Yuan said incredulously.

As everyone continued to move forward, a ray of light gradually appeared in the field of vision...

The dark and narrow tunnel suddenly opened up. After seeing everything in front of them, everyone's eyes widened in shock!

"Fuck!" Baili Pangpang said with a Chinese quintessence.

At the end of the dark passage, a resplendent and resplendent ballroom stands majestically!

The gorgeous crystal ceiling hangs from the ceiling, and the dreamlike light slowly sweeps across every corner of the ballroom, and the golden floating bricks cover the floor,

In the center of the dance floor, dozens of men and women in suits and cheongsams were embracing each other, moving their bodies rhythmically to Peng Chacha's jazz music, their expressions very intoxicated.

Singing and dancing gracefully, with fragrant temples and beautiful shadows, everyone is dazzled.

"This, this is..." Looking at the unimaginable scene in front of him, Cao Yuan held back for a long time, but he couldn't utter a word.

How could there be an old dance hall from the 30s and [-]s under this air-raid shelter that has been abandoned for a hundred years and no one has opened it on this island far away from the land? !

The weirdest thing is that there are so many people dancing inside? !

If it weren't for the mildewy dampness emanating from the secret passage behind them, everyone would have thought that they had come to the Bund of the old Huaihai.

"Something's wrong." Lin Qiye's eyes swept across the crowd in front of him, and he said solemnly,

"Here, something is wrong!"