Reborn Noble Prisoner

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Ghost Zhan said: "This is very good, at least I don't have to cut off his hand again."

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In the afterglow of the setting sun, the green coconut trees shone with golden light, the seabirds flew low, and the waves slapped on the beach, but it was impossible to take pictures of the abrupt, small castle built with fine sand.

The soft blond hair is slightly curly, and the little beauty carved in pink and jade is hugging the plump red-haired Persian cat. She poked the already formed artwork with her fingers, and gently opened her eyelashes. His pupils shone with a strange color that only adults can have.

He tilted his head, his lips curled into a beautiful arc: "MyKing, how does it feel to be alive?"

"En." The child stepped on the fine sand with bare feet, his white and delicate complexion was like milk, and he was burying his head in meticulously fiddling with his unfinished work, but his eyes were indifferent to everything, "It's not boring."

"Because we are not strong enough, a small corner is enough to hold us all." The Persian cat in his arms dozed lightly, but was flicked viciously by the pink and tender fingers, and the narrowed eyes of the cat opened suddenly. Turning his head to look at his little master, he nestled lazily into his arms again.

"The world won't be bigger than this castle."

"In our lifetime, can we see the scene of this world collapsing and rebuilding? I believe it will be extremely spectacular..."

"En." Still coldly, this seemed to be his usual way of answering.

The sea breeze brought a salty taste, and the small castle built with great difficulty on the beach suddenly collapsed, with a whoosh, and the sound of bullets flying over was sharp and piercing.On the surface of the sea, the sound of motorboats breaking through the waves approached from far away, and their speed was no less than that of the bullets that swept over them.

Milan squinted his eyes and took a look, then slowly clapped his hands and stood up, soft white sand fell from his body: "...that day will not be too far away."

Almost at the same time, the mercenaries stationed on the coast with guns on guard immediately discovered the situation. Seeing someone rushing straight into the cordon, they reflexively raised their guns and swept wildly at the target.

Xiaosnuo's group also rushed to the beach when they heard the movement. Weiss and Parmand moved from left to right, and carried back the two important figures who were still looking at the sea.

"Damn it! It's too close to get rid of it! It's a fucking piece of trash!" Parmand kicked one person away, snatched the bazooka from the opponent's hand impatiently, and was about to blast it up.

"Wait!" Weiss suddenly shouted coldly, squinting his eyes and staring at the motorboat speeding over the sea, "Who do you think it is?"

Bamande froze for a moment, squinted his eyes, and glanced over like a falcon. The waves on the sea surface were much thicker, and the three motorboats, which had obviously been specially modified, were driving fast.

One person was conspicuously tied to the front of the motorboat, the black jacket on his head was ripped off, his dark brown hair covered most of his face, but the beard around his lips and chin was still very individual .Holding the bazooka, Bamande slowly flashed a fierce and excited look on his face, and said with a sneer: "Damn it! Old man Zeleman has been sent to the door!"

"Let them go to the island!" Weiss waved his hand, making a gesture of letting them go.

The motorboat approached the shore in an instant, and the well-dressed middle-aged man was tied up like a dead dog and was thrown directly from the deck, and then a dozen people jumped ashore with their guns in their arms, all movements were uniform, without even a single unnecessary movement.

Bloody's men and horses quickly surrounded them, only ten steps apart, facing each other with guns, the atmosphere was like a taut string, ready to explode at any moment, and even the sea breeze couldn't blow away the smell of gunpowder.

The master slowly stepped out of the cabin, stepped on the deck with slender legs, and was dressed in a straight military uniform. His silky black hair gently swept over his shoulders and neck. Like gold powder, the silver stars representing the rank of general on the shoulders can be called bright.

The backlit face was blurred by the light and shadow, but from the slightly raised corners of the lips, one could still see a hint of arrogance and dignity of a person who had been in the upper class for many years.

All eyes were on him, including Xiao Sinuo.

The man stepped down from the motorboat, stepped on the middle-aged man whose mouth was strangled by the jaws, stepped on his military boots, and his figure was still as straight as a silver gun that could not be pulled out.

Seeing that face, no one present would ask who he is—except for Xiao Chu, no one else could look as much like Xiao Si Nuo!

But in terms of resemblance, there is only a seven-point image. There are similar shadows in the outline of the facial features, but the temperament is completely different.

Xiao Sinuo could be called indifferent, but Xiao Chu was cold, even cold-blooded.

"Little brother, I'm glad you're still alive." Xiao Chu tugged at the white gloves on his hands, took them off slowly, looked at Xiao Sinuo with a smile, but didn't mean anything.

Xiao Sinuo's back stiffened instantly.

At this moment, the sound of roaring motors came from the sky again, and a red helicopter slowly landed from the sea.

The propeller whipped up a choking cloud of dust, then settled.

The hatch opened with a bang.

The young man wearing big brown sunglasses stepped off the helicopter, followed by the iceberg-faced Weiner whom no one knew.

Lin Xi flicked the sunglasses, and threw them to the paralyzed assistant. His leather boots made footprints on the fine white sand, and he walked slowly towards Xiao Chu, with a deepening smile on his face.

Just listen to him say: "Welcome back to Bloody, my dear Yates."

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Spoiler: Return

Three months later.

A small island in the Pacific Ocean at 20 degrees south latitude.

The clear blue sky, the emerald-like blue sea, the sun is a bit scorching hot, the white and soft sandy beach is slightly hot from the sun, and there are lush tropical plants on the island, full of vitality.

Cabins, coconut trees, canoes, and two fishing rods randomly thrown under the pergola. The simple blue and white South Island style makes the sea breeze bring a natural and original refreshing atmosphere.

Under the pergola covered with seaweed, there is a white reclining chair imitating rattan. The water and sky are the same color, and the sea breeze is pleasant. When people lie down, they start to feel drowsy.

Xiao Sinuo was dressed neatly, with a loose linen shirt on his upper body, half-length shorts rolled up to his knees, and a book in his hand, covering his entire face.

One of the flip-flops on his feet flew off, his long legs were draped on the recliner, his black hair slid down his neck disobediently, he held a pillow in one hand, and his arms were lazily bent at the side of his head. The skin on the outside was still smooth, white and beautiful It looks like precious oriental porcelain, one cannot help but want to take a bite of it, leaving a little mark of possession.

The sun, the beach, the small wooden house not far away is equipped with floor-to-ceiling windows with excellent views, white carved curtains float out from the inside, the open window faces the room, and the snow-white gauze curtain dances gently, and the furnishings inside can be seen at a glance, especially a The size of the king size bed is so impressive that it can make people have infinite reverie.

Someone opened the door from the house, and there was a steady click of clogs on the balcony floor. She was wearing a black silk kimono, which was not fancy, and there were no extra colors on the cuffs and hem.With a handsome and slender figure and a stern aura, it seems that no matter how soft the clothes are worn on him, it will show a cold and hard edge.

In the sunny South Island resort, there is probably only a man like Oni Zhan who can wear such a serious and serious look. It’s like he has to wipe his knife twice a day and take a bath twice a day. His meticulous attitude has become an instinct. ——And Xiao Sinuo often scoffs at this, very disdainful, in his eyes, Qian Daorin is just fucking sullen and prudish.

In fact, Xiao Meiren's words are to the point, rational and brilliant.

There are people who are naturally ascetic, but are not vegetarians themselves.

Stepping on the white fine sand with bare feet, the man held a glass of fresh coconut juice in his hand. The milky white liquid was as pure as milk, mixed with crushed papaya, and poured into a crystal clear glass. , stir it, the coconut milk has a rich and attractive flavor, bringing out a little bit of papaya freshness.

The book covering his face was suddenly lifted off, the person on the recliner moved his beautiful eyebrows, the center of his brows was furrowed, showing some emotion, but his eyes remained open, and he grabbed another book from the low table , directly snapping it back to his face, his voice was a little impatient, with a vague nasal sound, and he said without moving: "If you have nothing to do, go catch fish."

After two or three seconds, the book that blocked his face was taken away again, and the white sky light hurt his eyes for a while, Xiao Sinuo couldn't help being angry, and the sleepiness in the afternoon flew away, his eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils As black as ink, the man's extremely handsome face was reflected in the clear eyes.Angrily staring at the other party, wishing to fly him to Java with one punch: "Are you looking for death!"

With no expression on his face, Qiandaoren pushed away the clear kawaii wine on the low table, and put the fresh coconut milk aside: "Drink this."

Xiao Sinuo was very ungrateful, turned his face away, hummed softly, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep again.

The man pressed down, wrapped him in his arms, and hugged him from behind: "Go back to bed and sleep."

The deep voice was hard and cold, and it was unspeakably nice, but when it reached Xiao Sinuo's ears, his back trembled, almost his whole body exploded, and he turned over and was about to kick him off: "Go away, old man! "

Qiandaoren hugged him, buckled his knees and suppressed him forcefully, an unconcealable smile appeared on his stern face, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he supported the back of his head, and bent down to bite the line lightly With a beautiful chin, her lips slid onto the still young Adam's apple in the neck of the other party: "You are so angry, I really shouldn't let you