Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Tang Cuo swallowed his anger silently, then smiled awkwardly at Chu Lin and climbed onto the bed: If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t tell me.

The environment gradually became quiet, and several people returned to their beds, closed their eyes and rested.

Only Jian Rong was not asleep, but was waiting for something.

Only when he heard the even breathing of several people did Jian Rong open his eyes. After looking around, he got up carefully and went to the bathroom.

Then he took out the note from his pocket, opened it, and looked at the words written on it. His brows unconsciously frowned.

[After returning, the action begins, take advantage of and seize the opportunity.]

He narrowed his eyes, then tore the note into pieces and flushed it down the sewer, thinking to himself: It seems that they are already prepared, and they should be able to take action when I return.

While he was thinking, there was a sound of water splashing outside the toilet, and Jian Rong got up and went out.

Seeing Duan Nanxing washing his hands, the two looked at each other and no one said anything. Jian Rong glanced at him, then walked around his body and turned to walk out.

The two returned to their beds one after the other, waiting for the next day.

The next morning, several people woke up early, packed their things, and set off to the helipad nearby to wait.

Hong Feng, wearing a camouflage uniform and military shoes, walked towards the group. There were two other teams participating in the rainforest survival with them, but they were not on the same plane.

He distributed daggers and supplies to them, then patted Jian Rong on the shoulder and said, "The water and compressed biscuits given to you are enough for three days. You have to stay in the rain forest for a full week. The rest of the food source is up to you.

In addition, there are many large animals in the rainforest. Although some of them are artificially placed, their blood is still there, so you must pay attention to safety.

Well, if you have no objection, let's hurry up and set off."

"Got it." Several people shouted in unison, then turned around and boarded the helicopter behind them.

The propeller was spinning and whirring, making a huge roar, and the bodies of several people were pressed against the seats behind them.

The helicopter gradually rose higher. Tang Cuo looked down through the window and saw the tall figures gradually turning into blurry black dots until they could no longer be seen clearly.

The helicopter left the land and flew over the ocean. The turbulent sea water was unusually calm at this time. Tang Cuo lowered his eyes and looked at the blue sea, and suddenly thought of Sals in his heart.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little, and then he retracted his gaze.

The small islands where the rainforests are located are located on the edge of the ocean and are guarded and managed by special personnel.

After about an hour or two, the helicopter gradually descended until it touched the land and stopped moving.

"Okay, we're here. You can get off. Someone will come to receive you in a while." The driver turned around and looked at the few people.

Jian Rong was the first to get off the helicopter, and the rest of the people followed behind him. They stood where they were, watching the helicopter roar up again and return along the same route.

Tangcuo turned around and looked around. The outer perimeter of the island was enclosed by barbed wire. There was also a tall building not far away, which should be where the guards lived.

At the same time, a man in an orange vest was walking slowly towards them. He was holding a black revolver in his hand, shaking it from time to time.

After a few steps, he stood in front of them, his eyes swept over them, and then stopped at Tang Cuo, "Are you the test subjects this time?"

"Yes." Tang Cuo nodded.

"Well... come with me." The man turned around and walked to the back in his flip-flops.

Several people looked at each other and hurried to keep up with his pace.

The empty room looked like a huge warehouse, with nothing in it except a chair and a table.

But surprisingly, the scorching heat seemed to disappear as soon as one entered the warehouse, and was replaced by gusts of cool breeze.

The man sat on the only chair and slapped a few pieces of white paper on the table. "Please sign this." His tone was casual, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

He Xiaolai reached out and picked up the white paper, and read the black words printed on the front, "Life and death statement?"

"Well, this place is still very dangerous. Although we check the surveillance at all times, we can't guarantee that no accidents will happen, so it is still necessary to sign this." The man stretched.

"If we encounter an accident, will there be compensation?" He Xiaolai swallowed.

"I don't know. Let's wait until you have an accident."

Hearing his words, Tangcuo's eyes widened a little: Huh? Let's talk about it after an accident. Who can I tell if there is an accident? How should I tell it?

He pursed his lips, slapped the table directly, and said in a tough tone, "Who are you going to tell about the accident? Do you want me to tell you in your dream?"

Looking at his face, the man stood up, his eyes revealing a bit of danger, "Little boy, do you know where this is? This is my territory. You should really thank your parents for giving you this handsome appearance, otherwise I would pick you up and feed you to the sharks." The man chuckled.

"It's okay if you don't want to sign. It's none of my business anyway. In fifteen minutes, go through that door and walk straight ahead, and you can go in."

The man sat on the chair again, pointed at the iron door behind him, and slowly closed his eyes. "Be careful when you leave, don't wake me up."

"Hey, oh my!" Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes.

"Forget it, forget it..." He Xiaolai, who was standing by, grabbed his arm in time, "Don't get into a conflict with them, calm down."

Seeing Tang Cuo being defeated, Duan Nanxing, who was standing nearby, walked forward silently and then approached the man.

He put one hand on the back of his chair and pulled it back hard. The man who was originally lying leisurely on the chair fell to the ground in an instant. He immediately stood up and stared at Duan Nanxing fiercely.

"What are you doing?" The man pulled out the revolver from his waist and pointed it at Duan Nanxing.

Duan Nanxing curled the corners of his lips, took a step forward, touched the muzzle of the gun to his chest, turned his back to the few people, then slightly opened his collar, revealing the special logo on his belt.

With a "clang", the pistol fell to the ground. The man swallowed and looked at him in disbelief.

Duan Nanxing squatted down, picked up the pistol on the ground for him, put it in his palm, and held it carefully, "Sir, I didn't mean it just now. Please don't bear grudges. Anyway, we have to go in to survive, so you shouldn't hold a grudge against me, right?" There was a hint of threat in his eyes.

The man tightened the muzzle of the gun in his hand as the force was applied. "No...it's okay. Just be careful next time. I naturally...naturally can't argue with you." He walked forward and opened the iron door on one side.

"If you encounter danger, you can look for the tree trunk tied with a red ribbon. There is a miniature communicator on it. You can ask for help from it."

"Thank you very much." Duan Nanxing turned around and looked at Tang Cuo beside him, his eyes raised and his tone became a little warmer, "Let's go in."