Suoke didn't expect that Liu Mang suddenly looked at him in the silence. The sharp gaze made him suddenly startled, and he said in a panic: "I'm sure, I'm 100% sure."
However, at this moment, the subordinate who had been silent beside him whispered: "No, there are still people who are not dead!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" After hearing what his men said, Suoke's expression changed and he immediately yelled.
However, he just finished speaking. Liu Mang punched him in the mouth, knocking him over instantly.
After knocking Suok away with one punch, Liu Mang looked at Suok's men and said coldly: "Who is still alive?"
"It's... an old man. That old man seems to be some kind of doctor." Suok's men looked at Suok in fear and said tremblingly.
"Dr. Yang?" Liu Mang's eyes narrowed and he stared at the man: "Since Dr. Yang is still alive, where is he now?"
"It should...should be on Skull Island." The black man trembled.
"Skull Island?" Liu Mang's eyes flashed with light.
His mission this time was to rescue Dr. Yang. Since Dr. Yang was still alive, of course he had to rescue him.
"Where is the specific location of Skull Island?" Liu Mang continued to interrogate.
After more than ten minutes, Liu Mang finally finished asking. At the same time, the two killers who were interrogating outside also completed their interrogation. The results they came up with were almost consistent with those from Liu Mang's interrogation.
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"Death, what should we do now?" The two killers looked at the four trembling black men on the ground and said to Liu Mang.
"Take these four people out and deal with them first." Liu Mang glanced at Suoke and said indifferently.
The two killers looked at each other and said worriedly: "Death, if you kill these four people, how will you drive this submarine?"
"Of course we will open it!" Liu Mang said coldly.
"Ah, us? We don't know anything." The two killers were stunned.
"Just because you don't know how to do it, doesn't mean that I don't know how to do it." Liu Mang said calmly.
"Understood!" The two killers nodded lightly and dragged the four black men on the ground out of the command room.
After a while, a scream came from outside.
After the screams, the two killers walked in: "Death, those four people are dead."
"Okay!" Liu Mang spat out one word, and then said: "Go to the kitchen to see if the food is ready. I think everyone is hungry."
Hearing this, the two killers nodded silently, turned and left.
After a full meal and drink, Liu Mang asked several killers to control the submarine and surface.
The golden sunlight scattered, and nine figures slowly appeared on the submarine.
The nine figures are like nine sculptures. They all looked at the red sun on the sea in the distance, the sunken eyes shining with excitement.
Two months!
Two months already!
Liu Mang stared longingly at the golden red sun at the end of the ocean, infinite melancholy and excitement flashing through his cloudy eyes.
If you have not experienced it, who can imagine what it is like to live in darkness and only have a packet of bread and a bottle of water every day.
If you have not experienced boundless darkness, who can understand how precious light is.
At this moment, in this situation, the only thing Liu Mang can think of is - the sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk.
Absorbing the fresh air, basking in the warm sunset, and looking at the majestic deep blue sea, Liu Mang felt happy, but also extremely melancholy. Because there is one less person around.
He still clearly remembered watching the sunrise and sunset with the little witch two months ago, and spending the sunset and dusk together.
"Little witch, are you okay?"
Liu Mang looked at the red sun quietly, with endless vicissitudes and longing in his eyes.
At this moment, in the hot summer in Beijing, on a mountain top, a woman with shawl-haired hair was sitting quietly on the ground, the setting sun leaving a blush on her pale face.
That person was the little witch that Liu Mang missed all the time.
Not far away from the little witch, the right hand stood quietly, looking at the horizon from time to time, but also looking at the little witch from time to time.
On the horizon, the red sun turned the clouds there into blood. The clouds there were extremely gorgeous and fascinating.
"Liu Mang, look at that cloud, it looks like a deer." The little witch gently pointed to a cloud on the horizon and murmured.
She really wanted to hear Liu Mang's voice reply: Little witch, look over there, it looks like a kitten.
However, this voice will never appear again. That voice and his body were buried in the sea.
Tears slowly flowed down from the little witch's eyes.
Since hearing the news of Liu Mang's death, she has come to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset every day.
Because here, there once was a man who gently hugged her, watching the sunset and the clouds like flowers.
But, now, that man can never appear again, never again.
"That cloud looks like a kitten!"
Suddenly, a voice rang on the top of the mountain.
"Liu Mang?" The familiar words and slightly familiar voice made the little witch suddenly turn around and look over.
However, she soon became disappointed.
That wasn't Liu Mang, that was a European man with flowing blond hair.
The man's eyes were full of vicissitudes and depth, like a pool of lake water, which made people sink.
The European man looked at the sunset and walked towards the little witch step by step.
However, before he could make any progress, a right hand guarding the little witch suddenly stood in front of him, saying coldly and warningly: "You'd better stay away!"
His right hand stared coldly at this European man, his eyes full of alertness.
As a top killer, few people can appear behind her quietly.
However, the man in front of him did it.
Although her right hand was a little absent-minded just now, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to appear quietly in her body.
Although her right hand could not feel any murderous aura from this man, based on her judgment of danger, she found that this man was very dangerous.
"Is this the right hand of God sent by Death to protect this little witch?"
"Not bad."
Blocked by his right hand, the man's expression did not change at all, and his eyes were still as old as before. However, he was already sneering in his heart.
This person is none other than the killer-Xue Ying sent by the Killer Alliance into the hot summer to deal with Liu Mang.
After he came to Yanxia, he heard the news that Liu Mang was going to the Sea of Death, so the mission of killing Liu Mang no longer existed.
So, he became happy in the hot summer. At the same time, he secretly collected information about the relationship between the little witch and Liu Mang. Finally today, he was going to attack the little witch.
He wanted the woman from the God of Death to be willingly pressed under him.
Seeing that Xueying did not respond to his words or retreat, he shouted with his right hand again: "Please stay away from us."
"I'm just watching the sunset, am I hindering you?" Xueying finally responded to his right hand's words. Those eyes were full of vicissitudes of life. He looks young, but he seems to have gone through countless hardships.
"Back off, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" The right hand's thoughts are not as complicated as others, and he will not talk around in circles. Liu Mang asked him to protect the little witch. As long as she found any possibility of harming the little witch, she would stop it.
"Are you too overbearing?" Xueying frowned slightly, then looked at the little witch, and then whispered: "Excuse me, this beautiful lady, is she your servant?"
The word "servant" made the little witch frown slightly, and then said calmly: "She is my bodyguard."
After answering Xue Ying's words, the little witch said to her right hand: "Ah, right hand, he just came to watch the sunset and dusk. Please give in."
"No, this person is very dangerous." His right hand shook his head.
"Danger? Are you overthinking it?" The little witch glanced at her right hand with some dissatisfaction and said again: "Get out of the way and let him come over."
She couldn't feel any danger from the blood shadow.
In addition, since she learned that Liu Mang had been buried in the sea, she never found that her right hand had been sad for Liu Mang. Ever since she was a child, she had never seen such a cold and heartless person. She had long been dissatisfied with her right hand, and she began to resist his words.
The right hand finally gave in and moved a few steps to the side.
Seeing the right hand in front of him move a few steps to the side, Xueying laughed in his heart: "Ha, it seems that there is a gap between the right hand of God and this little witch."