Desperate Night.

Chapter 275 Black Disaster?
Song Siyu's words made Yu Hong feel a little amused, but he also felt a little bit of intimacy in his heart.

Yes, in the world after the black disaster, there is no normal social order anymore, and he hasn't met such a normal modern person for a long time.
"Forget about being an assistant. I just want to wander around the island. It's a rare day off, so I don't plan to work."

Yu Hong made up an excuse to decline. He also planned to check the island carefully to find the source of the black fog.

Song Siyu also left with regret and told the rest of his companions about this.

The group was a little unhappy. Song Siyu offered such a high salary, but the guy refused to do it. Gao Wen shouted that Yu Hong wanted to raise the price deliberately. Seeing that there were few people on the island, they had no other choice but to do so.

"Let's finish the filming and leave quickly. This place feels too desolate and inconvenient." Wei Chengjun frowned. He seldom spoke, but once he opened his mouth, it meant he had been patient for a long time and was about to give up.

"Indeed, we have arranged a boat trip for this afternoon. We will complete the task quickly in the morning, have some fun and rest at noon, and go home in the afternoon! Since we have completed it successfully this time, I will invite everyone to go back and have a good time!" Song Siyu said with a smile.

"Little words are generous!"

"I want to go to MiLi City!"

"Open the big bag! All the drinks are here!!"

Gao Wen and Zhao Sisi both started shouting.

The group took their equipment and started walking along the island towards the two places of resentment that Lao Yang had mentioned before.

One of these two places of resentment is the white signal tower at the highest point of the island.

The second one is the altar at the deepest part.

They discussed it and unanimously decided to go to the signal tower first, as it was higher up and had a better view.

The morning sea breeze is fishy, ​​dry and cold, without any feeling of humidity.

The group put on more clothes and followed the abandoned road. It took them more than 20 minutes to climb to the highest signal tower.

A group of people stood on a high place and looked out over the entire island. Behind them was a tall, white, rusty signal tower.

The more than ten-meter-high white iron tower looks like a sharp cone, piercing the small hill at the top of the island.

A few people took commemorative photos, then adjusted the equipment and started shooting videos.

Song Siyu introduced the lines over and over again, then stopped, checked, and continued. He would also re-edit the parts he was not satisfied with from time to time.

She and Zhao Sisi were responsible for the main work. Gao Wen and Wei Chengjun both liked her secretly, so they actively helped out.

Only Gao Wen's girlfriend, Qi Siyan, was quite unhappy with her boyfriend's attitude. She watched her boyfriend openly showing his affection to Song Siyu in front of her.

An indescribable feeling of humiliation surged into my heart.

She watched the filming for a while, but later she couldn't help it and went up to call her boyfriend a few times, but he waved him away impatiently, like he was chasing away a fly.

Qi Siyan finally couldn't hold back her frustration anymore, so she turned around and walked down the mountain angrily, picking up her denim backpack.

On this bare island hill, there is only one road leading down the mountain, which is a white cement paved driveway.

The driveway was full of cracks and potholes and had long been in disrepair.

After Qi Siyan walked for a while, she found that no one noticed her and no one cared about her, and she became even more resentful.

"If you weren't rich, Gao," she couldn't help but curse in a low voice. She quickened her pace and walked down the mountain along the roadside.

while walking.

Suddenly, she saw a fat man with a flat head and wearing a dark yellow sweatshirt sitting on a cement pier on the roadside ahead to prevent vehicles from running off the edge of the road.

The fat man lowered his head, sat on the stool, and kept fiddling with something with his hands.

The other person had his back to her, and Qi Siyan couldn't see what he was doing. She slowed down her pace, made less noise, and passed behind him.

To be honest, she felt a little scared when she suddenly saw a fat man sitting on the side of the road, doing something by himself on such a deserted island.

"Didn't Old Yang say that he was the only one living on the island? Why is there someone else here?"

Qi Siyan slowed down her pace and quietly passed by the fat man so as not to startle him.

Soon, after walking through this section, as the fat man got farther and farther away, her pace gradually accelerated along the downhill road. Her heart also relaxed.

Walked for a few more minutes.

Suddenly, Qi Siyan's body stiffened and she stopped where she was.

In front of her, on the side of the road, on a concrete pier, there sat another fat man.

He was also wearing a dark yellow sweatshirt and baggy blue jeans, with a big fountain whale printed on the back of the sweatshirt.

The fat man was still the fat man. He still had his back to Qi Siyan, fiddling with something in his hand.

Hey hey hey hey.
From time to time, you can faintly hear a slight giggle.

Qi Siyan swallowed her saliva, stuck as close to the mountain wall as possible, and quickly went down the mountain away from the fat man.

Only when she could no longer see the fat man behind her did she breathe a sigh of relief and speed up her pace.

But two minutes later.
puff.

Qi Siyan stopped in a daze and looked at the familiar fat man on the concrete pier in front of her. Beads of sweat were already oozing out of his heavily made-up face.

"What the hell is this."

Snapped.

The backpack in her hand fell to the ground, but she couldn't care about it at this time. She stared at the fat man and ran away.

Qi Siyan ran in circles around the winding mountain road going down the mountain.

Finally, the downhill slope reached the end, and from afar we could see the flat land on the island connected to the slope.

There is also a rusty road sign standing on the side.

Qi Siyan was panting and even lost one of her shoes. She finally ran to the road sign, lowered her head and gasped for breath.

Bang.

Suddenly, a black rusty axe hit her back of the head fiercely. The sharp pain spread throughout her body in the blink of an eye.

Qi Siyan’s eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

At the last moment, she seemed to hear the fat man's silly laughter.

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On the back of the island, in the shade of the hill, on a black beach in the shadows.

Yu Hong half-knelt on the ground and stretched out his hand to move the black stones on the ground bit by bit.

Some rocks were fixed to the ground by water mixed with sand, making them difficult to move. But with his brute force, they were all pulled out and thrown aside.

He continued to pull out stones carefully, and soon, yellow mud pits of varying sizes appeared on the ground.

As the mud pit gradually became deeper and bigger.

Wisps of black mist began to seep out from the depths of the mud pit.

Gulu.

At the bottom of one of the mud pits, black fog was forming bubbles in the muddy water at the bottom of the pit.

Once the bubbles burst, wisps of black mist floated up.

"Sure enough, this is the source of the black fog."

Yu Hong continued digging deeper and deeper, and soon, with a click, a black starfish-like object was dug out from the mud.

Those wisps of black mist were evaporating from the surface of the starfish-like thing.

"This is..." Yu Hong picked up the thing and turned it over and over to examine it.

This guy is like a black version of a starfish, with a rough and grainy surface texture.

He stretched out his hand and gently covered the surface of the starfish, feeling the black mist emanating from it.

The Water Condensation Technique was quickly activated, and in conjunction with the Taiyuan Orthodox Method that was running all the time, it tried to absorb the radiation from the black fog.

But surprisingly, he failed.

The Taiyuan Orthodox Method, which was based on the Thunder Leg Technique, was completely useless against the black fog.

Yu Hong's heart sank. He quickly took out the detector and turned on the switch.

did not expect.

With a beep, the LCD screen displays the current red value: 2.341.
"No!" Yu Hong stood up, holding the mysterious black starfish, "There is no red value in this place? ? "

You know, the black ship came here along the Black River, and it didn't come here on its own initiative. It was because if the black ship didn't come here, its hull would be destroyed by the special Black River waves transmitted from here.

So he had to come here and find the source of the red radiation, but...
He looked at the black fog rising from the surface of the starfish, wondering, if this thing is not the black disaster fog, and there is no red value radiation, then what is it? Why is it connected to the black river of the black ship?
Standing up, Yu Hong looked at the starfish in his hand and noticed that the black gas emanating from the starfish was tilted in one direction.

He looked over there, exerted force on his feet, and suddenly rushed towards that side.

If this place can really be used as a refuge point, then he must first resolve the potential hidden dangers on the island.

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"Huh? Where's Siyan?" After Gao Wen helped move things, he suddenly realized that his girlfriend Qi Siyan was missing.

He shouted loudly around the signal tower, but no one responded.

The others were still filming in the front. The wind was very loud and the recording was noisy, so they didn't pay any attention to Gao Wen's shouting.

Gao Wen gradually expanded the range and felt something was wrong. He kept going in and out of the signal tower.

Finally, it was discovered that Qi Siyan’s bag was also taken away.

"Maybe he couldn't wait to get down the mountain." Gao Wen thought to himself. He didn't really care about Qi Siyan. She was just a sex partner he had arranged to meet temporarily. But he brought her here, so he had to be responsible for her safety.

Find the slope going down the mountain.

Make sure the person is gone.

He turned around and walked back angrily.

Bang! !

Then turned around.

A black, rusty axe came down on his head.

when!
A figure suddenly appeared on the side, raised his hand holding a wrench, and blocked the axe.

Gawain was frightened to death. He froze for a moment, then quickly got up and ran away.

Ahhhhh! !! !!

He ran while screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

Looking back, the figure who saved him was none other than the old man, Lao Yang, who had warned them before.

Old Yang was wearing a thick shirt that had been washed to a pale color. He held the wrench in both hands and held the axe tightly.

The one holding the axe and chopping people was a fat man with a flat head, a fat body and a silly smile on his face.

No one knew where this fat man came from, but he suddenly appeared next to Gawain.

"Go find the others, get down the mountain and leave here!" Old Yang gritted his teeth and shouted. "Don't provoke them here!"

puff.

He swung the axe with all his strength and threw forward a piece of black talisman paper with red writing on it.

The talisman paper was only the size of a palm. Once it was smashed out and touched the fat man holding the axe, it instantly caught fire.

The fat man said nothing, took a few steps back with the axe in his hand, then raised the axe again, ready to chop down.

(End of this chapter)