The farce finally came to an end, and the group of seven continued their journey deeper into the coconut grove.
Xiong Ajiao clung to Wu Fangming for protection, while the hacker Jihu silently followed behind them.
Two brothers, Zhang Yi and Zhang Er, walked together.
Aunt Wu, as if she had found a companion, naturally took Chuanliu's arm.
The three groups, neither too close nor too far apart, tacitly returned to silence.
The unknown is frightening; no one knows what they will face next.
Chuanliu couldn't help but recall why he had come to the island...
If someone says that Chuanliu is not a good person, she will nod indifferently.
But if someone says that Chuanliu is not a good magician, she will persist until that person is convinced.
Although Chuanliu is not often in the public eye, he is a big shot in the magic circle.
Whether it's the International Magic Association or folk magic masters' organizations, all the more senior members have heard of Chuanliu's reputation.
It's widely rumored in the industry that she doesn't like being in the public eye because she's wealthy and doesn't need the money.
No one knew that Chuanliu had no so-called "family fortune" before this, or even a "home".
Of course, this also indirectly made her a mysterious figure, as her background was so unclear.
In reality, Chuanliu is doing something astonishing as stealing the sky and changing the world.
Before she was arrested, she had completed no fewer than a hundred orders, both large and small.
From small shops frequented by wealthy people on the street to large establishments like art galleries and vaults.
She constantly filled her heart with famous paintings in museums, priceless auction items, and privately owned collections with layers of security.
Beyond the "magic," there is an exceptionally desolate inner world.
She's a con artist, a master thief, and a seductive magician.
Her shrewd calculations and ingenious techniques allowed her to escape skillfully every time.
Until recently, she was deliberately set up, leaving evidence against her.
To her surprise, the person who found her was not the police, nor the court, but a security organization called "WD Investigation Bureau".
WD Investigations Bureau is a secretive organization that uses algorithms to study criminal behavior in order to eliminate potential threats.
Then, two choices were presented to them.
Is it to be locked up in a cell for an international S-class criminal, never to see the light of day again?
Or should I go to "Paradise Island," do something for them, and then I can gain my freedom?
"Paradise Island?"
This was the first time Chuanliu had ever heard of Paradise Island.
The WD Bureau of Investigation explained: "Paradise Island is an island we have developed for criminals worldwide. All convicted criminals receive an invitation from us, regardless of the severity of their crimes. Paradise Island is open to all who choose it."
Chuanliu chuckled: "Isn't it just moving to a bigger place to be under your supervision?"
WD: "Paradise grants everyone the right to freedom, free from any regulation or legal constraints."
Chuanliu: "Freedom? The freedom to do whatever I want?"
WD: "That's right."
Chuanliu felt contempt.
The idea of paradise sounds tempting. But what's the difference between a place filled with sin and hell?
Despite her thoughts, she had no other choice.
"What can I do to help you?" Chuanliu asked calmly.
WD: "Find someone named Joker."
Chuanliu: "What's your real name? Is there a portrait of you?"
WD: "Ms. Chuanliu, if we have enough information, there is no need for us to chat with you here."
Chuanliu: "I can find people for you, but you should at least show me some sincerity."
WD: "Your freedom is our sincerity."
Chuanliu: "..."
WD: "Okay, so what do you want?"
Chuanliu: "Give me a gun."
WD: "Impossible."
Chuanliu: "..."
WD: "We can't do that because you'll undergo a full security check before you board the island."
Chuanliu: "So what can you do?"
WD handed her a playing card that he had prepared beforehand.
Chuanliu deftly spun the card between his fingers, a look of absurdity in his eyes. "You guys are playing me?"
WD: "Trust us, no one is more suitable for it than you."
Despite the unknown road ahead, Chuanliu still chose to land on the island.
At that moment, the allure of "freedom" surpassed that of famous paintings and jewels; it became the thing she most wanted to pursue...
"Hey bro, wait for me! Ouch!"
Xiong Ajiao's voice pulled Chuanliu back to reality.
He tripped and fell to the ground, his once neat clothes were covered in dust, and his exposed knee hit a stone, scraping off a layer of skin.
After walking for more than two hours, Xiong Ajiao, who doesn't like exercise to begin with, finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Hey bro, come help me up!"
Xiong Ajiao reached out her hand to Wu Fangming and said in a coquettish tone.
Wu Fangming was on guard and didn't have time to argue with him. He quickly lifted Xiong Ajiao up.
Xiong Ajiao leaned against the man and said, "Ah, little brother, I'm dizzy."
Zhang and Zhang exchanged a glance and then ripped him off Wu Fangming.
As the current mainstay of the team's combat power, Wu Fangming cannot afford to be distracted by anything.
Xiong Ajiao pushed the two aside unhappily, limped to a clean rock and sat down, her tone arrogant:
"We've been walking for two hours. Sit down and rest. You're not hungry, but I am."
The two Zhangs disapproved of Ah Jiao's behavior and scolded, "The sun is about to set. If we don't hurry up and get to the crowd, we'll have to spend the night here!"
Xiong Ajiao rolled her eyes. "I haven't eaten all day, my stamina is failing, I can't walk fast no matter what. Besides, do you even know where the main group is? What if we have to walk for another day, can you handle it?"
The words may be crude, but the reasoning is sound. The two Zhangs were criticized, and they still wanted to refute it.
He gently patted his younger brother's back and asked for Wu Fangming's opinion:
"Wu Fangming, what do you think?"
Wu Fangming stopped and looked around. "We're not sure how much further we need to go. The terrain here is flat and we're near a stream, so we can find some food and stay here tonight. What do you all think?"
Wu Fangming had clearly taken on the role of the squad leader, and everyone agreed without objection. They then divided the tasks and began setting up camp and starting a fire.
Chuanliu then used the excuse of picking wild fruits to distance himself from the camp.
As the saying goes, courage is directly proportional to firepower.
Without weapons by his side, Chuanliu always felt uneasy.
So, after picking the fruit, she began looking for tools to defend herself.
Tree branches? Too thin or too thick; stones? Too blunt, no killing power.
Just when she was at her wit's end, a voice suddenly rang out behind the girl.
"What are you doing?"
It was Wu Fangming. She didn't know when, but the man had silently stood only half a step away from her.
Chuanliu's heart tightened, and his face instantly switched back to that pitiful look.
"Brother Wu, I'm picking fruit for everyone, look."
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