The pier is about three hundred meters long, made of cement and stones. Every ten meters, there is a black cast iron pillar with brown thick hemp rope wrapped around it, and the other end of the rope is painted white.

The speedboat, fluctuating up and down with the rise and fall of the sea, was docked in the distance with several huge cruise ships, with lights flashing and figures shaking.

The surging waves swayed against the coast, stirring up rows of waves, and the sea water on the pier receded and came up again.

Several men in work clothes walked around the dock, packing their things, and seemed to be preparing to go home from get off work.

Paul took out a cigarette, lit it on the light blue flame of the lighter, spit out a smoke, and stood there looking at the sea with a relaxed look on his face.

The staff left one after another, and even the lights at the dock went out, making the dock look much lonely.

Paul walked towards the last staff member. His skin was dark, like carbon ash on the bottom of the coal stove, wearing gray-blue work clothes, squatting on the ground, checking the hemp rope wrapped around the pillars to see if it is strong and reliable.

"Brother, take us out for a walk?" Paul asked.

The black-faced man squatting on the ground stretched out his fingers and shook his head left and right in the air without even raising his head.

Paul calmly took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, squatted down, leaned against his black-faced shoulder, and quietly stuffed it into his hand.

The black-faced thumb and index finger moved, pinched the bills hard, stood up, looked left and right, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

“Tourist.”

"Tourist?" The black-faced eyebrows were twisted together, like a question mark and a tangled hemp rope. "If you do private work, the boss knows that I will fire me."

"Don't worry, buddy, I won't cause trouble for you." Paul patted his shoulder and turned around to wave to Bai Lotte standing in the distance. "No, I just went to the sea for a walk.

That's it." He continued to comfort him.

After packing up the work in his hands, the other workers had already left the dock early. The sea water slapped the dock, forming clusters of white water splashes. The speedboats were pounding up and down, like enthusiastic hands, welcoming them.

"Hurry, get on the boat quickly, don't waste time. I still want to go home, but I don't want to be scolded by my wife. God, for the sake of the money, I promise you, who makes me tight?" The black face explained.

He opened the rope and muttered to the two of them.

When the two boarded the speedboat, black-faced threw the rope onto the side of the boat, jumped with both feet, and jumped onto the speedboat with a bang. He tied the rope, pressed the switch, pulled his right hand hard, and the engine roared.

"Which direction?" asked the black face.

"There!" Paul said in the direction of Yuehua Island.

"That's a private island, it's better not to get close to it, it's better to be careful."

The speedboat turned around and rushed into the sea, like a sharp arrow, quietly hidden into the darkness. Bai Letian turned around and looked at the shore. The lights on the shore were like scattered diamonds, connected into a jewelry necklace, they were dizzy on the skeleton.

It is a soft orange light.

A layer of cold fog floated on the sea, as if it had entered a chaotic world. The speedboat split the waves, passed through the black and black sea surface, and headed towards the east, leaving a splash of water behind the ship.

About half an hour later, a small island appeared in the sea fog, like a black giant lying in the sea, stretching for several kilometers. Seagulls were spinning in the air, making a slight sound.

To the south of the island is a simple pier. There are several spotlights installed on the pier. The lights keep sweeping around the sea to prevent outsiders from approaching.

Outside the light, the black face circled a corner close to sixty degrees, aimed the bow of the ship at the island, and then extinguished the engine and let the speedboat stop quietly on the undulating sea.

"Brother, you can only see from afar. This is a private territory and cannot be invaded."

Paul stood up, held the boat's side, approached the black face, and stuffed a stack of banknotes into his hand, "There is a friend here. If we need our help, I must go in! Help, friend."

Blackface put the bill on his palm, weighed it, put it under his nose, and sniffed it, "God! It defeated my heart again, for its sake." He bit his lip and reached out to pat him.

Take a photo of the operating table, start the engine again, bypass the dock in the south, and continue driving eastward.

The speedboat circled to the north of the island and stopped there from afar.

From a distance, there are several huge reefs on the north side of the island. Behind the reef are tall trees, with large canopies. Later, there are high walls made of cement, which blend into the rocks standing on the wall, with a high wall of more than ten meters.

Above is the back wall of the building, with two spotlights on it, turning constantly, and the light shines on the night sky and the surging sea hundreds of meters away.

Blackface observed for more than ten minutes and found that there was still a gap between the angles of the two spotlights. He tone the roar of the engine to the lowest point, so low that it was hidden in the sound of the waves.

Along the narrow angle between the two spotlights, the speedboat quietly approached the island in the dark until it approached the large and abrupt black-brown reef.

"It's here. You get off the boat here. I'll wait for you in the distance. You swim here, but the speed is fast and it's too late. I'll go home alone for coffee."

"Okay, don't worry." Paul snapped his fingers, patted the ship's side, and made a gesture to Bai Lotte.

The two changed into clothes in the backpack, put on headbands and gloves, and put on a pair of black soft-soled sneakers, revealing only two eyes. The two looked at each other and smiled like two water ghosts.

Blackface tried hard to turn the bow of the boat, and the sea water patted the bottom of the speedboat.

The two jumped out of the speedboat, carried their backpacks, walked on the sandy and gravel beach, and followed a dark winding path towards the dark high wall.

After passing through the bushes of varying heights, Bai Letian's face was scratched with blood marks, and he touched it with his hands, which hurt so much.

"It's so thrilling, there's this kind of gameplay." Paul said softly at the high wall in the distance.
Chapter completed!