"Laura, Treasure Island, Treasure Map~"

Gan! Du Weiguo, who was squatting on the canopy of a tree and listening to the sound of eating melons, frowned when he heard these keywords and his expression was twisted, as if he had been force-fed a mouthful of cake.

I'm sorry, do you want to talk like this?

I am trapped in the small space of Amami Island, in a dilemma. Tens of thousands of troops are watching eagerly, and they have set up a dragnet to make the sky and the earth unable to respond.

At this juncture, you are still messing with Tomb Raider? It’s so outrageous that you opened the door to outrageousness, it’s so outrageous.

But when I think of Laura, that classic character with a bulging front and back, a hot figure, sexy lips, a ponytail, and charming eyes, it immediately comes to mind.

Needless to say, Angelina Jolie in her prime was indeed quite impressive. When she was young and busy, she actually liked her for a while, hehe.

If we follow the timeline in the movie, Laura should not have been born yet, but after experiencing so many bizarre experiences, Laura will not be born yet.

Not to mention the mere freelance explorer Lara Croft, even if Wonder Woman Diana suddenly fell from the sky, Du Weiguo would not be surprised.

At this moment, the conversation between the two white Americans under the tree was still going on. Hearing Howard's decisive answer, the strong man Matt let out a long sigh of relief.

As if he was exhausted, he sat down on a tree root protruding from the ground, took out a kettle and drank a few gulps.

Wiping the dripping water stains on his chin, he seemed to have thought of something, rolled his eyes and asked:

"Howard, according to you, since these Douglas pigs are not coming for us, what is their purpose?"

Howard is a long-time smoker, and now he is addicted to smoking. However, in a jungle environment, especially at the edge of the jungle, smoking can easily reveal your position.

He took out a betel nut from his pocket, put it in his mouth and chewed it hard. When he heard Matt's question, Howard shook his head and said vaguely:

"I don't know either. Judging from this posture, it should be a high-level military operation. The whole city is under martial law. It is even possible that the entire Ryukyu Islands has been blocked by the American army.

In the past two days, we have just been walking around in the woods with Laura, the little fox, and we don’t know what is going on outside.”

Matt twisted his neck: "Howard, what are you eating?"

Howard had a smirk on his lips, took out a betel nut from his pocket, and handed it to Matt:

"This is betel nut. You can try it when you feel craving for cigarettes. Matt, do you want to try it?"

Matt took the betel nut loudly, put it into his mouth, followed Howard's example and chewed it hard for a few times, then spit it out on the ground, cursing:

"Fuck, Howard, what the hell is this? It tastes like shit! How did you eat it?"

Howard laughed loudly: "Matt, you're just not used to it yet. In fact, if you taste it carefully, it tastes pretty good."

Matt drank two more mouthfuls of water, rinsed his mouth, and spat on the ground vigorously:

"Bah! I don't want to get used to this shit, fuck! These pigs, as long as they're not targeting us.

I'm too lazy to care what they're going to do, Howard, so what do you think we should do now? Hide the weapons and sneak into the city?"

After Howard pondered for a while, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then turned his head and looked back in the direction of Yamato Castle, shook his head, and said softly:

"Matt, let's meet up with Dr. Brooke first, and then we can think of a solution after dark."

Matt kicked a branch off the ground and cursed angrily:

"Fuck! I spent hours playing hide-and-seek with that little bitch Laura in the woods. My legs are almost broken. I can't walk. Let's rest for a while before leaving."

"Okay, then let's rest for a quarter of an hour."

Howard was also exhausted, so he nodded happily and found a flat place to sit down. He also took off his boots and picked out the blood blisters.

After a while, Howard and the others finally got up and left, walking towards the dense forest, probably to meet up with their companions.

On the tree crown, Du Weiguo squatted steadily on a thick branch like a giant monkey, rubbing the weak stubble on his chin and thinking.

To be honest, Du Weiguo is not interested in either the Treasure Island treasure or Laura. He can barely regard money as dirt, beauty as floating clouds, and his heart as calm as water.

At this moment, he just wanted to take Ye Li away from the dangerous place of Ryukyu as soon as possible. However, Du Weiguo decided to follow Howard and the others to take a look.

Du Weiguo had already roughly judged the identities of these people. They were nothing more than a group of Western tomb robbers who were using the guise of archaeological exploration to sell dog meat.

This group of Western gangsters with no decent historical heritage have always coveted and coveted the glorious ancient civilization of the East.

It has always been their practice to plunder and plunder in the name of archeology or scientific research. The Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang were emptied by these thieves, and the world-famous British Museum is proof of this.

Of course, the reason why Du Weiguo planned to follow them was not to stand up for Tian Xingdao. He had his own little plan.

Since this group of bastards came to Ryukyu to look for Raushizi Treasure Island, they must have a boat, and most likely it was a deep-sea salvage boat.

Most of these salvage ships are affiliated with an international rescue organization and have a strong background and backing. Perhaps the US military can give them some support.

Du Weiguo felt that maybe he had a chance to catch a smooth sailing boat. Even if that didn't work, it would still be good to have a boat on hand.

Having made up his mind, Du Weiguo was about to jump off the tree crown when he suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked in one direction, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Not far from the big fir tree where he was hiding, maybe a few dozen meters away, there was a big banyan tree with lush branches.

At this moment, the crown of the banyan tree suddenly began to tremble, and then a slender and muscular figure was revealed.

This is a young Caucasian girl with a slender figure, as strong as a leopard, about 16 or 7 years old.

With brown hair, amber eyes, lively eyes, beautiful appearance, and a pair of supermodel-level long legs, she should be Laura.

Before, she had been hiding in the dense canopy of the big banyan tree, motionless. Not to mention Howard and the others, not even the dazzling Du Weiguo could notice her.

It must be said that this little girl is extremely talented. With her concealment and tree climbing skills, she has already surpassed most snipers.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that she has no weight and no combat mission. After all, she is just hiding.

Laura's figure was strong and strong. She did not climb down the tree trunk, but quickly slid down on an elastic sling.

She probably used the same method when she climbed up the tree, so Howard, who is proficient in trace tracking, mistakenly thought that she had walked onto the road into the city.

After sliding down the banyan tree, Laura, like a cautious little animal, touched the spot where Howard and the others stayed just now with light movements, and carefully observed the marks on the ground.

She didn't even miss the betel nut that Matt swallowed. She turned it over with her feet and looked at it carefully.

After a while, Laura stopped moving, her delicate brows furrowed tightly, and she stood there thinking, then she pursed her lips, her eyes no longer hesitated, as if she had made some decision.

Laura is a decisive character. After thinking about it, she immediately followed the traces on the ground and chased Howard and the others in the direction they left.

On the canopy of the fir tree, Du Weiguo held Yeli in his arms, gently stroking its fur as smooth as brocade, smiling and murmuring to himself with interest:

"Oh, that's interesting. Does this little girl still want to fight back? Yeli, we can't go either way. The mantis is stalking the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Let's follow and have a look at the excitement."

"Meow~"

Ye Li called out softly and nuzzled his cheek obediently with her little head. Du Weiguo grinned happily and soared down from the tree crown like a big bird.

While the person was in mid-air, the Jiuyou Lock was thrown out suddenly and nailed the branch of a big tree. With the help of the pulling force, it instantly moved sideways, as fast as a mandrill.

"Click~"

At this moment, the thick branch that was nailed to the tree suddenly broke. Unprepared, Du Weiguo lost his balance and almost hit the trunk of the tree.

Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough and his skills were extraordinary. In no time, he flew up and kicked the tree trunk, forcibly changing the flight path, and then he was able to avoid it.

"Damn, you're so unlucky~"

Du Weiguo threw out the Nine Nether Lock again, cursing, and in an instant, his figure was swallowed up by the dense forest.

Late at night, on a cloudy day, dark clouds cover the moon.

The northernmost tip of the Ryukyu Islands, Amami Island, some 30 kilometers south of Yamato Castle, is an unknown dense forest somewhere.

A simple temporary camp was set up in a relatively flat open space. The so-called camp was nothing more than a bonfire in the center of the open space, with a circle of sparse wooden thorns erected around it, and not even a waterproof tent.

Near the bonfire, there were about twenty tough and capable men, all with Asian faces, sitting around, resting and chatting at the moment.

There are several open sentries with live ammunition scattered around the camp, and even hidden sentries are arranged in hidden places.

Obviously, this group of captains who crossed the sea and came to the West to seek gold are not just ordinary people. At least they have received professional military training and their camps are organized in a very orderly manner.

On the east side of the bonfire, Matt, Howard, and two other white men sat in a small circle around a tall middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man looks to be around 50, with light blond curly hair, a somewhat Mediterranean look, a hooked nose, narrow sea-blue eyes, and a pair of round-rimmed glasses.

Although this middle-aged man was tall and strong, he was not equipped with any weapons. He was holding a steaming aluminum coffee cup in his hand.

He seemed to be well-mannered and bookish, and he spoke slowly and slowly, like a knowledgeable archaeologist.

Howard held a cigarette in his mouth, exhaled the smoke for a long time, and said in a solemn tone:

"Dr. Brooke, now all cities in the entire Ryukyu Islands, including sea routes, are blocked by the US military. What should we do next?"

This middle-aged scholar-looking man is called Brooke. He is a genuine doctor and the leader of this group of people.

Hearing Howard's question, Brooke took a sip of coffee slowly, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a calm tone:

"These American troops suddenly went crazy. Although the reason is unknown, they are definitely not targeting us. So, what is the impact?"

Just as Howard was about to speak, the impatient Matt rushed to ask:

"Doctor, we can't enter the city, and we can't go out to sea. Are we just going to watch that little bitch Laura escape?"

Hearing his vulgar words, Brooke frowned slightly, but still shook his head kindly.

Then he picked up the aluminum coffee pot on the campfire, refilled Matt's cup, and said in a calm tone:

"Matt, both land and sea routes are closed. We can't leave. Laura doesn't even have a boat, so where can she go?"

Matt frowned and rolled his eyes:
To be continued...