The second female assassin gazed in the direction the first female assassin had left, her beautiful eyes revealing a deep sense of sadness.
Female assassin number 02 stood there blankly, letting the cold wind blow, then clenched her fists and murmured, "Sister, I will definitely work hard, work hard to surpass you!"
………
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight shone on this desolate yet beautiful island.
Yang Feng slightly opened his eyes and felt a tickle on his face. He looked up and saw Han Shilan supporting her chin with one hand, using her long, smooth hair to keep stroking her face.
You can see the sweetness in her beautiful eyes.
"Wife, what are you doing so early in the morning?" Yang Feng turned around and hugged Han Shilan, smiling as he spoke.
"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to see if you were a human or a ghost..." Han Shilan rolled her eyes coquettishly and said.
"Of course I'm a person, look... I have warmth on my body," Yang Feng said gently.
The breath he exhaled lingered around Han Shilan's ear.
"Hmm... alright! Since you say you're human, why didn't you come back sooner? You made me worry for so long. Do you know how heartbroken I've been these past few days? Leaving me all alone on this deserted island... You're such a heartless bastard!"
As she spoke, Han Shilan's eyes welled up with tears, and she kept pounding her small hands on Yang Feng's chest, trying to vent all the dissatisfaction in her heart.
"I...I had no choice. Actually, after I fell into the swamp, I discovered there was a very large space below! But I couldn't get out until I found that dark purple wolf..."
At this point, Yang Feng suddenly realized where the little wolf was now, and that he was planning to roast rabbit meat for it.
"Never mind, as long as you're alright." Han Shilan sighed softly, hugged Yang Feng tightly, and said gently.
"Hmm... tell me how you've been these past few days, and how this wooden house was built... I'm amazed, my wife is so amazing."
Yang Feng gently patted Han Shilan's head with one hand and teased her.
"Tch, you're only just realizing how capable I am... Actually, all of this is thanks to those three things you gave me. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have survived even a day..."
Han Shilan smiled proudly and began to speak.
Just then, the soft, delicate voice of starlight suddenly echoed in Yang Feng's mind, instantly stunning him.
"Yang Feng! I'm reminding you, don't forget to complete the mission. You've now completed your first mission and are moving on to the second part of the chain mission, which is to subdue one of the assassins on this island!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng naturally understood that it was simply a matter of subduing an assassin on the island; that was easy enough.
The main question is, why did so many assassins appear on this originally uninhabited island?
Then Han Shilan told him, and he immediately knew...
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 382 The Temptation of Grilled Fish
"I see. You said they all jumped from the plane, and you even saw them killing each other. Could it be that they were on some kind of survival mission?"
Yang Feng raised an eyebrow slightly and spoke.
"I don't know, but they all looked like female assassins from movies. They were kind of cool, but too cold and ruthless. As soon as they saw me, they were ready to attack me. Luckily, I had this air pistol you gave me."
As she spoke, Han Shilan took the air pistol from the wooden chair, pressed it against Yang Feng's chest, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.
"What are you doing? Pointing a gun at me, I'm scared..." Yang Feng's lips twitched slightly, and the smile on his face froze.
"Oh? Is that so... then where are your hands?" Han Shilan rolled her eyes in annoyance and said coquettishly.
Yang Feng turned his gaze to his large hand, quickly withdrew it from her chest, and gave an embarrassed smile.
"Hmph, is it that funny?" Han Shilan said, a hint of helplessness flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"Um……"
The next moment, Yang Feng turned around and pinned her to the banana leaf mat, ready to start his mischief.
"Ah! What are you doing! What do you want to do so early in the morning?" Han Shilan shouted, pounding her hands on Yang Feng's chest.
"Nothing much... just a morning kiss for you, you know? I heard that kissing often can extend your lifespan~"
A smile rippled across Yang Feng's lips as he looked at Han Shilan's delicate face and tender red lips. Without further hesitation, he kissed her directly.
"Hmm..."
After a moment, their lips slowly parted, and a ray of bright sunlight shone into the wooden house, bathing them in its warmth, making it a truly beautiful sight.
"Alright, get up quickly, we still need to eat breakfast. If this continues, it will be afternoon soon." Han Shilan pushed Yang Feng away with both hands, sat up, combed her messy hair, and said.
"Okay, no problem. I'll go prepare breakfast. Wait for me in the room for three minutes." Yang Feng smiled slightly, stood up, and said.
"No need, I've prepared plenty of bananas, enough for breakfast," Han Shilan said, shaking her head slightly.
"You silly girl, do you know you shouldn't eat bananas on an empty stomach in the morning?" Yang Feng squatted down, reached out and pinched Han Shilan's cheek, and said gently.
“I know… but I don’t want to trouble you. Besides, there are so many people outside, I’m afraid you’ll run into danger again. I don’t want to feel lonely again. Now that you’re alive in front of me, I feel like God has given me a chance to cherish you.”
Han Shilan wrapped her arms around Yang Feng's neck, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised affection, and spoke softly.
"Wife... I've found that when you say sweet words, it's absolutely irresistible. I feel like my heart is melting."
Yang Feng felt very warm inside, and with a smug smile on his face, he said, "I'll just go and catch a couple of fish from the stream next to our cabin, that'll be enough for breakfast."