Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

I used to feel that this scene was awkward, but now it feels totally fine.

"If you want to be bullied, please come to me."

"Ha... okay."

Feng Qingyu felt like he had let something slip.

Then her phone rang. As soon as she turned off the Do Not Disturb mode, she found dozens of missed calls from Kal'tsit.

It has been more than two hours since she sneaked out of the camp. Kal'tsit's conversation with Yaye should not be that long. She may be severely ridiculed next.

"broken."

She couldn't help but answer Kal'tsit's call, so she immediately slid to the answering position.

"Dr. Kal'tsit... Good evening. I, I... I'm out for a walk. I'll be back soon. Wait for me. I'll buy you a midnight snack on the way. Don't be angry. You're old, don't get angry and hurt yourself. No... No, I mean you should take care of yourself. I don't mean to despise you because you're old. You're still strong and healthy. No, you're full of energy..."

On the other end of the phone, Kal'tsit didn't curse or scold, but she was really angry. Feng Qingyu's apology and consolation were of no avail. Kal'tsit just said "come back soon" and hung up.

The King of Advancement was stunned as he listened nearby.

Dr. Kal'tsit had 100% of the initiative. Feng Qingyu, who was such a free and easy-going person, was like a child who had made a mistake in front of her and was suppressed completely.

As expected, he is the manager of Rhodes Island's medical department.

After Feng Qingyu finished talking on the phone, the King of Advance approached her and apologized. The three words she said the most tonight were thank you, sorry and sorry. She said a lot but she had to say it, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable.

"Ms. Kuroba, I'm sorry for keeping you company."

"Don't apologize to me. You must take medicine when you go back. I'm leaving now. Let's contact each other later. I'll give you my social media account too."

Feng Qingyu wrote a string of characters consisting of letters and numbers on the palm of the King of Advancement.

"My ID number, you can add it by searching directly. Bye."

Her figure disappeared into the night and left in a hurry.

The time spent walking was very fulfilling, and nothing I experienced was not exciting or irritating. Not only did I get important evidence of the arms deal, but I also helped the King of Advance with his hands... and she even kissed me forcefully just now.

What a fulfilling and eventful night! Next, I have to accept Kai's instructions.

She hurried back to the camp and bought a large pizza for several people. She remembered that Kal'tsit had mentioned that she wanted to eat pizza. Seeing something she wanted to eat should divert some of her attention.

The camp was quite lively, not only was Kal'tsit there, but there were also a few familiar faces. They sat around the fire, roasting food, with some Dosorais wine piled at their feet.

"Is everyone here?"

Feng Qingyu was about to join in with her pizza in hand, but she found that everyone was looking at her with very strange eyes.

"Ms. Feng Qingyu, what happened to your lips?"

Froststar pointed to the right side of her lower lip. Then she noticed another place.

"And your hair and clothes are messy. Also, there's golden hair on your shoulders. So, are you cheating with someone?"

The group of women sitting on the ground all looked unhappy. If you look closely, you can see that they have all wrestled with me before.

"No, let me explain."

Eighty-six Dangers

"Hei Yu, I smell the scent of another woman on you. It's a strong, passionate scent, and it seems to come from a very wild woman."

A Zarak with crimson hair came out from a strange place. Looking down, her hands were just supporting Feng Qingyu's knees, and her face was also between the two knees.

"Li... Can you show up in a normal place next time? It's really easy to be misunderstood this way."

Feng Qingyu lifted his legs and walked around her, then put the pizza in his hand on the table.

"It's not what you think. I went out for a walk and ran into Miss Aslan from this morning. She thought I was dead and was paying tribute to me at the beach. Then we... witnessed an illegal arms deal together. I helped her with her hands... No, I helped her solve a problem, and then she..."

Under the gaze of everyone, she became more and more incoherent.

"Then you went back to the hotel with her and did that kind of thing all night, and only now did you remember to come back."

Sartel walked out of the tent, holding a row of disposable plastic cups in his hand, and did not forget to add instructions.

That's not what she said.

The imaginations of these people are like unbridled wild horses, not controlled by their brains, and they can think of anything bizarre.

"You didn't do that on the beach, did you? You have a few mosquito bites on your body, including on your neck and feet. I remember you like the outdoors and often watch movies with outdoor picnics."

Javier stared at Feng Qingyu's face with a gloating expression.

All these signs made it impossible for Feng Qingyu to defend herself, so she simply shut up and waited for these guys to make up their own stories. She was also very curious about how outrageous the stories they could make up.

There is no point in explaining; one mouth cannot defeat a group of people.

Just then, Kal'tsit came back from a walk on the beach, and everyone fell silent except for the crackling sound of burning wood.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

"..."

No one knew how to respond to Kal'tsit, and only Feng Qingyu dared to be the first warrior.

"Just talking about the Grand Prix the day after tomorrow, nothing more."

Kal'tsit didn't ask about the content of the conversation. During the holidays, the operators were free to talk about whatever they wanted, and she never interfered with them.

Except for Feng Qingyu, her current situation is special.

"Hei Yu, come with me."

"now?"

"Ah."

"All right……"

Under everyone's gaze, Feng Qingyu followed Kal'tsit to another beach. Kal'tsit liked to talk alone, and every time she would say "Come with me", Feng Qingyu was used to it.

"You can hit me or scold me as you like, but please be gentle. My waist is getting worse day by day."

She found a place to sit down and massaged her lower back with her hands.

Kal'tsit was relatively restrained, so her waist didn't hurt that much. If it were someone like Gavial or Anaconda, I would definitely not be able to walk steadily the next day.

"I don't mean to blame you, Kuroba. I am concerned about your personal safety as the manager of the Rhodes Island Medical Department. You can't let your temper run wild. You are an adult, almost thirty years old. Don't act like a child like Louisa."

She was anxious. Feng Qingyu could see that she was anxious. While she was anxious, she controlled her temper, never yelling loudly, and always speaking softly.

The most notable characteristic of Kal'tsit is that she does not show her emotions on her face.

"I'm sorry... I'm so bored today. I thought you and Yaye would chat for a long time, and it wouldn't be a good idea to stay alone, so I decided to go out and play."

"We only talked for half an hour. Hei Yu, you can't wait for half an hour?"

"How do I know how long you guys have been talking..."

"Ok."

"I got a lot out of this trip. I recorded evidence of the arms deal. With this, Rhodes Island can help investigate the smuggling case and bring those guys to justice. Rhodes Island's office will be settled."

"Too dangerous."

Kal'tsit resisted the urge to punch Feng Qingyu.

"I think you should know who the arms smugglers are. They are desperate criminals who carry dangerous weapons and are known for their cruelty. Bolivar is constantly at war, and anyone could be a soldier. If you run into such a person head-on and he knows Originium skills, you're dead."

"It's not as exaggerated as you said."

"Have."

"You are exaggerating."

"That's not an exaggeration. I've dealt with arms dealers in Ursus, don't you think? Haven't you always been curious about how I got that scar on my thigh? I'm telling you now, it was done by arms dealers. They knew I might be harmful to them, so they stabbed my aorta."

Kal'tsit lifted up the leg of her shorts and could see a very faint scar at the base of her thigh. It had almost disappeared and was difficult to notice without careful observation.

"A ruptured aorta is very dangerous. Excessive blood loss can lead to death. You would never imagine that they forced a child to walk around my feet and asked me to help her tear open the biscuit packaging. At that moment, I was stabbed."

"Ah this..."

Feng Qingyu certainly knew the seriousness of what Kal'tsit said. In order not to make her worry, he pretended to be relaxed, but now it seemed useless.

She saw the hesitation in Kal'tsit's eyes, which were always calm. It was very rare for an old woman to worry about someone like this.

"I know...I'm sorry. I promise I won't do that again."

Feng Qingyu raised his right hand, pointed his fingertips to the sky, and promised solemnly that he would not make the same mistake again. It sounded formal but not very convincing.

"I don't believe a single word or punctuation mark of what you said. Every time you promised not to put yourself in danger, you would forget your promise in the end. I'm really worried that you will get into trouble one day and no one will be there to support you in time."

Seeing that the topic was about to involve something unlucky, Feng Qingyu thought about changing the topic quickly, so he grabbed one of Kal'tsit's hands and rubbed the smooth back of her hand with the tip of his thumb.

The hands of a beautiful woman who is over 200 years old are as soft and smooth as those of a 20-year-old girl.

"Will I sleep with you tonight? I definitely can't go back to the hotel. There are surveillance cameras and there may be drones nearby."

But when I thought of Yaye's attitude this afternoon, I became timid again. The painful experience of falling off the bed was still vivid in my mind.

"No, I'd better sleep alone. I'm worried that your beloved apprentice will show up and chop off my entire tail and throw it into the sea to feed the fish. It won't even be possible to sew it back together. For everyone's happiness, I have to protect myself well."

Kal'tsit first sighed, then considered her words.

"Luisa... our conversation tonight didn't go smoothly. The girl is very stubborn and said she doesn't want to talk to me recently. She thinks it's inappropriate for me to have that kind of relationship with you. You two should avoid contact for the time being. I'm worried that she won't be able to resist and take action."

This sentence sounded the alarm for Feng Qingyu.

Eighty-seven Opening

Time flies and it is the opening day of the Grand Prix. Feng Qingyu's "accidental death" did not dampen the enthusiasm of the audience. They didn't care about the life and death of the contestants at all, they only cared about whether they could see interesting content of the competition.

"It's a pity that today's competition lacks an excellent contestant, but there are still many contestants who can bring wonderful performances to the audience. Please wait and see..."

On the screen, the host read out a bunch of meaningless lines in a self-proclaimed passionate and generous manner. Feng Qingyu had already understood the rules of the competition, which were to search for red gold in a residential area.

There are a total of twenty pieces of red gold. As long as you can find at least one piece of red gold and hand it over to the staff in the work area, you can advance.

It sounds simple, but red gold is not that easy to get. There is only a limited amount of it, and there are dozens of teams trying to grab it. Every team doesn't want to be eliminated, so there will inevitably be a fight.

Everyone in the team is very skilled, so Feng Qingyu is not worried about losing at all.

"It's a pity that I can't compete with them. I think this kind of competition where there is not much risk to life is quite exciting."

Feng Qingyu had always wanted to try his skills, but now he had no chance.

"Come on, with your mediocre skills, you are an expert at falling down on flat ground. I'm worried that if you fall down from the building, you will have to stay in the hospital for several months."

An emotionless red-haired Sarkaz floated by with a large bucket of ice cream.

"You've been saying things with a lot of sarcasm lately, Ms. Sulter. Have I offended you in any way? I gave you plenty of ice cream, and I went shopping with you last night. I don't think I've done anything to let you down."

She asked herself that she was fair and just to all the girls, without favoring any one of them, and tried her best to meet their demands.

She never refused any request, whether it was material or physical.

Surtel scooped up a big spoonful of ice cream and stuffed it into Feng Qingyu's mouth, making her cheeks numb from the cold.

"We haven't had sex in three weeks."

"I knew it was because of this. But you can't blame me. I had my period the first week, you had your period the second week, and I had things to do the third week, and you also had to train with Instructor Doberman. Our schedules didn't match up."

"We are all idle now."

Suddenly, Feng Qingyu jumped up from the recliner.

"No, you should be in the stadium right now, right? Our Rhodes Island team should have qualified."

It was unusual to see Surtel in the camp. She participated in the competition with Nian, Gavial, and Lin Guang, and performed well. Why didn't she go to the Red Gold Arena now?

"Well... we were judged to have violated the rules and were disqualified from the competition. The host of that competition was a female hooligan who openly flirted with a few of us and said that if we all slept together, we could make tens of thousands of dollars a night. She was beaten into the hospital by Jiaweier and Nian. I heard that she had broken bones. If I take action, she might have to go to the ICU."

After hearing this, Feng Qingyu wanted to say that the supporter deserved it. She couldn't tease anyone else, but she had to tease one of the best fighters in Rhodes Island. It was a blessing that she didn't get beaten to death.

"Luckily you didn't do anything. It's not worth it to cause yourself trouble for this kind of rubbish. I'll treat you to some fruit shaved ice tonight to calm your nerves."

Sulter's interest in shaved ice was secondary. She was more interested in the Yan country-style seaweed rolls.

"I want this."

She grabbed a thin but powerful black dragon tail. The owner of the dragon tail was relatively weak, and the only thing that could play a role was the tail.