Chapter 942: The Cat's Revenge 42
G feels like he's going crazy, but he can't go crazy, once he goes crazy, he will really be given up by the family.
Now he wished that his brothers and sisters were all on a plane, and then the plane crashed, and they all fell to their deaths. In this way, all the property is his, otherwise even if he doesn't have an accident, the foundation will divide the fixed monthly living expenses equally.
If they all die, then Chairman G will make up a reason, saying that he is an illegitimate child or something, and after doing a paternity test, he can get a new identity, and he can return to his previous life as a conglomerate son.
But now he had nothing but lying like a forgotten salted fish, dreaming sweetly.
Already trying to escape, fleeing to the Big Island. Make a flight to leave here, even without the money of the G consortium, with his ability, he should be able to start again in other countries. It's better than being imprisoned here and gradually forgotten.
But the locals who hired to look at the house didn't expect people to be stupid, but they could find him every time. Hiding in a small boat, stealing boats and rowing by himself, he now sits in a large wooden basin in the middle of the night, rowing with a homemade oar.
This large basin is used by the locals for bathing, and there is no bathtub in the area, so in addition to direct water flushing, they will also bathe in a wooden tub. Although there is a bathtub on his island, there is such a place, which is also convenient for washing and washing. He looked at it quite thick, and secretly got up in the middle of the night, moved to the sea to try, and carried him up to float, and immediately pulled a branch as an oar and rowed away.
But another double thorn was discovered.
When the boat with the diesel engine drove "suddenly", he wanted to die. Why is it so hard to escape? Knowing this, he should have run away before he "died", and the security guards watching him at that time might have scared him or bribed him with some money, and maybe he could escape.
He was pulled down from the boat with a bucket, and the boat sailed back to the island "abruptly".
"Let go of me, you bastards......" G angrily cursed at all the swear words he knew, only to be met with grins from the four swarthy natives.
All they could answer was, "I don't know English." β
With such a unified caliber, the ghost believes that they don't understand. Even if you don't understand it, looking at him, he still wants to leave the island, but he is still caught back.
He was thrown on the soft sand, and the barrel was naturally taken away by the boats on the outlying islands, who were supposed to send someone to report to the big island. I don't know if it's to report to Chairman G, or which brother or sister or their mother. You can imagine the schadenfreude, sarcasm, or smug smiles on their faces.
Lying on the beach, he was so angry that he clenched his fists and smashed them hard. If you push harder, the soft sand will dissolve all his strength. Just like the four hired locals, let all his efforts be like punching his fist on the beach.
The only way to leave the island is to swim over, two kilometers of road, not too far, practice for a year and a half, relying on young physical strength, to find a good day, should be able to do. But the problem is that there are sharks in this area, there are not many sharks, there are many fish here, and they are not very aggressive, but in the end, who wants to gamble with their lives?
His fingers were sunk into the gravel, clenched tightly, his head buried in his elbows, desperate to cry. Is freedom just so out of reach? This is no different from going to prison, this is also a prison, but he is the only one in prison!
A soft voice blows along the cool sea breeze at night: "Do you want to leave this island?" β
G raised her head suddenly, and a young girl in a rose-gray evening dress did not know when she appeared not far away, the long skirt fluttered with the night breeze, just like a fairy who had just come ashore from the sea.
"Who are you?" G immediately stood up, he had been on the island for almost three months, no one had spoken to him, and he was going crazy.
"Do you want to get out of here?" The girl asked again.
"Of course!" G looked left and right, where did this woman come from, I had never seen it before.
"If you're willing to pay a small price to get out of here, are you willing?"
"Yes, but it depends on what the price." G is thinking, from ancient times to the present, especially seafarers, there is a kind of kraken in the sea, which is seductive, and drowns people after being introduced into the sea. There is also a kind of beautiful singing, such as mermaids.
With a wave of the other party's hand, a piece of paper flew towards him: "Look clearly, sign it, and you can leave here." β
The paper was about to fly to his face, and G subconsciously grabbed it and looked at it through the moonlight.
"A year of life in exchange for leaving here, to a country where cats kill and abuse at will" above the clause, jumped into his eyes.
"Can cats be killed or tortured at will?" G questioned suspiciously.
"Some countries are overrun with animals, while others have no laws. Take a look at the supplementary terms later, if you are not satisfied with the place you go, you can change to the place where you originally lived after a month. Xining smiled, knowing that G had a lot of eyes and wilted and wilted, and the after-sales service was thought out for him, so that he had no worries.
"I helped you choose the office of the editor-in-chief of the Global Times, and ensured that the editor-in-chief was also there at that time, so that you didn't have to make an appointment through an assistant. It is in the same city as the headquarters of Group G, close to Group G. β
"As for how you can recover your identity, face the public, and return to the G consortium to take back everything that belongs to you, it is your own business, and this contract does not include these."
G looked up and down a few more times: "Buy with life, that is, I will lose a year of life?" Who are you? β
Xining smiled: "My name is Xining, I am a god, a god who gives people hope and peace. β
G, of course, did not believe: "Isn't God supposed to redeem the world?" β
"Really?" Xining smiled: "As far as I know, there is no god in this world who saves the world without compensation, you know which, just go and ask him." β
Cut, do you still want to be saved? Even if you get paid, you don't care.
Stupid human beings are really naΓ―ve if they only want to be redeemed by burning some incense, kowtowing a few times, and sincerely repenting. Of course, this kind of thing, the Oss gods have done a lot in ancient times, and they agreed to it as soon as their ears were soft, but now they are not so easy to deal with.
For example, even if the queen of heaven is given more faith power, the queen of heaven will not help the junior to win the throne.
Even if he really moved the gods at that time, but afterwards he still went his own way and did a lot of evil, and the gods would definitely not bless him, but he might have reminded the gods who were busy with business, and focused on cracking down on it and doing the right thing for heaven.
The atheist G asked suspiciously, "Are you really a god?" But the other party didn't answer, as if everything that should be said was said, and he waited there.
G thinks that he is trying to get more, which is also what the family taught him, since he has what the other party needs, then he can bargain: "What if I am in front of the editor-in-chief, the other party does not recognize me and thinks I am a liar?" β
With a wave of his finger, the clause reads, "The editor-in-chief of the Global Times approves and is willing to publish an article on the front page of the resurrection, but the additional service of one more year of life must be added."
She smiled, "Don't hesitate to ask for anything." β
Anything can be mentioned, but all of them need to be exchanged for their lives, mention, mention, albeit mention!