The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1328 On the Helicopter

On the way, the biting wind rushed through the cracked helicopter window, causing the other men's hair to flutter slightly, and they slowly recovered from the cold of being stuck in the snow.

There were doctors on the helicopter, but these doctors, like the other mercenaries, were products of the system. To be precise, they were mercenaries with top-notch first aid knowledge.

Well, medical mercenaries are still mercenaries, and their training intensity is about the same. So, these mercenaries, each with a black mesh veil covering their face and wearing camouflage combat uniforms, are tall and strong, looking like a group of ruthless bandits who could smash a car door and window with a single punch.

At this moment, the ruthless bandit, who seemed capable of twisting a person's skull open with his bare hands, was examining the injuries of several other wounded people.

Wang Feiyan looked desperate and tried to struggle, "Hey! Hey! My shoulder is fine—wait! Don't take off my clothes!"

You don't need to take off your clothes to check if anything's wrong! Although he's quite confident in his physique, Tangtang isn't on his plane!

Taking off his clothes in front of a group of love rivals would be such a blow to his prestige!

The mercenary doctor calmly repeated, almost like a machine, "The clothes are too thick; you need to take them off to check the injury."

It's because Wang Feiyan's injury is on his shoulder.

Wang Feiyan fiercely defended her right to wear clothes, vehemently refusing, "Let's talk about it after we land! You don't have any professional equipment here, you can't treat me if I take my clothes off!"

Jiang Ran, having had enough of his brother's embarrassment, finally suppressed a laugh and said, "Yeah, that's right. There's no point in checking now. Let's just wait until we're landed."

So the doctor mercenary stopped what he was doing.

That's why rich people have much stronger mental resilience than ordinary people. When ordinary people are rescued from a life-or-death crisis, they are usually in a daze for a while, and then they are still scared and it takes a long time to recover.

Now that they were sure they were out of danger, the men, including the mercenaries, had the energy to keep an eye on things.

Song Mu rationally asked the mercenary who had been quietly holding his gun and treating everyone else as nothing, "Where are we going next? To the city hospital? Or..."

The mercenary said coldly, "Back to the island."

"Back to the island? What island?"

These people weren't even afraid of dying alongside Tang Tang, so naturally they weren't afraid of being taken to some unknown place. They were quite relaxed, though a little curious.

Sky, who knew more about Tang Tang, glanced smugly at the men and said boastfully, "You guys didn't know this? Are you really that bad woman's lovers? Oh~ you can't just sleep with her and know nothing else? Tsk tsk tsk."

Sky's words, though seemingly unintentional, were undeniably impactful, completely demoralizing the group of men.

Yes, that's right. Tang Tang gave them almost absolute freedom, but that also meant... Tang Tang's current preferences for them were still quite superficial—a liking for their bodies, their faces, and perhaps a little bit about their personalities...

But in reality, there was little further communication.

And so do they.

They knew quite a bit about Tang Tang, but not a lot, though not much.

They knew Tang Tang's preferences, what she didn't like to eat, her favorite songs, and her favorite places...

However, Tang Tang never revealed anything more or deeper to them. In fact, the men could all sense that Tang Tang harbored many secrets.

Some of those secrets are very important, and Tang Tang may never tell them in her lifetime. Other secrets are relatively less important, and perhaps one day in the future, they will be allowed to enter her world.

For example, right now.

For men living in China, Tang Tang is more of a typical young woman in a normal society, like a well-mannered heiress or a rich young lady.

She is lively, cheerful, cunning, intelligent, cute, and sexy, but these are all images of a normal, peaceful society.

Everyone is multifaceted, and men have never truly, directly, or with a sense of awe and shock regarding Tang Tang's identity as the "heir to the Newman family."

What exactly does the identity of the Mafia Godmother mean? The gang battles, shootings, and assassinations that are far removed from Chinese society are finally being revealed to them.

What kind of island is it?

Is it a private island that belongs only to Tang Tang?

Where is that island...? Where will they eventually be taken? Will they finally be allowed to get to know the other side of their beloved girl more deeply?

There was a mix of nervousness and uncertainty among the crowd, but more than anything, there was anticipation and excitement...

……

There were two planes, but the one Tang Tang was on had fewer people.

King sat beside her, his gaze fixed on the snow-capped mountains that were receding into the distance but were still clearly visible.

He said, "Tangtang, those corpses..."

“Something’s strange,” Tang Tang chimed in, her gaze mirroring King’s as she stared at the snow-capped mountain that had buried countless lives. “They couldn’t have died of natural causes.”

Deaths on snow-capped mountains generally occur for only a few reasons.

The most common and unfortunate thing is to lose your footing or slip and fall while climbing a mountain, and die on the spot.

Most of the others die from hypothermia, and those who suffer from hypothermia will later experience the illusion of being hot all over, start taking off their clothes, and then freeze to death naked in the snow in their hallucinations.

The bodies were dressed intact, so they were clearly not suffering from hypothermia.

Another possibility is that they starved to death, but if they did, they would most likely be curled up, not standing...

The clothes on the corpses were intact, and most of them were standing. Some even had a look of shock on their faces, as if they had suddenly died while walking and were frozen into ice sculptures.

This bizarre situation is clearly not normal.

Could it be the Holy Radiance Cult?

W looked listless, a strange blush on his beautiful and delicate face. He exhaled a breath of hot air and approached Tang Tang in a seemingly disheveled and pitiful manner, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

Tang Tang's still-cool skin keenly sensed the burning heat on W's face. She frowned, raised her hand, and touched W's forehead. "You have a fever."

"Hmm...I know," W said, wrapping his arms around Tang Tang's waist without much politeness. His tall and heavy body was completely different from his face. Leaning against Tang Tang, he was both aggressive and, because of his fever, appeared somewhat weak and pitiful.

"Tch, you're just showing off," Ghost scoffed without any politeness, giving W, who was pretending to be weak, a bright eye roll. "Are you running a fever or just being horny? Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd taken some aphrodisiac."

Good guy.

Ghost's attack power is quite strong.

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[I never intended to abandon this story! How could I possibly abandon it?! I want to write this book for the rest of my life!! (crying)]

[The other book is because I had some drafts saved up, but I've run out of drafts for this book, Tangtang (crying). There will be daily updates from now on!]

[Also, I have some good news to share: Tangtang's book might be adapted into a short drama (maybe, it's still uncertain~), but I don't know what the short drama will be like (because the author only has the right to know, I have no power over the script, casting, etc., so I have no idea what it will be like)]

I don't know exactly when the short drama will be released (looking up at the sky)