"Yes...I'm sorry." Shirley covered her face and said with tears in her eyes.

"Start! If there is any mistake in the action, don't blame me for killing you on the spot!"

Chen An snorted coldly and walked towards the predetermined ambush place with great strides.

Shirley wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her expression returned to normal, and at the same time, she held the assault rifle tightly in her hand and followed Chen An from behind.

As the final winner of the South Island, the goal is by no means a simple character. In fact, the goal is not only agile and accurate marksmanship, but also has a cunning head.

In the two-on-one battle, Chen An and Shirley have an absolute advantage. Whether it is geographical advantage, number of people or individual strength, Chen An alone has the ability to crush the target. But who knew that the battle was from noon to evening, and even Shirley was injured. In the end, he blocked the target in a dead alley. Chen An lost three grenades in a row and completely killed the opponent.

Bang--

Unexpectedly, when Chen Anzhi walked out of the alley with great pride, a bullet hit his chest directly, and a large ball of blood burst out.

He looked down at his chest with blood in disbelief. Another gunshot sounded, and Chen An fell to the ground with a bang.

"I won!"

In the window of a house in the distance, Shirley slowly lowered the gun in her hand with a look of indifference.

She left the room, walked up to the rooftop and shouted to the sky.

"I won! I am the last one to survive. I know you can hear my voice and fulfill your promise to save me and leave!"

...

"Heads! This Bichi actually won! My three-month salary! Damn target No. 0! Why didn't you kill her in advance!"

Shirley's victory makes life look full of things behind the screen, some are crazy, some are dull, and some are gloating.

"Tsk tsk, I've guessed this result a long time ago. When target No. 0 is taking in No. 92, this ending may be destined. I don't know how many men in this world end up falling into the hands of women. It seems that target No. 0 is no exception."

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Is the target No. 0 really dead? I need to confirm it again!"

"If you want to see it, just look. The target in the surveillance camera has no sign of life. Look, your breathing has stopped."

"What a pity, it seems we can't enjoy Forres' celebration champagne."

"Stop talking, look at Forres is about to collapse... I heard that he is not suppressing his salary for three months, but putting his savings on No. 0."

"No way? Playing so big? But he..."

"Oh, I guess his wife will divorce him after she goes back."

"What are you learning? You actually learn the bosses who bet heavily. They can earn back tens of millions of dollars at any time, but what about us? Losing means losing everything."

"Haha, the bosses are probably making a big fuss now than we do."

"Haha, I believe there must be some people who can't afford to lose and shout at the shady scene."

"This is impossible. Who would have thought that the goal No. 92 would win? I remember that her odds seemed to be 1:176. If someone suppressed her, she would make a fortune immediately!"

"What do the senior management plan to deal with Target No. 92 next?"

"I'll check... the frigate four hundred nautical miles away from the island has sent a helicopter to pick her up."

"The superior really wants to save her?"

"Who knows..."

...

After confirming that there were no signs of life on the island except Shirley, the organizer sent someone to pick him up. The one who picked up Shirley was a military helicopter, and a team of eighteen special operations teams were arranged on the plane to prevent the target from overreacting during the response.

Shirley waited on the rooftop for a long time, and the sky became completely dark, but she was still persistently waiting for the arrival of the reception staff. Finally, when she saw a dazzling light in the distant night sky, she became uncontrollably excited.

"Here! Come! Finally!"

She was like a person who had been stranded on the isolated island in a shipwreck, and after seeing the hope of rescue, she kept jumping and waving her hands desperately in the direction of the light.

The rooftop is large enough to accommodate helicopter docking.

The waiting was long and painful. The helicopter gradually hovered over the rooftop and began to land. Before the plane landed, the hatch door suddenly opened and soldiers suddenly jumped out of it.

As the helicopter landed, Shirley kept retreating. When she saw someone coming out of the unbuttoned cabin, she suddenly turned around and ran into the corridor of the rooftop.

Bang--

A gunshot that shook the sky rang out.
Chapter completed!