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Earth, Bermuda Triangle.

An East Atlantic triangle formed by Bermuda, Miami, and San Juan, Puerto Rico, each side is about 2,000 kilometers long.

Since mankind entered the age of great voyages, supernatural phenomena that cannot be explained by human beings using existing scientific and technological means or normal thinking logic and reasoning methods have often occurred in this sea area.

The level of human science and technology during the Age of Discovery was very low-end from a modern perspective, and it is not surprising that some abnormal phenomena could not be explained. But until modern times, in 2014, no one can explain the extraordinary phenomena that happened in the Bermuda Triangle area.

Of course, the premise is to use scientific and well-founded explanations, rather than speculative explanations, or to explain with some mysticism.

The human world has never been short of adventurers. For the mysterious and unusual Bermuda Triangle area, many humans who like to explore have always regarded it as a resort. Five years ago, Wen Ming first met Downers, one of his most important subordinates, in Bermuda. triangular area.

At that time, Downers was still the highest-level technical engineer at Microsoft. Because he met Wen Ming, an expedition team he formed in the Bermuda Triangle area chose to return.

Later, because Wen Ming changed the world more and more, Downers became the general technical consultant of Wen Ming's umbrella company and Apple, so he naturally had no time to go on any more adventures.

But there is one less Downers, and there are thousands of Downers.

Mark Kennett stood by the railing on the deck of a yacht, looking at the endless sea around him, completely unable to understand the group of rich young people who were carnivaling behind him, or what they called the rich second generation. What do you think.

Yachting, young models, and female stars of the third and fourth tiers in Hollywood, equipped with a bottle of wine that ordinary white-collar workers can't afford a month's salary, this kind of life is so desirable.

However, if all of this is located in the mysterious 100-meter triangle waters, would it still be enviable?

"Perhaps, they feel that playing without, covering, and covering games is not exciting enough. It is more exciting to play these in a dangerous environment."

Mark is a native of China, and his experience is very similar to that of the superhero Wen Ming, who is well-known to everyone on Earth. He arrived in the United States as a teenager, and then settled down.

It's not right to say that he settled down, because his profession is a bounty hunter, and he has never stayed in a city for a month after he became an adult. In the U.S,

A bounty hunter is indeed a profession. It can catch officially wanted criminals in exchange for bounties, and it can also accept private bounty missions. As for whether the latter is illegal?

If you don't get caught breaking the law, it's not breaking the law.

This time, Mark wanted to relax, so he chose an escort mission. Because he is very famous in the circle of bounty hunters in the United States, and has even spread to other countries, he received a very "leisurely" mission with a high employment fee, which made many colleagues envy.

Escort several rich second-generation Americans and their group of "friends of the opposite sex" to explore the Bermuda area.

But after the yacht set off from Miami and traveled hundreds of kilometers, he regretted it.

It's not because he has deep-sea phobia, but because he really can't stand the 'expedition plan' of these rich second generations.

On a large yacht, apart from the crew, the remaining rich second generations hold bikini parties on the second deck every day, because the second deck is equipped with a swimming pool. In the past two days, perhaps because they were far away from the human world, there were no bikinis at the party on the second deck.

What makes Mark even more incomprehensible is that many of the male crew members participated in it, and several rich second generations even expressed their welcome.

"Can you sail the boat well?"

Mark is actually not worried that something will happen to the yacht. Although the autopilot technology is not yet mature, what problems can there be in this kind of sea without any obstacles within a radius of a hundred miles?

He wasn't unhappy because he didn't participate in the party. In fact, besides Mark, the bounty hunter, there were several rich second-generation bodyguards on the yacht. Those people could participate, let alone him?

He did receive an invitation, and someone gave him a farewell hug. Regarding his identity as a bounty hunter and the legendary missions that the rich second generations told about him, those girls who don't like to wear clothes are naturally very interesting .

Perhaps, the reason why those rich second generations hired him at a high price was because his status could increase the conversation, rather than needing his protection.

It's just that, as a Chinese, Mark really can't understand this kind of messy "social" activities, and he can't accept a girl who just came out of other people's room and is about to come to his own room.

"If you kill me in the future, I won't accept such a mission again." Mark stood on the top deck, with a helicopter parked behind him, and glanced at the 'chaotic' scene by the swimming pool on the lower deck, Feeling stinging eyes, he added another sentence in his heart: "Unless, the commission is doubled, no, it must be tripled at least."

Taking a deep breath of the very fishy air, well, the fishy air is because of the sea water...

Mark put on the earphones. Although the sound quality of the iPhone 4 produced by Apple is not good, it is a product launched by his hometown company after all, so he still needs to support it. In fact, Mark didn't know that the fourth-generation iPhone in his hand was called iPhone 8 in another world.

"Namo, Holatana, Duolayeye. Nanmo, Ahlaye, Polukadi, Shuobalaya. Bodhisatva. Mahasattva. Maha..."

After being heard by the people on the deck below, the sound of music that instantly lost all interest rang in Mark's ears. This is his favorite...music?

His version of the "Great Compassion Mantra" is not something that can be found on the Internet, but a version that he personally found an eminent monk to recite when he went back to China to do a mission a few years ago. The reason why he has this hobby has something to do with the fact that he has killed many people on several missions.

Mark doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but it's strange that he can always feel 'resentment' after killing someone. This feeling is a bit vague, but it will affect his life. After hearing the Great Compassion Mantra once, he found that the vague resentment suddenly disappeared, and he has had this habit ever since.

Speaking of it, Mark has always felt that if his life is a movie, then he must be the protagonist, because he has a special ability.

Anticipate danger.

Very vague predictive ability, just like ordinary people worry about failure before doing something. The difference is that as long as he has this kind of worry, the consequences will often be the same as what he worried about.

If Mark knew Mrs. M from MI6, he would no longer think of himself as the protagonist, because Mrs. M seems to have this ability too, and how could the protagonist's ability be the same as others?

The Great Compassion Mantra chanted by the eminent monk was repeated in Mark's ear. His uneasiness caused by seeing those unacceptable pictures, or the disappointment that he was unwilling to participate in it, slowly disappeared.

It was at this time that Mark suddenly felt a very strong sense of crisis, an unprecedented sense of crisis.

This is a feeling that has never appeared before, because he doesn't want to do anything now, he doesn't want to buy a lottery ticket, so naturally he doesn't need to worry about not winning the lottery.

Cold sweat instantly appeared on Mark's forehead. He pulled off the earphones and rushed directly to the cab of the yacht. During this process, no one paid attention to his inexplicable reason, because those people had a good time.

There was no one in the cab, and Mark looked at the radar system. He didn’t find any obstacles, and there were no sharks around, or a whale signal that could overturn the yacht. The course was normal, heading for the center of the Bermuda Triangle.

"There's no tornado either?"

The normal picture made Mark even more panicked.

"Is there an unknown danger ahead? Will we encounter mysterious events in Bermuda?"

With this idea in mind, Mark started to operate regardless, and began to control the yacht to return.

After this action, his sense of crisis suddenly dropped a lot.

However, even if the crew had a good time, they could still feel that the yacht was sailing abnormally. The captain soon came to the wheelhouse to argue with Mark. Those rich second generations also ran over when they heard the news. To Mark's surprise, those rich second generations actually supported his decision.

In fact, those rich second generations wanted to go back a long time ago, but they boasted about Haikou in the circle of friends, so it's not good to return like this. Now, with Mark, a well-known bounty hunter, being blamed, they naturally returned willingly.

As the yacht got closer and closer to the coast of Miami, from more than 300 kilometers to more than 200 kilometers, Mark's sense of crisis became smaller and smaller.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and listened to the Great Compassion Mantra again, his sense of crisis suddenly increased.

At the same time, thick clouds are gathering in the direction of the central area of ​​the Bermuda Triangle in the distance.

"storm?"

Everyone who saw this scene was suddenly amazed by Mark, and they all admired and asked questions. They wanted to know how Mark knew the weather conditions that were not predicted by the weather forecast.

But Mark was in no mood to answer, because his heart was beating like a drum.

"Return at full speed, full speed!"

Mark's call was not responded to, and the captain looked at Mark with disdain and said, "At our distance, the storm will not affect us at all."

The rich second generation also became interested and said, "It must be very exciting to observe the storm at sea from this distance. Go and get the camera. I'm going to the deck to shoot a video and upload it to my Facebook."

What the captain said made sense, and Mark understood it, but he believed in his sense of crisis more.

"I don't want to die here with you."

Having made a decision, Mark directly snatched the control and drove the yacht back at full speed, but the crew and rich second-generation bodyguards were naturally unhappy, and the 1-on-10 battle ended with Mark's complete victory.

But Mark, who was so good at fighting, suddenly became discouraged, because he only had one gun, while the opponent had 6 guns.

"Can I use a gun?"

Listening to the Great Compassion Mantra that was still in the loop, Mark shrugged his shoulders after hitting ten people with ease. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the Great Compassion Mantra seemed to have a bad luck effect?

The bodyguards of the rich second generation were very angry. Two of them put away their guns and rushed forward to bring down Mark.

Mark, who didn't intend to fight back, knew very well that these people really dared to shoot, and no one would avenge himself if he was thrown into the sea, so he was going to be beaten.

It was at this time that a loud noise reached their ears, which sounded like the roar of a wild beast.

One or two people may get it wrong, but not everyone gets it wrong.

Because of this, Mark was not beaten for the time being, but there was only one yell, and the bodyguard who didn't hear any sound after a few minutes was going to continue with the previous plan and beat Mark first.

It was at this time that violent whistling sounds drifted over their heads, one after another.

Looking at the porthole of the cockpit, dozens of white lines appeared in the sky, which were the traces left by fighter jets.

Mark is no stranger to fighter jets, nor are the rich second generations. The bodyguards of the rich second generations are also retired U.S. troops.

So, everyone was dumbfounded.

Mark said loudly: "I said, we are now returning at full speed, do you have any opinions?"

No one answered, but those rich second generations were eager to try instead. Dozens of fighter jets appeared above this kind of sea area, flying over in such a concentrated manner, arousing their curiosity.

It was at this time that there was a loud roar that was clearer than the previous loud noise, followed by countless violent roars.

A bodyguard of the rich second generation finally came to his senses and said, "Go back, go back, those fighter jets are bombing ahead."

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ps: Yes, the leader Mark Kennett played in friendship.