At this moment, Gu Qiqi was listening to Uncle Yun’s explanation. She looked up at the helicopter not far away and didn’t pay attention to what Second Witch was doing.

“Iron Blooded Mercenary? Are they very powerful?” Gu Qiqi was very curious about this title.

“Quite impressive.” Uncle Yun nodded. “This is an organization with irregular members. Those who can enter this organization are definitely famous figures on the assassin rankings of various countries. Moreover, the price of a mission is quite shocking. Ordinary small countries can’t afford to hire them.”

Uncle Yun spread out his ten fingers and compared them.

“A hundred thousand?” Lisa asked curiously.

Uncle Yun shook his head.

“A million?” Lisa clucked her tongue.

Uncle Yun still shook his head.

“Could it be … ten million?” Lisa was already stunned.

Uncle Yun still shook his head.

“It’s not hundreds of millions, is it?” Lisa was too tired to guess.

Uncle Yun smiled but said nothing. “Poverty limits our imagination. The world of the rich is more than we can guess.”

Gu Qiqi sighed. “It seems that the Great Pharmacist Guild is very strong. It’s just a gathering competition, but they have to hire mercenaries to oversee it.”

Liza asked innocently, “This Great Pharmacist Guild is quite charitable, getting soldiers to protect us.”

Uncle Yun sneered. “Hehe, then you’re thinking too much. We’ve already signed a life and death contract. Whether we live or die, we’re responsible for it. The Great Pharmacist Guild doesn’t care about anything. They hired mercenaries to maintain order and monitor us. Once we touch something that shouldn’t be touched on the Ghost Island, we’ll probably be wiped out and have our heads blown off by the mercenaries’ guns.”

Lisa shuddered, losing her grip on the herbs. “I—we won’t be killed by mercenaries for picking herbs, will we? I—oh dear, why do I see a mercenary flying toward us with a parachute!? Are they here to kill me???”

Her hand trembled, and all the herbs she had just mashed spilled on the ground.

Second Witch, who had been silent all this time, smiled evilly. Great, the herbs are useless too. When the pretty boy is bitten by the insects later, he won’t have any medicine either. He’ll faint from the pain…?

Hehe, the pretty boy’s death was just around the corner.

Oh dear, he hadn’t expected victory to be so easy.

However, a corner of his heart suddenly twitched for some reason. He was a little worried that this pretty boy would be poisoned to death by the insects.

At the thought that Gu Qiqi’s fair and cold face had turned purple, black, and ugly because of the poison, a hint of pity flashed across Second Witch’s heart…

He shook his head in disgust.

Damn, why did he pity a pretty boy who was fighting with him for a woman? He was really crazy.

He grabbed his hair in frustration. He made up his mind and stared at those little bugs. They squirmed and climbed onto Gu Qiqi’s short boots…

Climb! Hurry up!

It crawled into his pants!

Gu Qiqi sensed something amiss.

The little dirty turtle lay on her chest. “Master, I smell that disgusting smell of insects. Did someone step on a wormhole again? That Tuesday was too naive. He’s not good at dealing with insects!”

Gu Qiqi frowned. Just as she was about to turn around to look, a gust of wind blew the leaves over. A helicopter was hanging above their heads, and a paratrooper was really descending!

The man in the camouflage uniform was burly and suave. He wore a gas mask and was dressed in professional mercenary gear. He was simply handsome.

As the man approached, Gu Qiqi widened her eyes.

He, he, he, he was—!