Ye Dao was an isolated island at the border of Country Z. People preferred to call it a forbidden area.
This was because those who were exiled here were all lonely old people, severely disabled people who could not take care of themselves, and mentally ill people who would harm society.
The things needed for normal life could not be found here.
There were no laws to control it, and there was no moral bottom line.
It was h*ll on Earth.
The sky was dark and stormy, like a shroud of darkness over the island.
Under an old tree, covered in dead branches, a young girl was curled up. She was hugging her knees. Her long hair fell to the ground with her skirt, and there was a gash across her small face.
She sat under the tree, her eyes looking indifferently at the shore.
Some people were crying hysterically.
Some people were throwing rocks at each other.
Some people jumped off the rocks and let the sea swallow them.
Things like this could be seen almost every day.
She had been used to it since her adoptive father threw her here three years ago.
She was the adopted daughter of the Jiang family.
Three years ago, she found out that her adoptive father had adopted her because he had listened to a fortune-teller.
This fortune-teller had read a fortune for Jiang Dingyou, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, who had yet to be born. He said that Jiang Dingyou would be born with a lot of bad luck and illness. When she turned eighteen, she would meet with misfortune and die in a foreign land.
Only by finding someone who was born in the same year, month, and day, and who was also a girl, and transferring the bad luck onto her, would Jiang Dingyou be able to escape this disaster.
And she, Jiang Boyan, was that person.
Ever since she was young, her adoptive father would always give her some strange medicine that caused her to be in constant pain.
When she was eighteen years old, she was even forcibly sent to get engaged to an old man.
She risked her life to resist and stabbed the old man who was in his seventies, but she still could not escape.
Her adoptive father sent people to capture her and send her to Ye Dao.
She had stayed here for three whole years.
She knew that the Jiang family wanted her to die here, but unfortunately, she had not done what they wanted.
Boom! Boom!
The thunderclouds in the sky let out a loud roar, followed by an even more ear-piercing sound.
Jiang Boyan looked up and saw dozens of helicopters coming from the sky above the island.
Was it the army?
Jiang Boyan frowned and crouched at the bottom of the tree.
On the other side, the helicopters had already landed on the shore. The huge commotion instantly attracted the attention of the other people on the island. They rushed forward crazily and surrounded the helicopters.
Even those people who did not have the ability to move dragged their broken legs and crawled towards that direction. From afar, they looked like zombies converging.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Along with a few deafening gunshots, a flock of birds flew into the sky above the forest. The people who had pushed to get to the front now fell down one after another.
Everyone was splashed by their brains and blood. Screams immediately rose as they fell one after the other.
Jiang Boyan narrowed her eyes and looked carefully. She saw a group of men in black getting off the plane. All of them had guns on their waists.
She curled even tighter and pursed her lips.
The country finally could not stand the existence of this island. Was it going to destroy them all?
Would she still fail to esape in the end?
Then what was she living for in these past twenty-one years? Was it just to withstand the disaster in place of Jiang Dingyou?
She was unwilling. How could she be willing?
She wanted to live. She wanted revenge!
"There are few traces. In the restricted area, the strong prey on the weak. The people by the sea are basically the weak who were expelled by the other forces on the island. They are either mentally ill or severely disabled. They won't live long."
As she spoke, a row of men in black took the lead and walked towards her.
Jiang Boyan clenched her fists. There was nowhere to hide. There was no way for her to escape.
The group of men in black were imposing. The black muzzle of the gun seemed to be the voice of death.
She lowered her head and watched a pair of Chelsea boots pass in front of her.
The falling leaves made a crisp sound, then the sound suddenly stopped.
The pointy end of the boots turned toward her.
Jiang Boyan looked up and met the gaze of the owner of the leather shoes.
The overbearing and strong pressure forced her to gasp for breath.
The man's voice, which was as cold as ice, carried a unique nobility, like a strong electric current that spread directly from her ears to her entire spine.
He asked in a deep voice, "Is she also a mental patient?"