Countdown 64:00:00.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong," Qingchen knocked on Yangyang's door: "Have you sobered up? You can see the Mumbai port on the boat. We are ready to pack up and get off the boat."

With a creaking sound, the door opened. Yangyang had just finished taking a shower and put on a sportswear, wiping her hair.

Yangyang asked with a smile: "What hairstyle do I want to see today? You can choose dignified braids, clean and neat braids, and youthful and cute double ponytails... I can do it! If you combed it into braids, I can wear black flat glasses to match your preferences!"

"You're not calming down early this morning... You'd better braid. You might as well say you'll have to fight when it's time," said Qingchen.

"Fight? Are you worried that the whereabouts would be leaked last night?" Yangyang asked, "Next time, don't indulge me like this."

"You don't have to worry about these things. I have already made arrangements for the world itinerary this time," said Qingchen.

"Okay," Yangyang dunked his hair with peace of mind.

At this time, Yang Yang combed his braids, then picked up the revolver that had nothing to do with fate, aimed it at his temple without hesitation, and pulled the trigger.

The sound of the machine rattle sounded, and the sound of gunfire came.

Yangyang shivered all over: "This thing is too evil, is it me unlucky or something? Is it freezing and slowing bullets when I fired? Qingchen, I'm cold."

Qingchen saw Yangyang's movement slow down, and he felt stiff when he walked normally, and his expression was no longer as lively as before.

He wondered: "Is the revolver so powerful? Wouldn't it be that if a shot of the enemy at a critical moment, the opponent will immediately lose his ability to move?"

"It's too hard to walk like this, and when others see it, I feel very strange. Qingchen, carry me," Yangyang said and jumped on Qingchen's back: "That's how you carried me yesterday. I just washed my hair. Does it smell like?"

Qingchen's body stiffened, and the fragrance of shampoo lingered under his nose.

At this time, the voices of other tourists came from outside: "Look, someone is setting off fireworks! How are these fireworks made? They can be so dazzling during the day."

Yangyang: "…"

Qingchen: "...get it down by yourself."

"Okay," Yangyang jumped down and continued to pack his luggage.

Qingchen said heartbrokenly: "It's obviously a fireworks, why do you lie to me as a freezer? Can we be more sincere?"

"Hehehe," Yangyang didn't care: "Let's go, I'll pack it up!"

The Bright Pearl cruise ship docked in Mumbai, India. Qingchen and Yangyang took huge mountaineering bags and disembarked with thousands of climbers on board.

Qingchen's mountaineering bag is particularly large, and even contains his snowboards.

Qingchen asked with a smile: "There are two options available now. One is to take the Prince Express number prepared by Luo Wanya to New Delhi, which is 7 days and 6 nights in total. The other is to take the green train and hang it on the train with the three brothers to New Delhi. It will be within one day. Which one do you choose?"

"One is 7 days, the other is 1 day. According to your original plan, how long will it take to arrive in New Delhi?" Yangyang said: "Don't consider my feelings in the important matters. It is important to do serious matters. I am your guardian. Everything is your priority!"

Qingchen smiled and said, "No matter which one I choose, I have a backup plan."

In my impression, the trains in India are dilapidated and full of people.

But India's Prince Express number is different. It is a tourist line directly from Mumbai to New Delhi. The whole car has 23 cars and the car has the best decoration and service. The whole car has 84 passengers, and the daily room fee is US$2,500.

During this period, the train will stop at various tourist attractions for more than ten hours so that tourists on the train can go to tourist attractions to enjoy.

It's like a walking five-star hotel.

There are similar trains in China, such as the K3 train arriving in Moscow in Beijing, and the ticket is 6,000 yuan and it is hard to get a ticket.

For example, the New Oriental Express in Northern Xinjiang has some tickets as high as 50,000 yuan.

This is the journey that Luo Wanya prepared for Qingchen, and he planned to let the boss go to climb Mount Everest to relax.

However, Yangyang smiled and said, "Since you are here, follow the customs, let's go on the train!"

"Okay," Qingchen responded with a smile.

On this trip, he seemed to have forgotten what he was doing and insisted on having fun with Yangyang until he was happy.

When the two were hanging on the train, the breeze blew on their faces, and the two were shouting excitedly, like two madmen.

The third brother, who was densely packed with car roofs, pointed at the two, as if he was watching two local buns who had never seen the world.

Later, while the three guys on the top of the train were up and down, the two of them even grabbed the front seat of the car.

They sat side by side at the front of the car, and the green train slowly headed north at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

"It would be great if time stopped at this moment," Yangyang said softly.

Qingchen asked: "Have your world... really turned into a force field?"

Yangyang suddenly changed the topic in the car: "Boss Zheng, Boss He is still on Whale Island. Do you have any other backup plan except me this time?"

Qingchen smiled in the wind and said, "Yes."

...

...

In the Prince Express, all the decorations are full of luxury.

The ground is covered with brown-red carpets, and elegant oil paintings are hung on the walls.

The 17th carriage, which originally belonged to Qingchen and Yangyang, seemed to be empty.

When the train started to drive, 13 cars and 19 cars suddenly four people walked out together and approached from both sides to 17 cars.

The four Asian men looked cold and had silently held the sound-silent guns in their hands.

They pretended to be passing by normally, but when they arrived at the door of the 17 carriages, they suddenly shot inside and knocked the carriage door into a sieve!

It was not until the gunfire stopped that someone opened the door to confirm whether the target died.

However, it was empty inside, and there was no figure of Qingchen and Yangyang.

The four people looked at each other, one of them picked up the phone and called out, and said in Korean: "Boss, there is no one in the box, we need new information to track the target."

Someone across the phone said, "I understand, evacuate the next stop and choose the fastest way to go to New Delhi on standby."

"Received," the killer responded.

He hung up the phone, winked at the remaining three companions, and quickly walked in the other direction.

However, just as they passed by 16 private rooms, the private room door opened, and the room seemed to have force majeure to pull them, causing them to fall into the private room without any resistance!

It was like a black hole, sucking all the killers in and erasing traces of their existence.

The door of the 16th section closed again, quietly as if nothing had happened.

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...

New Delhi Gandhi International Airport.

A Chinese man was constantly looking at his watch. Next to him, there were six Chinese people carrying mountaineering bags.

The clothes on these people are expensive outdoor brands such as "Archaew Bird", "Climbing Rat" and "Kaile Stone". They all look majestic, either rich or noble.

Of course, climbing Mount Everest is quite expensive, and even the poor cannot climb it.

First of all, equipment. Just talking about clothing, you need to prepare a 5,000-meter-high windbreaker, as well as a professional down jacket and mountain boots that are used to reach the top at an altitude of 8,000-meters, and 40 degrees cold resistance.

Each one is very valuable, and it adds up to 80,000 yuan to make the foundation.

Secondly, Nepal now has requirements for those who climb Mount Everest, at least it must comply with the principle of ‘5678’: only by climbing a snow-capped mountain with an altitude of 5,000 meters, 6,000 meters and obtaining a certificate can we reach an altitude of 8,000 meters.

Of course, if you want to bypass this standard, you will have to pay a higher fee and ask the tour guide to help you bribe your relationship. Qingchen and Yangyang will pay an additional RMB 350,000 per person to be qualified to join the group.

Otherwise, they would not be able to climb Mount Everest.

Again, if you want to obtain the official mountaineering permit in Nepal, the price is US$11,000 in spring, US$5,500 in autumn, and US$2,750 in other seasons.

Finally, when joining a reliable adventure company, it is basically charged at a standard of RMB 350,000 per person, including the fee for a Sherpa guide.

All the fees combined together are definitely not something that civilians can pay.

Qingchen originally wanted to find a separate tour guide, so that even if there was any danger, he would not implicate ordinary people like the time the crew went north to film.

But he later discovered something and changed to another strategy.

Outside Gandhi International Airport.

"Xiao Zhang, I heard that the two young people who have not arrived have never even reached an altitude of 5,000 meters before?" A middle-aged man asked the tour guide: "You really dare to collect any money, aren't you afraid of any problems on Mount Everest?"

The young man named Xiao Zhang looked embarrassed: "Mr. Liu, they gave too much... Each person has added 350,000 yuan. In fact, if you change to a slightly more amateur team, you don't need to give so much. But you also know that I am the most professional in Nanpo's top in China, and they probably want to find the most reliable person."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man who was called General Liu was stunned for a moment: "How old are they?"

"I heard that both couples are 17 years old," explained tour guide Xiao Zhang. "They must have no problem with their physical fitness, and they also guaranteed that if they fail to pass the training at an altitude of 5,400 meters, they will not go up any further."

"Where do you get so much money at the age of 17? I haven't worked yet, so where can I get more than one million?" Mr. Liu's wife was a little curious: "Is it the rich second generation from which family?"

Xiao Zhang shook his head: "I don't know this, their identities are kept confidential."

Mr. Liu's wife said: "I'm so young and I'm so big-handed."

However, Mr. Liu suddenly said unhappy: "I think they are much better than your son. They spend more than one million to climb Mount Everest. Your son spends more than one million to buy a sports car and goes to school to show off every day. Isn't they better than your son?"

Mr. Liu's wife's face immediately changed: "Isn't my son your son? If you have so much money, don't you let him spend it? You should let him be a scumbag when he is in school. When he sees more girls, he will not be deceived by others after graduation."
To be continued...