C5660 Tired of Living

The pilot's face was obviously pale, but he still nodded his head to show that he understood.

When he was almost done, the pilot started pulling the lever.

The helicopter's propeller began to turn.

Leng Yue didn't pay any more attention to that side. After the golden-rimmed glasses man left, he took out a few porcelain bottles with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Damn