The helicopter spun wildly.
It rotated crazily in the air as it kept plunging downward.
Lu Chengwen felt like his brains were about to fly out from all the spinning. Hearing Liu Ruyan scream, he reached out and accurately grabbed her arm.
No matter what, Long Aotian clung desperately to the landing gear, hugging it tight and refusing to let go. Whenever the spinning made him sick, he just shut his eyes. Whatever happened, happened!
Ouyang De was already old, had been stabbed in the lower back, and was covered in injuries. It was truly hard on him. He was gritting his teeth and holding on, nearly unable to last any longer.
Zhao Ritian had it a little easier. Since he had been in a hurry to curse people out, he figured as long as he could breathe, he would be fine, so... the rope was still around his neck.
The helicopter spun, and he spun around the helicopter.
An ordinary person's neck would have snapped long ago. Fortunately, he wasn't exactly normal.
BOOM—!
At the last moment, no one could hold on anymore. Lu Chengwen lost his grip and could only hold Liu Ruyan tightly in his arms...
Truthfully, Lu Chengwen hadn't wanted to care about her at all. If she fell to her death, then so be it. Better if she did. He had even forgotten that she was his antidote.
He had saved Liu Ruyan entirely on instinct!
At that moment, there was a girl beside him, so he instinctively wrapped his arms around her, held her body close, and protected her head. After they were flung out, he had no idea how many branches they smashed through. The fall felt so winding, so long, so complicated...
When they finally hit the ground with a bang, Lu