He wasn't any good at flying a plane, and he had only just flown one briefly. He had never done it before, yet today he was forced to fly one again.
Forget it. If there was a first time, there could be a second.
Once again, Chen Mo reached out!
He grabbed Minda by the neck and flung him away, tossing him into the rear seat again. Then, in a flash, he jumped into the pilot's seat.
"Ah!" Minda had already been sweating profusely from nervousness when someone suddenly grabbed him by the neck and threw him aside. Naturally, he screamed.
But Chen Mo was not disturbed in the slightest. His Spiritual Sense swept out, keeping track of the plane's distance from the ground. With his right hand, he slapped away the other hand hanging in midair now that Minda's hand was gone—the hand of Minda's wife.
Minda's wife had just been holding onto Minda as they gripped another control stick together. But now that Chen Mo had flung Minda away and taken the pilot's seat himself, he naturally had to slap that hand aside before grabbing the controls. Otherwise, having an old woman clutching at him would not only leave him speechless, but also make his skin crawl!
Chen Mo was too fast. In less than two seconds, he had already taken the pilot's seat. Minda's wife froze for a moment. When her hand was slapped away, she jumped in fright, only then realizing that her Husband had been thrown aside and replaced by that fellow she found inexplicably frightening.
She instinctively wanted to scream, but immediately came to her senses. Seeing Chen Mo in the seat, she quickly pulled back her hand and covered her mouth, stopping herself from crying out.
At that moment, the plane was less