Ji Yang went peacefully.
The trio's Blazing Fire Helicopter crashed into the top of the drop tower with a tremendous bang. The Malice on top of the ride, those prowling nearby, and those chasing them from behind-two or three hundred in all-fixed their attention here, then charged over with eerie howls.
"Roar!"
"Roar!" "6"
Watching countless black shadows rush toward them through the sky and across the ground, Qi Dian could not help asking worriedly, "Brother Yue, can we really take this risk?"
"Don't doubt my execution." Yue Wen was perfectly composed. He had seen plenty of grand spectacles lately, and this much Malice was not enough to rattle him. "As long as the mechanics allow it, I can definitely pull it off."
Beside him, Zhao Xing'er was itching to try. "If you can't, let me."
"Why are you so excited about this?" Qi Dian looked at her in bewilderment.
"Being chased by hundreds of Malice!" Xing'er said with a smile. "Just thinking about it is exciting. Isn't that way more fun than the drop tower?"
"I think even the drop tower is nothing special, really..." Looking at the swarm of Malice sweeping toward them like black clouds from the distant sky, Qi Dian wanted to cry but had no tears.
He had often fantasized about doing something spectacular in front of others, becoming a Heavenly Prodigy admired by all. Ever since joining the Agency, he had been doing something hair-raising every few days. He was gradually beginning to realize that perhaps he was just an ordinary person who wanted an ordinary life.
Showing off before a crowd came with no small amount of pressure. In those grand spectacles, he was fine with serving as Yue Wen's transport, but if asked to attempt the things Yue Wen did, he would