Chapter 362: The Time It Takes to Smoke a Cigarette_1

By the time Chen Jiya arrived at the helipad, he was nearly insane. The helicopter was there, but the pilot had vanished.

In these desperate times, the absence of a pilot was even more infuriating than finding oneself without toilet paper after a major bowel movement.

"Dammit, dammit, dammit!"

At that moment, Chen Jiya couldn't care less. Although there was no pilot, if he didn't figure out a way to leave soon, Yang Yifeng would catch up, and that would be the end of him.

Even then, Chen Jiya could hear steady footsteps echoing from the staircase leading to the rooftop.

The footsteps of that demon!

He was coming!

At that moment, Chen Jiya climbed into the aircraft like a dog that had lost its home. But as soon as he opened the cockpit door, he was nearly scared out of his wits.

Inside the cockpit, slumped over in the pilot's seat, was the body of someone who looked like a pilot, gruesomely dead with a sharp knife penetrating his chest and pinning him to the seat.

Hiss!