Qi Sheng's men, no matter how fast, couldn't catch up with the plane as it took off exactly from where it stood.
By the time the other speedboats arrived, the private plane had already left the island. On the ground, Huo Sichen looked up, his eyes meeting Lu Yao's in midair, his expression complex.
It was between the two men that the proverbial window paper was thoroughly torn.
Lu Yao was the head of K.Y!
After dealing with the others left behind by Lu Yao, Qi Sheng hurried to Huo Sichen, his face apologetic, "Mr. Huo, I was still a step late."
The three of them versus a dozen opponents had a small chance of winning.
Let alone successfully intercepting Lu Yao?
Huo Sichen didn't blame him but instead stared solemnly into the sky.
Not long after, the plane, which had been flying normally, started to bump and finally, under Qi Sheng's incredulous gaze, plunged straight into the sea.
He was stunned!
"Mr. Huo, what's happening?"
