Chatper 913

Chapter 913

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When the pilot moved to grab Evan’s collar, Evan ceased keeping his phone in his pocket and delivered a

powerful punch to the pilot’s face.

The pilot absorbed the blow head–on, caught off guard by Evan’s sudden attack. Grimacing in pain, he

took two steps back.

The pilot laughed sarcastically and stared at the stony–faced Evan. “Ha! I didn’t expect you to have a trick

or two up your sleeves.”

Evan rose to his feet. He advanced toward the pilot as the strong wind from the opened cabin door

whipped his black windbreaker manically, creating an intimidating, almost demonic appearance that

frightened onlookers.

“Who ordered you to do this?” Evan demanded fiercely.

The pilot wiped away a bloodstain from his lips, clenched his fists, and chuckled hideously. “Wait till you

defeat me if you really want to know!”

Despite lacking physical strength, the pilot’s attacks were ferocious and rough, nearly connecting with

Evan several times. In the confined cabin, with the imminent threat of falling from the sky, Evan had to

resort to cunning maneuvers to subdue his adversary.

Evan ducked and dodged the pilot’s assaults, strategically diminishing the pilot’s vigilance. He seized the

opportunity, landed a hit to the pilot’s abdomen, and caused him to stagger backward.

Evan braced himself on the back of a seat, charging forward with one hand, and in midair, delivered a

forceful kick to the pilot’s head.

The pilot collapsed onto the operating console, sending the helicopter into a state of chaos.

Evan quickly secured himself by grabbing onto something nearby as the pilot stumbled in disarray.

As the pilot regained awareness, the helicopter teetered on the edge of a fall. He panicked and sought

the parachute.

Evan did the same and located one beneath the seat beside him. He snatched it out and prepared to put

it on.

At the same time, the pilot glanced at him and roared, “Give me the parachute!”

Despite the pilot’s insane demand, Evan paid no heed,

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In a desperate attempt to seize the parachute, the pilot lunged at Evan, who skillfully kicked him away and

successfully donned the parachute.

Realizing he couldn’t snatch it, the pilot sneered. “I didn’t expect the information we received about you to be

wrong. You’re quite skilled in combat. Unlucky for me!”

Following that, he lay on the floor, searching for something underneath the seat.

When he extracted a button,

Upon extracting a button, he smiled sinisterly. “I don’t mind dying with you here since I’m going to die

anyway.”

Evan fiercely stared at the button in the pilot’s hand. “What is it?”