Chapter 85 A Big Short's Prisoner

• Meanwhile, up in the sky. There were three other people on the helicopter. Aside from the pilot, a middle-aged man with an angular face was holding binoculars to observe the situation below. At the same time, he also frequently picked up the camera hanging around his neck to take pictures. As the leader of the Asura Sect, Scorpion had an extraordinary status. His death, as of the moment, was not a trivial matter. The middle-aged man thought that he had to find out the information regarding the enemy and report back to the headquarters. The young man down there was indeed terrifying. According to his judgment, that man’s fighting prowess was close to that of the Asura Sect’s elders. It was fortunate they did not go down with Scorpion. Otherwise, they would probably lose their lives too by now.
• Of course, being nearly one thousand feet in the air, they were absolutely safe now. At this distance, the people on the ground could not do anything to them at all. The middle-aged man said, “Get the grenades ready. Throw them down when we leave, and we’ll collect some interests first. We’ll avenge Scorpion once we get some reinforcements from the headquarters.” “Understood.” The assistant next to him turned around and took out a box from the inner side of the helicopter. When he opened it, there was a row of grenades inside. And the middle-aged man began to observe again, but the moment he picked up the binoculars, his face changed instantly. Goodness, what did he see? “Quick…” He was just about to say something when a table abruptly came hurling like a cannonball, piercing through the sky and hitting the helicopter right away. The table came at an extremely high speed and exploded with an incomparably powerful momentum, which was constantly magnified in the middle-aged man’s eyes. The direction it hit was exactly where he was. How was it possible for someone to throw a table upward from a distance of one thousand feet?
• “Boom!” With a loud noise, the open hatch was directly hit, and the entire helicopter shook violently. On the ground, Parker and the others all stared wide-eyed. A table was thrown from the cruise ship and hit a helicopter across a distance of one thousand feet. What kind of power was this? At the same time, they were ecstatic. The helicopter was still hovering unscrupulously in the sky after the death of Scorpion and his lackeys, which in itself was a kind of silent provocation. Now, Leonard responded strongly to them. Even at an altitude of one thousand feet, it might not necessarily be safe. “Ba stard! That ba stard! Throw the grenades and blow them up!” The middle-aged man almost fell from the hatch due to the shake. The entire helicopter kept wobbling. Fortunately, the pilot was skilled, and he quickly stabilized the helicopter. However, Leonard swiftly pulled up a huge iron rod from the side, which was used to support the colored flags. Then he threw it straight away like a javelin. In an instant, the 20-foot-long iron rod shot out, followed by a terrifying whistling sound in the air. The man who was about to throw the grenade was horrified and shouted at the pilot, “Quick, fly higher!” However, it was too late. The huge iron rod directly hit the upper side of the helicopter. “Boom!”