But the question is, will Han Luoxi hand over the remote control obediently before parachuting?
Obviously, that possibility is very slim.
Han Luoli glanced at the pale-faced Gu Xiaoer, turned his head, and calmly said to Han Luoxi: "You can, but first give me the remote control."
An uncompromising tone.
"Do you think I'm stupid? If I hand over the remote control to you, I might be killed by you immediately!" Han Luoxi shook her head frantically, her hands trembling with agitation.
Gu Xiaoer's heart quivered; she was really afraid Han Luoxi might accidentally press that dangerous button.
Han Luoli merely furrowed his brows tightly, watching her put on the parachute, yet unable to move her at all.
Han Luoxi had already prepared for the parachute jump at any moment.
Just as she turned her head, the man seized the opportunity, launching himself like a leopard, with explosive force akin to an arrow leaving the string.
He wanted to seize the remote control.
"Ah!"
