Qin Ran struggled to climb into the helicopter. There was only the pilot and a woman in a clerk's uniform. The woman looked at her in surprise. She was shocked by her powerful aura and didn't dare to speak for a moment.
Qin Ran looked at the situation in the cabin and sat in the seat. She looked down at her wrist again. It was bleeding from the friction of the man's handcuffs.
The more Qin Ran thought about it, the angrier she became. She turned around and stretched out her hand from the cabin. She pointed her middle finger down and said, "Fuck!"
Fog, I, Beautiful Fox, will never forgive you!
At this moment, the helicopter had already risen very high. The people below could only see Qin Ran suddenly extend her hand and gesture. Although they couldn't see what that gesture was, it definitely didn't mean anything good.
His subordinate looked at Fog, but his face was expressionless. He glanced at the helicopter and turned to leave. "Let's go."
