The helicopter with a name he didn't know hovered above the beach. A rope was thrown down. A hot blonde lady in a white tank top and short shorts agilely hopped down.
Without any equipment, only Russians could do such risky things.
Natasha.
Since the last time Jiang Chen saw her at the hotel in Xiangjiang, he hasn't seen her for half a year.
When both of her feet touched the ground, she signaled the helicopter pilot before walking to Jiang Chen.
The helicopter turned around and Jiang Chen focused on the Russian girl walking in his direction.
Natasha stood in front of Jiang Chen and ignored Ayesha's cold expression as she raised her chin.
"You still owe me a shot of Vodka."
"When did the audacious Russian get so pesky?' Jiang Chen said as he sat up from the recliner.
