As Zuo Yi unconsciously screamed, the words he was about to say suddenly stopped with a thump, because he felt the chill and murderous intent coming from the cocoon in the cabin.
This cold air could directly suffocate people.
Without waiting for Zuo Yi to say anything, Huang yize put on his parachute and jumped down.
"Ah ah ..." Zuo Yi's mouth was wide open and he couldn't react for a long time. In such an environment, in the cold and rainy weather, parachuting was not a wise move.
But he also understood that the young master would not wait.
He immediately composed himself and got into the zone. He instantly put on his parachute and chased after Huang yize.
Huang yize's expression was especially cold, and the temperature around him dropped to below zero.
His eyes were fixed on the position below, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He controlled the direction of the parachute, wishing that he could land in that position in an instant.
