Chapter: 1184

Rosalynn pounded on the door of the cockpit. “Hey, wake up. Can you hear me?”

Receiving no response, Rosalynn hurriedly pulled out a knife from her bag, straining to pry open the door.

The man in the cockpit was tall and muscular, blood smeared across his forehead.

Rosalynn gently slapped his face, urging, “Hey, wake up!”

Finally, the man slowly fluttered open his eyes.

We need to get out, or the helicopter

Rosalynn, and a spark ignited in

clutching hers tightly. A faint voice

was too focused on assisting the man to

man’s hand to her shoulder and urged, “Hold on, sir. I’ll get

his chiseled face contorted

his black eyes remained

of the wreckage, his eyelids finally

her,

balance by his weight,

explosion erupted from

not encountered her, he would

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