Startled awake, Jiang Si snatched up her gun.
A helicopter was slowly landing a little over a hundred meters away. Lu Zhifeng peered at it through his binoculars.
In the cockpit sat a female pilot, just like Jiang Si.
This slightly lessened the group's hostility toward the aircraft.
Soon, two men in suit jackets emerged from the helicopter. They looked quite respectable.
At the same time, each held a small handgun for defense.
Both sides were armed, and both were cautious. The older, shrewder-looking man addressed Jiang Linhai, "Friend, we mean no harm. Can we just rest here for a while? Live and let live?"
As long as there was no threat, who would want to kill wantonly?
Jiang Linhai made an OK gesture. The man smiled and returned the gesture, signaling a mutual understanding.
Once Zhuang Qi Yuan and Zhuang Chenshen were back in their helicopter, the son asked, "Dad, what if they decide to rob us?"
