Chapitre 35: Preston Mountain Wild Beast

Steve Xavier was too lazy to respond to him.

Three minutes later.

A black helicopter from the southeast flew in a straight line and hovered in the sky. The whirlwind caused by the propeller exerted pressure upon the ground, causing sand and stones to fly.

The black-armored S97 helicopter was quite reliable and could reach a speed of 470 kilometers per hour.

It was not difficult to cover a distance of 20 kilometers in a few minutes.

The Preston team dealt with emergencies, and their ability to deal with emergencies was extremely important. The helicopter was undoubtedly the fastest tool to transport people.

"What the f*ck! He really got himself a helicopter!" The truck driver was dumbfounded. 

The drivers around them were all dumbfounded. They had been treating him as a joke, but in the end, he was the one treating them like monkeys.

"Poverty really has limited my imagination!" A driver pouted.