"Then why don't you shut down the right engine and turn the control wheel the other way?" Qiao Dongyang angrily pried him off and threw a punch, knocking the pilot's helmet askew on his head. Clutching his face and crying out "Mr. Qiao," he fell to the ground.
Qiao Dongyang, "Chi Yue, restrain him!"
By that time, Chi Yue had already stood up. Without his instruction, she had tacitly rushed over. Hearing his stern order, Chi Yue calmly said, "Understood, I've got this guy!"
The pilot didn't struggle, his eyes wide as he tried to defend himself while Chi Yue handcuffed his hands behind his back. He could only watch helplessly as Qiao Dongyang stepped forward to control the helicopter.
He was startled and shouted loudly, "Mr. Qiao, don't mess with it!"
The co-pilot, too, was frightened by Qiao Dongyang's actions, "Mr. Qiao, let me handle it?"
Qiao Dongyang roared, "Get out of the way!"
