By now, the helicopter had flown as high as it could. Regardless of whether Mo Huasong killed him now, or if he were to detonate the helicopter instantly, they would both perish.
If he died, he died. He was promised his family would receive a billion if Mo Huasong died. That would be enough for his family to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
"Well then, prepare to die." Mo Huasong punched open the helicopter door, ready to fly out.
The pilot yelled: "It's no use! This helicopter wasn't equipped with parachutes. Even if you were a Grandmaster in Martial Arts, falling from this height would mean certain death."
With that said, the pilot pressed a switch on his body.
"Boom."
The helicopter was immediately engulfed in an explosion. The powerful blast headed straight towards Mo Huasong.
As the pilot claimed, once the helicopter exploded, the terrifying force could blow Mo Huasong to pieces, especially at their current altitude.
