My Revenge Life,Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 676

The whole world shook.

In the air, there was chaos, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air everywhere.

The sound of roaring helicopters rang out overhead, coming from far away.

The next second she saw a huge crater smashed into the ground about five metres behind her.

In the haze, she saw what appeared to be many people fall into the pit.

Throughout the world, the smell of blood filled the air.

On the ground, there were human arms, legs, and broken flesh everywhere.

The screams of men, women, old people and children were piercing and very loud.

In a matter of moments, the place was transformed from earth to hell.

Everyone around her, like headless flies, covered their ears while running around and screaming.

"Help! Help!"

"Help... Ahhhhh!!"

The various voices intertwined, adding to the tension of the atmosphere.

Jocelyn subconsciously clutched the sleeve of Sean beside her and glanced at the sky.

Just then, about a metre beside her, another bomb fell from the sky.

"Boom-", the ground was once again blown open with a deep crater.

All kinds of broken stones splattered everywhere, like bullets, landed on her and Sean's body one by one.

Through the mist, she saw a white helicopter above her head, flashing its lights, and it was only about six or seven meters from the ground.

With her scalp tingling terribly, she once again clutched the sleeve of Sean's shirt and darted all the way forward, looking for a place where she could take shelter.

At this moment, she had just one thought, and that was to survive.

Combined with what had happened this time, as well as what had happened at the last Griffin Group's 70th anniversary celebration, and the secret she had found in Gloria's room.

She seriously suspected that this time, again, it was that so-called 'master' who had come up with.

Perhaps, that master was on the plane.

However, she couldn't afford to turn on her perspective eyes and look at it in detail.

Because, she had to run away now.

"Boom..."

Just at this time, another bomb, landed about a meter behind her.

The ground was once again blasted into a deep crater.

By this time, the world was even more chaotic.

The two bodyguards she had with her, who had been following her and Sean, one after the other, covered the two of them as they evacuated, each with seriousness written all over their faces.

There were constantly people dead from the explosion.

Screams and pleas for help, once again, intertwined frantically, the whole world was like a purgatory.

As she ran forward with the men, arms, legs and broken flesh kept falling down.

The image was bloody to the extreme.

Sean beside her was scared, just mechanically running after her, not saying a word.

She was also scared, but she tried to force herself and abandoned her fear.

For, at the moment, she had to remain calm.

As she ran, she took out her mobile phone and called the police.

After making the call, she dialed Noah's number again and briefly explained everything.

Through the bright moonlight, Jocelyn forced herself to endure the pain in her eyes and fired a shot towards the helicopter.

Soon.

The bullet directly penetrated the helicopter windshield and entered the interior of the aircraft, hitting the man who was driving the aircraft, a man wearing a black hood.

The white shirt on his body was directly stained red with blood.

The pain was so severe that his right hand, which was operating the helicopter, lost its strength.

On his exposed neck, the pain was so intense that it was bruising.

Behind him, there were three other men.

All three men were dressed in uniform black traditional clothing.

Their heads were covered with the same type of hood, made of black elastic fabric.

The whole head wrapped up tightly, only the eyes and mouth were exposed.

"Shit." the white shirt man cursed lowly.

Looking behind him, he chided, "Pieces of shit keep. Master said we have to take Jocelyn's life today. Not only that, but he wants us to go to him with Jocelyn's head on our shoulders. If Jocelyn doesn't die, then we'll all die."

At that moment, Jocelyn fired another shot.

This time, the bullet once again hit the inside of the helicopter perfectly, embedding itself in his left shoulder.

The few people behind him, seeing this, began to move towards Jocelyn's position below the aircraft, dropping bombs over and over.

The world was in chaos.

The man in the white shirt began to adjust the altitude of the plane to keep it rising, avoiding the plane from being attacked by the sniper guns again.

One after another explosions rang out, and around Jocelyn, one deep crater after another was once again blown up.

Fortunately, each time, she dodged the bombs perfectly.