"It's okay, thank you." Lu Ze replied politely.

He casually pulled out an arm-thick alloy umbrella bucket from the front of the seat.

Then, with the driver's stunned eyes, he jumped off calmly.

"Lu, General Lu, that's a tactical windproof umbrella...ah..." The pilot's outstretched palm dropped weakly, with a trance in his eyes.

In his sight, Lu Ze fell vertically from a high altitude like a bomb at a speed of nearly 50 meters/second, and then leisurely opened the alloy windproof umbrella when he was 30 meters away from the ground.

The speed dropped to 20 meters/second, but it was still three times the normal skydiving landing speed.

A thud...

Not big, but very dull.

A small cloud of smoke and dust rose from the balcony on the second floor of the Legend Auction House.

The gentleman who just picked up the wine glass almost spilled the red wine.

The lady who was elegantly smelling the fragrance of flowers accidentally knocked over the vase.

In the smoke and dust that dispersed in the middle of the balcony, the young man walked straight out.

"Excuse me, please continue."
Chapter completed!