Chapter 314: An Unlucky Vacation (End)
The moment Gary hit the water, the helicopter overhead reacted as though its tail had caught fire. Its rotors spun furiously, buzzing loudly as it shot upward and sped away in a flash.
By the time Gary’s soaking-wet head emerged from the sea, the helicopter had already retreated more than a dozen meters into the distance.
Everly’s speedboat had also streaked several meters away to the side, carving a foamy white wake across the water.
“Wow…”
Unable to help himself, Gary let out a whistle. Grinning with excitement, he plunged headfirst back beneath the surface.
…
Everly had come to the conclusion that there was definitely something unnatural about this guy.
If you’ve watched enough slasher films, you’ll notice that the killers in those movies seem to come with built-in GPS and teleportation abilities. No matter where the protagonist runs, the killer always manages to locate their hiding place with uncanny precision, then suddenly appears from behind a door, outside a window, up in a tree, beneath the water—or any other conceivable or inconceivable hiding spot—scaring the poor protagonist half to death.
Gary was the same.