Sitting in the cockpit, the small hand gripping the steering wheel was white with effort. His eyes were fixed on the vortex, a look of fear etched on his face, but his missing lips still muttered curses incessantly.,Lou Qi took a sharp breath, his breathing suddenly becoming erratic. "Ahhhh, what kind of person is this! It's so damn eerie!" "You...","Hawk." A low voice, laced with surprise. "Hold on, I'm not hurt."。