On the dilapidated asphalt road leading to the scrapyard, several groups of armed men parked several huge trucks horizontally on the road, and dozens of armed men with guns stood on the road to block pedestrians.

Far away, a red jeep was slowly driving towards this side, and sitting in the car was the Moses brother anchor Gilly who had just helped Du Xiaosheng with the live broadcast.

At this time, Gilley continued to broadcast live, but the content of the live broadcast has changed from drone aerial photography to an ordinary live broadcast on his mobile phone.

Listening to Du Xiaosheng's words, now he is driving to escape from the scrap yard, but the bad thing is that the car has only driven out for a few miles, and he saw the militants who set up roadblocks, and he was still using his mobile phone to broadcast live, and immediately panicked and said to the camera:

"It's not good, it's not good, I have to turn around and run away, they will be caught and broken."

In the live broadcast room, many fans saw the modified vehicles of Mexican armed men for the first time.

These vehicles are huge.

Most of them use huge trucks, loaded with a large number of steel plates, machine guns and other equipment, like a wrecker of the apocalypse, with strong defense and superb destructive power.

In combat, this kind of vehicle is often a headache for Moxigo because of its low cost, easy modification and other advantages.

"Damn, this militant really has a trick, this car is modified like this, it's too good."

"The anchor is in danger, so I said that I should abandon the car and run away."

"This road is blocked, do you want to pretend to be passers-by to fool around, they can still kill people when they see them?"

"No, if you catch it, you will die, the anchor will withdraw quickly......"

In the live broadcast room, when fans saw so many militants, they began to express their opinions.

However, as fans of the locals, they knew about the rampant nature of the Goode family and warned one after another.

Gilly was really panicked at this time, and seeing the militants in the distance waving at him, Gilley hurriedly turned around, intending to escape.

Bang bang bang!!

With three warning shots, Gilly shuddered, and when he looked back, he saw several militants waving to him in the distance.

"The car will come slowly, or it will be you immediately."

Hearing the shouts of the militants, Gilley could only drive cautiously.

Slowly rolling down the window, a militant with a gun pointed at Killey and said, "Get out of the car, get out of the car quickly." ”

Gilliqiang smiled: "This big brother, I don't know why I stopped me, I have some money here, you see......" He took the initiative to hand over a wad of money, and the militant reached out to take it.

Bowing his head and pulling it with his fingers, the militant said with a smile: "It's quite familiar, why are you here?" ”

Gilley pointed to the car behind him, and pretended to be calm: "I came to modify the car, but I didn't expect to encounter something, big brother, what's going on inside?" ”

Hearing Gilley's words, the militants stared him in the eye, turned to another person and said: "Search his car." ”

"Hey, big brother, this ......"

"Be honest!" The militants held a gun against Gilley and said lightly: "Don't move." ”

Soon, the militants inside searched for several live broadcast equipment from the driving position, and the militant led by him squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "What is this?" ”

"It's a ...... for home photography"

The militant smiled slightly and said to Gilley: "Okay, the anchor stops acting, I know you!" ”

As he spoke, the militant took out his mobile phone, shook it at him and said, "You see? It's not you, big star. ”

In the past, when Gilley saw others watching his live broadcast room, he smiled and stepped forward to take a group photo, but today, when he saw the live broadcast screen on his mobile phone, Gilley's face suddenly turned pale: "You ......"

The militant laughed, grabbed Gilley's hair, pressed him to the ground, and then took out Gilley's mobile phone and smiled at the live broadcast room:

"Yo, so many people watched the live broadcast, I now announce that the anchor Gilley, against the will of the Goode family, is sentenced to ...... Beheading is the death penalty. ”

Hearing the words of the militants, Du Xiaosheng's fans in the live broadcast room immediately shouted: "You demons! ”

"Go to hell! You will not have a good death! ”

"It's time to release the anchor."

In the face of the chaotic barrage of fans, the militant said with a smile: "I usually like you, but unfortunately, today I will cut off your head with my own hands." ”

As he spoke, he directly took out a knife, and several militants stood in front of Gilly with a live broadcast phone aimed at him.

"If you have any last words, just tell me."

Gilly shivered, and forcibly calmed down for a long time, at this time, all his snot and tears flowed out and pleaded: "Please, I don't dare anymore, I can give you money, buy my life!" How much do you want? I'm willing to give as much as I want! ”

The militants laughed: "These are your last words? Okay, then after the last words, go to God! ”

As he spoke, he raised the butcher's knife high, and death was on the verge of death, and Gilly suddenly shouted: "Du Ye will definitely avenge me, justice will last forever!" ”

The militant laughed: "He can't protect himself, you should die before him!" ”

At this moment, there were suddenly numerous gunshots in the distance, a large number of bullets and grenades bombarded the back of the car, and the militants standing guard on the armed vehicle fell out of the car in an instant.

Someone shouted: "There are so many cars, who are these people?" Enemy attack! Enemy Attack!! ”

The militants didn't care about Gilly anymore, and all of them took their weapons and ran under the armed car to observe.

I saw in the distance, on the overgrown plain, on a large number of family cars of all kinds, countless people in different clothes, holding long guns and short cannons, shooting desperately here.

The rumbling sound of the car shook the heavens and the earth, and smoke and dust rose from the running wilderness.

Just as the militants were organizing to fight back, a large number of high beams were almost unanimously propped up, and the whistling bullets hit the car like a storm.

Gilley crawled around, picked up his phone, and hid on his live phone to record this exciting moment.

The steel torrent-like convoy almost instantly went from far to near, and the resistance of the militants quickly disappeared without a trace under the wild bombardment of Du Xiaosheng's fans who came like a tide, like stones thrown into the tide.

After a short firefight, a big man with a full beard pulled Gilly up, and when he saw the portrait of Du Xiaosheng tattooed on his arm, Gilley burst into tears.

"Good boy, don't cry, you're brave, talk about it! Is Du Ye dangerous now? ”

Gilley looked around at the enthusiastic and unfamiliar faces around him, he puffed up his chest, pointed to the factory where the smoke and cannon were billowing in the distance, and said, "Du Ye, he is still in that scrap yard......"