The samples were escorted in a professional transport vehicle with a wide body and basic bulletproof treatment.

The co-pilot was already seated, and they were not the security personnel of Happiness Pharmaceutical, but members of the "testing agency" who came in a car.

The rear space is two rows of vertically opposite seats, with Mo Fan and Norman sitting on either side, and three suitcases fixed between them.

After the people and goods were in place, Mo Fan, who was sitting on the outermost side, closed the tailgate of the car, and the transport vehicle started slowly.

As soon as the car started, he turned on the hidden camera on his chest and filmed everything in the car.

Jimmy's information contained a suitcase of high-purity starry sky, diluted enough for all of West's addicts to use for three weeks.

He wanted to find an opportunity to open the suitcase and confirm the situation inside, but unfortunately there was a combination lock on the suitcase, and unless he knew the password, he could only open it violently.

This prevented him from accidentally opening the suitcase.

In the passenger seat, two "inspectors" with meaty faces were filming a mime, not only did they not say a word, but they didn't even play music when driving.

Under their influence, there was a dead silence in the car, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Brother, can you turn on the radio, aren't you bored?" Mo Fan was the first to break the silence and said to the person sitting in the co-pilot.

The co-pilot gave him a cold look and did not speak.

Mo Fan changed seats with the people around him, approached the co-pilot, stretched out his head and raised his voice.

"Can I turn on the radio? Help me cut to the firepower rock channel, thanks. ”

The co-pilot still didn't speak, as if he wanted to use silence to make Mo Fan retreat.

"It's pathetic, it's a mute, if I were you, I'd definitely save up for an electronic soundtrack. Brother driver, I can only trouble you to help me turn on the radio. ”

How could the co-pilot tolerate the insult of a security guard, he immediately turned around and punched, and he wanted to use force to silence Mo Fan.

Mo Fan stretched out his hand, opened his five fingers, and used his palm to steadily block the co-pilot's fist, and then grabbed the fist, tightening his five fingers.

"It hurts, it hurts, let it go!"

"Tsk, you can speak, medical miracle." Mo Fan said, and the strength in his hand increased by two points.

The driver in the driver's seat couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Now you're on a mission, what are you doing?" ”

Mo Fan responded seriously, "I'm asking him to help me turn on the radio." ”

The driver turned on the radio station and tuned to Mo Fan's designated fire rock,

Mo Fan looked at the co-pilot and said, "I think communication is very important, it can shorten the distance between people, and it can also avoid misunderstandings, what do you think?" ”

The co-pilot nodded hurriedly, "You're right, it's all my fault." ”

"Don't blame yourself too much, I don't hold grudges." Mo Fan let go of his hand and let the co-pilot withdraw his hand.

Through the episode just now, Mo Fan took the initiative in the car, and continued to ask the co-pilot.

"Where are we going?"

can be responsible for rhyming the starry sky, the co-pilot is naturally not an ordinary person, after the temptation just now, he has already figured out that Mo Fan is not easy to mess with, and replied cooperatively.

"Our cars don't have permits to enter West, so we usually unload the samples into a temporary warehouse on the outskirts of the city, and then someone else brings the samples into the city."

"How long will it take?"

"More than twenty minutes."

Mo Fan was about to try to talk again, but in the headphones he was wearing, Sharon's voice suddenly came.

"Mo Fan, can you hear it now? When you were still in the factory just now, I received news that due to Brother Easy's mistake, the matter of Happy Pharmaceutical's production of Starry Sky had been exposed to the Three Eyes Gang. ”

"Right now, the Three-Eyes convoy is chasing after you, so be careful."

Mo Fan frowned slightly, how did the Three-Eyed Gang get involved, with them adding to the chaos, it would be difficult to shoot the video asked for in the commission.

Seeing Mo Fan frowning, the co-pilot chuckled in his heart and asked, "Do you have any other requirements, is it to change the radio station?" ”

"It's fine, it's just a little trouble."

Before they could finish speaking, several off-road vehicles appeared in their sight.

On the bodies of several cars, there are eye-catching flame vertical pupil markings, which only one dares to use in West.

The Three-Eyed Gang.

Mo Fan glanced at them and found that the Three Eyes Gang attached great importance to them and even sent six vehicles to intercept them.

With the yelling and screaming of the people in the car, several cars approached quickly.

Seeing the appearance of the Three-Eyes Gang convoy, the people in the car instantly became nervous.

Norman and the others just had a bad premonition in their hearts, but they still held on to luck, thinking that the Three Eyes would not be too difficult for them.

On the other hand, the co-pilot, who knew a little bit of the inside story, was already frightened.

Looking at the six cars that were outflanked, the driver's body trembled unconsciously, and the co-pilot scolded: "Damn, how did they find out, drive faster, get rid of them." ”

After instructing the driver, the co-pilot turned to Mo Fan and the others and said, "It's time to play your role, shoot them while they don't get close!" ”

Norman, as the highest-ranking man in the field, was the first to dispute the co-pilot's instructions.

"Take the initiative to attack the Three-Eyed Gang, you're crazy, don't drag us along if you want to die."

"If you don't shoot and let them get close, that's death." The co-pilot said as he moved from the co-pilot seat to the back seat.

As if to confirm the co-pilot's words, the two cars closest to them began to shoot at them.

It's just the right head, and there are not a few bullets in the car.

"See, they won't let us go, this car can't stop their firepower, and we have to fight back to have a chance of survival."

After the co-pilot finished speaking, he reached out and opened the rear door, took one from the rifle hanging on the side of the car, and shot back first.

In order to ensure the concealment of the operation, the transporter did not take the road, but chose the dirt road in the field.

The dirt roads were rough and bumpy, and the transports were shaking, as were the convoys that the Three Eyes were chasing, making it difficult for bullets from both sides to hit each other.

I saw the co-pilot put on a desperate posture, and after a shuttle of bullets, none of the opponent's gunmen were injured, which can be described as a benevolent gun.

The Three Eyes were not far behind in their marksmanship, six vehicles were on fire, and the bullets crackled the body, but few bullets entered the open rear door.

After a brief exchange of fire, the Three Eyes gunners were the first to discover that with their marksmanship, they would probably not be able to tell the difference between victory and defeat before entering West.

So they changed their strategy, keeping two cars to continue firing at the co-pilot, and the remaining four cars, grouped in groups of twos and twos, accelerated from the left and right sides, ready to force the transport vehicle to stop.

Seeing that he couldn't deal with the Three-Eyed Gang with these stinky fish and rotten shrimp, Mo Fan also took out a gun, opened the side door, and shot at the Three-Eyed Gang vehicle on his side.

The hand prosthesis that I got from Rolf before, the "Shooting Stabilizer", was simply born for the current situation.

Even in the midst of violent turbulence, he was able to keep the muzzle of the gun steady, almost one shot at a time, and quickly killed several of the probe's gunmen.

The two cars on his side were so badly damaged that they didn't dare to keep closer, so they slowed down and pulled away, retreating back behind the transporter.

Before the co-pilot and Norman and others admired Mo Fan's marksmanship, an accident suddenly happened.

A bullet happened to enter the car through the rear door and hit the suitcase placed in the center of the car, and the bullet ejected and hit the roof of the car for a second shot.

This bullet, with a route close to the N-shaped trajectory, coincidentally exploded the driver's head.

As soon as the driver died, the transporter instantly lost control and crashed into a boulder not far away.