The gunfight blockbuster that is extremely difficult to see on weekdays instantly appears in the live broadcast of the Death Trial.

Countless bullets flew towards the skeleton motorcycle burning the fire of hell.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

A dense collision sounded.

The bullet hit the ground, splashed sparks, and hit the skeleton motorcycle, and sparks were also splashed everywhere.

There were at least fifty bullets hitting the skeleton motorcycle, and more than thirty bullets hit the tires.

However, the skeleton motorcycle burning the fire of hell was nothing, and it was still chasing the bus.

Ten seconds later, dozens of thousands of sharks in the bus helped the younger brothers stop, shoot, and then opened their mouths wide and looked at the result of causing them to collapse in their hearts.

"What, this...what the hell is this..." a man shouted in panic.

"How do you deal with this...he is this?" a man shouted in horror.

"Hurry! Call the boss quickly! Ask Master Bu to deal with this ghost thing!" A man suddenly remembered something, and then hurriedly shouted.

"Yes, let Master Bu deal with this ghost..." A man's eyes lit up and he shouted in ecstasy.

One person hurriedly took out his cell phone, found Xing Meng's number, and dialed it in.

In the center of the convoy, Xing Meng's car was in.

"What's going on? How come there is gunshot?" Xing Meng was suddenly stunned, then suddenly shivered, shivered, and then shouted.

"Brother...it's 9 o'clock, will it be...it's the Death Judge took action? I found out and fired..." Liu Qiang, who also heard the gunshot, suddenly paled, and then said nervously.

Both him and Xing Meng had an inexplicable fear of the judge of death.

"Damn it, damn it!" Xing Meng's face changed when he heard this, and then he roared angrily.

His voice was loud, as if he was full of courage and no fear, and in fact, he was giving him courage.

At this moment, Xing Meng's cell phone rang.

Xing Meng was startled and looked at his phone and then his face turned on with a gloomy face.

"Hey! Big...Brother...I'm not good... There is a fire-ridden skeleton motorcycle chasing us again!" My younger brother's voice sounded instantly.

"The skeleton motorcycle is on fire?" Xing Meng was slightly stunned, then his face darkened, and he shouted angrily:

"What's strange about skeleton motorcycles? I've seen women's motorcycles. No matter how strange it is, it's still a motorcycle, and it's still on fire and chasing you. Are you kidding me?"

Xing Meng thought it was something, but he didn't expect it to be a motorcycle that caught fire. What's the point of being afraid of like that?

In Xing Meng's opinion, it was that the motorcycle fuel tank exposed oil and then caught fire. The driver was thrown out. The motorcycle rushed forward due to inertia, which made the younger brothers nervous and sensitive, and fired.

But the next second, Xing Meng suddenly realized something. A normal motorcycle caught fire and it was impossible to attract my younger brothers to shoot.

When the little brother of Wan Scorpion heard this, he hurriedly explained:

"No...Brother...The motorcycle is no one driving, and it can keep chasing us. The speed is getting faster and faster. The ground it drives is getting fire. Wherever it goes, the flames will burn. It's useless for us to shoot its tires..."

"What!" Xing Meng was shocked, and a chill suddenly rose from his butt and thighs, and rushed straight to his forehead. Then he thought of the judge of death.

Because only the judge of death will create strange things to chase criminals, the skeleton motorcycle I am talking about now must have been made by the judge of death.

"Brother...is it true...I'll inform Master Bu quickly, brother, we...we're going to be caught up..." The little brother of the Wansha Gang shouted in horror.

"What, it's just a motorcycle. Are you afraid of it!" Xing Meng heard this, a fierce and stingy look appeared in his eyes, and then he shouted.

He naturally knew that the infantry and infantry master who possessed the title of King of Magnetic Storm had superpowers.

However, there is only one infantry and infantry master. Even if you protect him, it will protect him. How could you ask the infantry and infantry master to protect any younger brother?

More importantly, the bus at the end was originally intended to be arranged by Xing Meng.

No matter what the judge sent to attack them, at least, having the bus blocked him can buy him a lot of time.

"Brother! You!" The little brother of Wansha Gang was shocked when he heard this, and then a voice that suppressed his anger came.

This little guy is naturally not a fool, so how could he not hear Xing Meng's perfunctory behavior?

"Damn it, do you want to die? How dare you talk to me in this tone?" Xing Meng's face darkened, and then he shouted angrily.

"Damn it, you are paralyzed, Xing Meng!" The little brother of the Wansha Gang could no longer hold it back when he heard this. He was furious and then roared.

The convoy, on the last bus.

The younger brother who called Xing Meng, and as soon as the words scolded Xing Meng fell, the bus was stunned.

They are all the younger brothers of the Wansha Gang. Now their companions actually scolded the leader of the Wansha Gang, Xing Meng.

How could they not be surprised and how could they not be stunned?

You know, if you dare to be disrespectful to Xing Meng, there are not five people who die, and there are three more people.

Now another one appears.

At this moment, the little brother who was calling viciously smashed his phone to pieces, and then shouted angrily: "Is Xing Meng the one who is not asking Master Bu to protect us!"

"What!" When the people in the bus heard this, they were all shocked.

After a brief silence, a man suddenly remembered something, his face changed suddenly, and then he roared angrily:

"I said why do you ask us to be at the end? We are the abandoned son! We are the dog-good Xing Meng's life-saving time!"

"Is that what you said reminded me. We have been joining the Wansha Gang for a short time, so we must not be close to him. Cao is it, we are all fooled!" One man shouted with anger on his face.

"What should I do? He is paralyzed. I don't want to die. Even if I die, I will take Xing Meng, the damn girl, to die together!" Everyone shouted wildly.

"Chasing! Chase! Hit up! Kill that damn Xing Meng!" One man roared with a ferocious look on his face.

"Dog, overtake!" a man yelled angrily at the bus driver.

"Okay!" The bus driver, who was called Gouzi, responded with a crazy look on his face.
Chapter completed!