At the very moment, the scene was chaotic.

The reporters instinctively aimed the camera at the scrambled blade gang. Knowing the danger, their legs were trembling, and the camera was trembling, but this is an instinct, just like knowing that there is a bullet on the battlefield but still going Soldiers forward.

Such a wonderful shot is not to be missed. As a reporter, such a shot is absolutely not allowed to be missed!

This is live! Live streaming means battlefield.

It's just that the camera is bumpy, and it swings with the chaos of the crowd, and the shot is not clear.

The reporters were timid in their hearts. Everyone was afraid of death, not to mention that several of them were raised up and aimed at the camera and their heads.

"Retreat!" Gao Leng decisively issued an order to retreat. He wanted headlines, headlines that none of his colleagues could hurt or die, not headlines that were exchanged for the lives of innocent colleagues.

In a few seconds, life and death will be determined, he is waiting for an opportunity.

None of the cameras have the opportunity to capture the scene.

After hearing Gao Leng's instructions to retreat, Zuo Xue, Lao Diao and the others immediately ordered them to retreat, but they did not interrupt the live broadcast.

Not a last resort, such a wonderful live broadcast cannot be stopped.

"Run Z-shaped! Z-shaped!" Gao Leng shouted.

When faced with a gun, running a Z-shape is a way to minimize the probability of being hit.

Only after the photographer took the lens and turned it for a few seconds, he turned it around again because of professional habits, backed up, and raised the camera again.

And in the past few seconds when they turned their backs together, the opportunity came.

Whoosh...

A gust of wind came from inside the crowd in a chilly manner.

Kacha Kacha Kacha, the muffled sound of a dozen crisp bones cracking, can't be heard in this chaos.

And what can be heard is that as the sound of Kacha Kacha Kacha fell, the painful and screams of a dozen people instantly pierced the night sky.

The cameras were raised and turned again one after another. The abnormal sound made the reporters extremely excited. The camera flashed a red light, but it turned around for a second or two. The live broadcast was not interrupted, and the camera once again swept across a group of Knife Gang.

Uproar!

Just now, the two groups of people were at odds with each other, and just now, several people raised their guns and aimed at the reporters. They just turned around for a second or two. After they were evacuated in panic, they might be shot for a second or two. Earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Shock!

I saw the few people who had just raised their guns and aimed at the reporters. At this moment, they all had their faces like pig liver holding one hand to the other.

All the guns in their hands fell off.

In the blink of an eye, the high cold exploded with super powers, which directly crushed the wrists of these people holding guns in a few seconds.

The bones were crushed.

It's a crackling sound of bones.

At the moment when the camera was switched, he returned to the distance, as if he had never moved.

"This... where's their gun?" Zuo Xue turned around, muttered in surprise, and returned to work in an instant. She quickly turned her head and directed the same stunned camera reporter: "Snapshot, snapshot, live. Well. Dear viewers, after a fight by the high-cold reporter..."

Following Zuo Xue’s narration, the desperadoes who had broken bones were puzzled, but the pain prevailed and they screamed heartbreakingly. Among them, some of the killers were tough guys on the road, and they still broke their hands. He resisted, took out the knife from his waist and looked in the direction of Gao Leng.

If you want to die, I'll be back.

Under the camera, Gao Leng greeted these desperadoes without fear and directly started, but only reduced his ability to a normal level. He turned around and threw one person over his head, with a muffled bang, and sturdy over his shoulders and threw it. The man fell into a fool.

A few more revolving legs fell down. The revolving legs secretly used force. As soon as they swept over, they heard the sound of broken bones. Several people fell to the ground and bowed like shrimps. For a while, the ghost cried the wolf howling grabbed the leg and rolled around.

It looked funny, and several of them bumped their heads into each other.

The voices of crying and howling for a while, tears and nose flying together, how miserable and miserable, there are as many grandchildren as there are, completely gone before the arrogance and viciousness.

"Okay! Dear viewers, you can see that Gao Leng reporter knocked down a criminal! Pretty! Beautifully fell over the shoulder! Another criminal!" Zuo Xue jumped up excitedly, with a very high-pitched voice. She hosted high-end interviews quite differently.

It was full of excitement and admiration, and completely lost the appearance of the dignified female anchor on the TV screen.

Women are afraid of being aggressive, but they admire the men who absolutely crush each other.

After a few moments of froze, the few people who wanted to succumb to their fate, immediately rushed to the remnants of this group of soldiers, and kept them firmly on the ground, unable to move.

Of course, it also includes the swordsmen they feared in the past, but at this time, they are the fat guys who have lost merit.

Four or five people scrambled to rush forward and pressed him down for fear that the camera might not catch him.

This is the evil side of human nature.

Knife Guy was pressed under him by someone like a stack of Arhats, and after struggling a few times and yelling in despair, he suddenly laughed.

His smile was bitter, there was no sound, tears came out, his shoulders were trembling, but because there were too many people pressing on him, he couldn't get up.

He laughed until his entire face was distorted.

These few diehards he always carried, these few used to he wanted them to eat shit, they immediately carried ten pounds to eat a clean diehard.

Contained him tightly and blocked his vitality.

Dao Lao's gun had been knocked down by Gao Leng to the ground more than ten meters away, unable to return to the sky.

But no one knows that the Dao guy is rigorous, so rigorous that he didn't want him to shoot when he went out of the mountain to take Gao Leng, he also had a gun around his waist, not to mention that he still had an ankle hidden.

A short pistol was placed in the holster at his ankle and could come out in the dark.

This is to prepare for emergencies.

At this time, it is a need.

Several people pressed on him, in a mess. In the chaos, his hand quietly touched his ankle from a direction that Gao Leng could not see.

Pulled out with a pull.

This scene was seen by Mu Xiao Leng, who retreated the slowest. Xiao Leng was different from others, and she was also different from Zuo Xue, who was also the host.

Zuo Xue reported the overall situation, her attention was drifting between Gao Leng and criminals following the camera; other reporters focused on the whole scene, including the old man.

And Mu Xiaolen looked at the criminals from beginning to end. Her attention was not on the angle of the news shooting, nor on how the news was broadcast.

Her attention was all on who would hurt Gao Leng.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and when she saw the Dao guy taking a gun, she covered her mouth in horror, without hesitation, she ran towards Gao Leng subconsciously.

"Brother Gao Leng! Be careful, that person..." Xiao Leng yelled as he ran, pointing at the knife guy.

Gao Leng, when he heard Mu Xiao Leng behind him, turned his gaze to the Dao guy, but unfortunately, from his angle, he could not see the Dao guy drawing a gun.

In an instant, the gun was aimed at Mu Xiao Leng, who ran over to meet Gao Leng.

Bah, under the chaotic howling of ghosts and wolves, the sound of this crisp bullet being loaded is inaudible.

Humph, asking you to be buried with a woman is also happy. Dao Lao smiled.

He pressed the trigger.

The bullet whizzed towards Mu Xiao Leng, and Mu Xiao Leng ran towards Gao Leng, the green sweater and white skirt, ran towards Gao Leng.

Have you ever seen a green firefly?

Just like Mu Xiao Leng at this time.

Huo Huo Shengguang.

No turning back.