On the wilderness road in Texas, a luxury RV is driving in the night.
This is the explosive train convoy.
In the circle of stunt drivers, they are well-known.
After all, their team has the best stunt driver and the best star in the circle, "Johnny Explosion".
"Hey guys!"
"Who can drive for me? I also want to have a beer and take a rest!"
The driver in front complained impatiently.
Behind them, several members of the explosion train team were playing cards together.
"It's your turn to drive today. If you want to drink, just wait until you get back."
"Deal, deal!"
"When we get to the place, someone else will drive for you."
A few people were laughing and joking, they didn't want to do the drudgery of driving.
Today is their day off, and they rarely have time to relax. Everyone gathers around to play cards and drink. Whoever's turn it is to drive will be unlucky.
You must know that in a few days, their big star Johnny will start his speed show. It will be a big event, and he will not have time to rest when he is busy.
"Hey Johnny, did you see that they're talking about you on TV?"
"The greatest stunt driver ever, sitting next to me right now."
Mike from the Explosive Train, a slightly obese middle-aged man, patted Johnny Brace on the shoulder.
"Okay, I understand."
"Can you change the channel now? It's the monkey show just now."
Johnny stared at the TV, his mind wandering to nowhere, maybe the howler monkey breeding program, or something else.
In short, his thoughts are not in the flattery of the TV host.
"I said Johnny, why don't you just follow everyone else's example and have a glass of cold beer sometime to relax yourself."
Mike took out a can of cold beer from the car refrigerator, poured a few sips into his mouth, and then said to Johnny next to him.
"As you know, alcohol always gives me nightmares, so I never drink."
"Besides, I like this better. Would you like some happy gummies?"
Johnny lifted the triangular cup in his hand, which was filled with red and yellow gummy candies.
Drinking sugar in the same way as drinking alcohol is very creative, and it is also Johnny's unique hobby.
"No, I'm not a child."
"The one I have in my hand is your choice."
Mike shook the cold beer in his hand, picked up the remote control, and started changing channels.
He kept saying to Johnny.
"My good friend, you should really relax."
"And listen to me, watching a monkey show is not a good choice either."
Johnny shook his head nonchalantly, chewing gummies in his mouth and speaking casually.
"Maybe."
Judging from the indifferent tone, he didn't listen at all to what Mike said.
"Today, the New York Police Department held another press conference. Chief George was interviewed about the extremely evil criminal Vallon..."
Click!
"Experts predict that the weather in Texas will change significantly in recent days, and at the same time..."
Mike pressed the remote control, and a voluptuous female weather anchor appeared on the TV, reporting the recent weather changes in Texas.
"Oh, look at that hot body."
"I feel like the weather in Texas will be good tomorrow."
The attention of several buddies playing cards was drawn to the TV, and they were discussing certain topics.
"Hey, wait a minute."
"Mike, please change the channel."
Johnny was originally slumped in a chair, leaning against the car window and eating candy.
Suddenly he seemed to be energetic, and hurriedly patted Mike on the shoulder, and even tried to grab his remote control.
"What's wrong, Johnny, that monkey show is so boring."
Mike reluctantly handed over the remote control, drank a beer, and expressed his opinion.
"I'm not looking for monkeys."
"I mean the news program just now."
As Johnny spoke, he began to look back for the news that had just been broadcast.
"What is the name of the wanted criminal in New York?"
"W-Walong?!"
Mike drank beer and thought about it for a while before he remembered that sinful name.
As an important member of the explosive train team, he is very busy with his usual work.
Most of Johnny's dangerous and exciting flying shows were arranged by him.
Including the layout of the scene, the atmosphere of the scene, and even various small props, especially Johnny's personal safety issues, these all need to be worried about by Mike.
He usually doesn't have that much time to watch the news, so when they are on their way to Texas, he only flips through the TV when he has free time.
The most common leisure and entertainment is to use their own game characters to play two rounds of speeding games that end quickly.
Just like what Johnny always complains about him.
"Why do you always crash cars?"
In fact, Mike is just a skilled gamer, he doesn't like crashing cars.
"Yes, that's him."
"Which news station was it just now? Why can't I find it?"
Johnny held up a triangular cup filled with candies and pressed the remote control anxiously.
"Why do you care so much about a wanted criminal?"
Mike touched his beard and looked at Johnny with some confusion.
"I didn't care about him?"
"I was just watching the news. What should a person who committed a heinous crime look like?"
Johnny answered with a calm expression, "A person who is known as the most evil wanted criminal of this century, is there anyone more evil than him in the world?"
"A heinous crime?"
"I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to watch the news. Is this Valon doing anything big?"
Mike turned his head in confusion and shook the beer in his hand towards the four guys playing cards behind him.
I hope someone can answer his doubts.
"I know, it's always mentioned in the news about New York recently."
"I heard that he kidnapped that famous playboy, the one from the Stark Group."
"Some people say that New York destroyed half of the city and it was this guy who did it."
"It's simply too scary. There seems to be a biochemical virus or something. In short, half of New York was destroyed, and it was all caused by this Walloon."
"No wonder, he is wanted by the whole world. This guy is really scary."
The four people playing cards seemed to have been aroused by the conversation. They drank wine, played cards, and talked about past events in New York that they didn't know were true or false.
In their words, the boss of the black-hand organization was simply outrageous.
He alone turned the whole of New York upside down. Most of New York was destroyed overnight, causing incalculable economic losses.
He is definitely a real villain, he is really awesome.
"I think I understand."
Mike listened to a few words and basically understood them.
"Oh, he's like a legendary figure."
"Just like you, Explosive Johnny and Blackhand Valon are all so crazy."
Mike made a little joke, then turned to look at Johnny and said seriously.
"How come I didn't know about what was said on TV about your next car show flying over the entire football field?"
"You should have discussed it with me first. This is too crazy. If something unexpected happens..."
Before Mike could finish talking, Johnny interrupted him.
"It's nothing, just relax."
"I'm different from this villain, I'm just a little lucky."
Johnny put down the remote control in his hand and looked at the TV in front of him.
The last scene of the news was fixed on the silver-haired man, wearing a crisp suit and holding a black gold cane, standing on the Daily Bugle building, confronting several helicopters.
"Is he Valon?"
There seemed to be a flash of fire in Johnny's eyes, and he remembered this man.
"Hey, it's not a matter of being lucky or not."
"Johnny, have you figured out the key to the problem?"
Mike slammed the beer bottle on the table, and at the same time the four card players behind him also stopped and looked at Johnny together.
"What's wrong?"
Johnny was stunned by the sudden serious atmosphere and looked at Mike in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"Just like this situation before, you would have died long ago."
Mike pointed at the TV, where Johnny had just finished a car show.
After flying across the entire track, Johnny's motorcycle crashed heavily, and Johnny himself was even thrown away and landed on his head.
Fortunately, the final result was good. Although the motorcycle was scrapped, Johnny himself was fine.
However, that scene really scared Mike and the others to death.
"I just said, I might just be lucky."
Johnny repeated the answer again, but Mike obviously didn't believe it.
"You can't do this just by luck. Believe me Johnny, there must be angels protecting you."
Listening to what Mike said, Johnny didn't refute anything, he just said it in a calm tone.
"Maybe!"
Johnny was chewing gummy candies, and his face was reflected in the car window. The fleeting reflection suddenly turned into a skeleton.
"But maybe not an angel."
boom!!
The RV was still driving, and the engine roared for a while.
Suddenly, the driver in front shouted.
"Guys, there seems to be a car at the intersection ahead."
"It's really rare that we can meet people traveling on the same road as us on such a wilderness road."
When Johnny heard the driver's words, he subconsciously cast his eyes into the distance.
At this time, an off-road vehicle was racing in the darkness, getting closer and closer to them.
…
"Welcome to local Texas radio, let's focus on some recent news."
"The Texas Security Service has been dispatched. It is reported that horrific massacres have occurred in remote towns."
"The specific content has not been disclosed yet, but our reporters will follow up the visit further."
"Also, entertainment news channel."
"The big star in the circus, the famous Snake Circus is coming to Texas."
"We are about to have a great show, and it all depends on Mr. Drake Shannon..."
The car radio was playing local news from Texas.
"..."
The miko lady sitting in the passenger seat had a confused look on her face.
Kikyo just felt confused. Since a massacre occurred, shouldn't the case be solved as soon as possible?
Why is it that compared to the massacre in a remote town, the news focuses more on this snake circus?
What's so interesting about this kind of performance? Isn't human life important?
"These people are so irresponsible. This should be a priority!"
Mary Jane was also losing her temper.
She also wanted to know the relevant details about the massacre. If such an inhuman and bloody incident was reported, it would definitely have a very good effect.
If the criminal can be caught, he will be able to uphold justice and get the opportunity to report big news.
"Don't think about this kind of thing all the time. Just leave the case to the local police station."
Harry said angrily, recently, in order to become a real journalist.
Mary Jane showed signs of being possessed, and was always thinking about making big news.
But in a massacre like this, it's best not to get involved if you can. Who knows what secrets are hidden behind this, maybe it's a gang vendetta.
Master Harry doesn't want to cause trouble.
And the one in the best condition is actually Zhao Li. He has lived for too long. What has happened to Li brother in Dafeng Dalang?
The reason why there are so few people in Texas is not because they are so capable. It is really normal for people to die.
"Let me tell you, what is the origin of this Snake Club Circus?"
Official Zhao lit a cigarette and asked casually.
Unexpectedly, Mary Jane jumped up again.
"I know, I know, I've also seen the famous Death Snake Scene."
In order to become an excellent media person, of course one must pay attention to news from all walks of life.
Especially such top entertainment news and some mysterious little inside information, Mary Jane will never let it go.
The Snake Club Circus is famous for its horror shows, the black crow scarecrow show, and the venomous snake pet shows.
"Oh My God!"
Harry covered his face, obviously feeling hopeless.
"How come you know everything?"
"Death snake show, what the hell is this?"
Facing the surprised Master Harry, Mary Jane rolled her eyes beautifully.
"Really, what an ignorant young master!"
"It would be great to catch the performance of Snake Club Circus."
"When the time comes, if I can interview Explosive Johnny and Mr. Drake Shannon at the same time..."
"Wow, I can't believe it!"
No, you are almost immersed in your dream and can't wake up.
Harry looked at Mary Jane's excited expression and knew that this woman was daydreaming again.
What kind of suicide car show, what kind of death snake show? Who in the right mind would watch such a show?
Harry would never go anyway, and he had no interest in accompanying Mary Jane to interview anyone.
And, just when Mary Jane was excited.
"There's someone ahead!"
What did Platycodon sensed first?
"You don't need to tell me that I saw it too. How could you not notice such big car lights?"
"Luxury sedan, I haven't driven this good thing before."
On a section of intersecting wilderness roads, Zhao Li's off-road vehicle and the luxury RV coming from the side met, and finally converged on one road.
"It's not easy. I thought I wouldn't meet anyone in this damn place."
Officer Zhao stretched his head out of the car window with a cigarette in his mouth, as if he wanted to see who was in the RV?
And, at the same time.
The window on one side of the RV was down, and Johnny, who was chewing gummy candies, was looking outside.
The SUV merged with the RV and then turned onto the same wilderness road.
Two cars were driving side by side, one big and one small, and the two people leaning out of the car window were Johnny and Zhao Li.
At this moment, they looked at each other!!
Click!!
On the wilderness road at night, a drought thunder struck out of thin air.
then……
“Ahhhh!!”
It was Mary Jane's scream!
It happened so suddenly, her dream was about to come true.