Selling pineapples live, but you are eyeing my farm tools?

Chapter 76
In the early morning, what woke Mo Yu up was not the chirping of birds outside the house, but Lao Mo's phone call.

"Open the door, I'm at the door!"

Opening the gate of the yard with sleepy eyes, Lao Mo was wearing a bulletproof vest and carrying two real weapons, leaning against the door as if he was facing an enemy.

Behind him, there are more than a dozen special police officers wearing body armor and fully armed, each of them is covered with weapons.

Behind the special police are several forklifts.

It reminded Mo Yu of a meme he saw on the Internet.

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The person in that picture is the same as the dozen or so people in front of him, with grenades, bullets, and bandages all over his body.

Seeing the gate open, Old Mo gave Mo Yu a thumbs up first, and then he beckoned the people behind him to enter the yard.

"One group, go to the left and occupy the pile of scrap metal in front, the second group go to the right, deploy control along the perimeter of the kitchen, and the third group find the nearby commanding heights to defend!"

"Forklift! Fork all these junk out!"

The people behind acted separately according to the instructions, while Lao Mo stayed in front of Mo Yu.

"Didn't you go back?"

Hearing Mo Yu's question, Lao Mo stretched out his hand to pick the stubble on his chin, sighed and said:
"I went back, and I was planning to go on a blind date today, but because of your business, I was called back by my superiors."

"Say I'm familiar with you, it's more convenient to do things, let me protect your safety no matter what!"

He raised his head and glanced at Xiaoliang, the spider robot who was jumping and playing on the garbage dump, and felt bored again.

Isn't that thing more dangerous than others?

Stretching out his hand to pat Mo Yu, Old Mo whispered, "Don't worry about it later! No one will come to disturb you!"

"Okay! I'm going to cook noodles, do you want a bowl?"

"No, I'll go on patrol first to prevent anyone from messing around." Waved his hand, Lao Mo started to check along the fence.

He couldn't figure out why such a genius, instead of going to a good research institute, insisted on going home to do these things.

But that's okay, it can also be regarded as stimulating the local economy.

At the entrance of Mojia Village, more and more cars were stuck on the road.

There are anchors from outside who want to grab traffic, there are professional counterfeiters, and there are real fans who come here just because of their fame.

It's a pity that they came a step late. A concrete pier had already been placed at the entrance of the village, and there were still special police guards.

Can't get in.

There is no first-hand information.

But for most self-media and media people, sometimes, no information is the best information.

After dressing up, one by one began to operate in front of the camera.

"Brothers click a follow, people can't get in, it's so annoying, I'm speechless!"

"Order a little heart, and I'll sing a song for you!"

"Double-tap the screen, old irons! What kind of hypersonic missiles are made? They are all fake! They are all fake!"

Of course, there are old friends in there too.

A van with a sticker that Cai Jin knew earlier stopped in the distance, and two men and a woman got out of the car.

An anchor, a cameraman, and a coolie.

Relying on the documents in their hands to squeeze into the crowd, after finishing their makeup under the archway, the three of them turned on the camera.

"Viewers and friends, welcome to watch today's Caijin. I knew that we are now in Mojia Village, Chang City, Hai Province. This is a harmonious village."

"The scenery here is beautiful and free from industrial pollution. In April's windy weather, the spring is bright and beautiful. It is a good place for outings."

"Yesterday, just yesterday, someone uttered wild words, saying that he was going to build a hypersonic missile!"

"In a village without any industrial capabilities, create hypersonic missiles!"

"And it's still live!"

"Of course, this person is Mr. Mo Yu, our old friend who helped Nongda. Everyone knows about his spider robot and fish pond cleaner."

"So, in order to verify the authenticity of this news, the program team came to this village in Hai Province as soon as they got the news."

"Just to ask for a result for everyone! Now, everyone will follow our camera to find out!"

"follow me."

The female anchor, whom Caijin knew a long time ago, waved, and the cameraman followed, and they all came to the archway at the entrance of the village together.

Then he was stopped.

The special police officer who blocked the person didn't speak, but pointed to the truck next to him, and the back door of the truck opened at this time.

The female anchor casually looked over, there were several people in the truck.

After noticing the gaze of the female anchor, a group of people smiled awkwardly and politely, revealing the bracelets on their hands and tattoos all over their arms.

The position closest to the car door was a ruthless man with a full body, wearing a vest, and half of a dragon's head protruding from his chest.

He blew a whistle to the hostess, and said with a smile on his face: "Beauty, try it, you won't die! Look at us, at most we will go in and eat for a few days!"

"Die! Not dead! Come, there are no beauties here, come over and make a table of mahjong!"

"Really, be bold, people are so bold, and news is so prolific!"

There was a start, and the others followed suit.

It looked like they were eager for these people to force their way in.

Naturally, the movement here cannot be hidden from others, and I don't want to hide it from others.

And the people in the car booed even more, starting to whistle one by one.

Under the archway, everyone who was about to enter all retreated in unison.

Make a ghost mahjong, this is to prepare yourself to become a mahjong.

Further inside, a van was parked in front of the farmer's house, and a telescope was stuck out of the window to see clearly the movement at the archway.

The person with the binoculars sat back in his seat and looked at Si Huai with a livid face.

"Where did you find these people, none of them look like acting!"

"At the academy training base of the Bureau of Secrecy, I said I wanted some people to play hooligans, 300 yuan a day, and two meals, and they came."

Si Huai rubbed his head, obviously not expecting such a result.

A few kilometers to the west of the archway, there is a stretch of farmland here, and there is a large canal passing through the field, and the downstream of the canal is near Mo Yu's house.

Xi Ai's ace spy, Kleina, stood by the canal and thought for a long time before deciding to go back to sleep.

Anyway, the other party wants to broadcast live, and then take a pen to write down the data, and you can watch it over and over again.

Why take the risk?

At eleven o'clock in the morning, several large transport helicopters appeared in view.

Soon, the transport helicopter landed on the road outside the yard.

Zhang Yang rushed off the helicopter first.

Then he knelt down on the road and fertilized the fields.

I haven't slept well for several days, and I have been on the road all the time, so Iron Man can't bear it.

We must train people as soon as possible and share more work with ourselves.

After vomiting, the special police arrived at the scene with loading and unloading personnel and machinery.

The three parties exchanged briefly and began to unload materials.

At Mo Yu's house, when materials were piled up in the courtyard, Mo Yu opened the live broadcast room.

"Friends from the audience! The exciting moment is coming soon. Please take your notebooks and record the corresponding data, so as to contribute to your future life!"

——"Actually, you just want to send everyone in to eat in prison?"

(End of this chapter)