At this moment, a loud sound of helicopters roaring from outside the van.

Everyone was even more panicked as the helicopters’ movement was very loud coupled with the overly familiar chopping sound.

Max asked frantically, “What is going on? Why are there helicopters? Who are these people?”

Gibson’s father pulled the curtain open in a small gap and peeked outside when he saw several helicopters lined up in the sky like an army of metallic birds. He gaped in shock and remarked, “Oh my god, there are many helicopters in the sky! Even if the police want to arrest us, they wouldn’t use helicopters! Did we get on some VIPs’ nerves?”

While talking, the helicopters were directly above their car as the loud roar resonated throughout the bridge and into the van.

Charlie was sitting on one of the helicopters, overlooking the scene that was unfolding on the bridge.

The entire bridge was being blocked by the fleets of trucks. In the middle of the bridge, dozens of large trucks surrounded the I