Chapter 229 Curtain Call Bailey, who was in the bank lobby, heard the gunshots and immediately stopped pretending. Blitzcrank said in the headset: "Get started!!" Bailey stood up directly, walked to the bank door, took out the chain and locked it from the inside, turned around and took off his thick windbreaker. Revealing the black backpack slung across his body, the level 3 bulletproof vest, and rows of grenades, smoke bombs, gas bombs, and clay explosives. He took out a Remington shotgun from his backpack, loaded the bullets with two clicks, aimed at the ceiling above his head and fired two shots! Everyone was startled when they heard the continuous gunshots and the wall plaster falling from the ceiling. They turned around and saw the masked gangster standing in the hall with a long gun in his hand. Bailey shouted to everyone present: "Hey! Ladies and gentlemen! Now I declare that this bank is closed early! Please cooperate with each other and line up in the corner. Don't crowd! Don't make noise! Don't trample! Squat on the ground and hold your head with your hands! Let me see your hands!!" "Ah!!! Sailang!!" The black lady hugged her head and screamed like a groundhog. "Shut up! I said! Stop making noise!" Bailey yelled and fired two shots directly at the floor under his feet! The black lady was immediately scared silly. "No! Sir! Please don't hurt me!!" The white woman hurriedly ran to the corner with the child in her arms and squatted down tactfully. "Damn it! Where are the bank's security guards? Why didn't they do a routine check on a gangster who came in?"
One customer broke down emotionally, hid in a corner with his head in his hands, and angrily accused the bank staff of negligence. "I'm sorry, sir. The security guard has taken a day off today and will not be able to come to work until the afternoon. We didn't expect such an accident to happen." The staff was also frightened. They quickly closed the glass windows, hid inside, pressed the one-button alarm, and took out their mobile phones to call the bank's senior executives. Bailey was not at all panicked when he saw this. He listened to the conversation coming from the headset and grinned. On the other side, at a party at the Ocean Hotel in Palmdale, bank executives and shareholders who were chatting and laughing with the chief of the local police station suddenly received calls from each other. They walked aside to answer the calls, listened to the reports from their employees, and also indicated that they understood. "Looks like we'll be busy again today! I can't believe it. It's already the 21st century and there are still gangsters robbing banks? Or your Wells Fargo Bank!" Chief Palmdale expressed disbelief with exaggerated body language. "These criminals are so despicable! Sir, you must bring them to justice!!" The executives of Wells Fargo were also shocked and angry. "I will! I'll handle this matter now! Hey! Bieber, quickly notify Borente at the police station and ask him to bring some people out!" The chief immediately shouted to the side and began to gather people. Sheriff Bieber walked over quickly and was also stunned when he heard the words. Looking at the bank shareholders and executives who were not in a hurry, he was very tactful and said honestly: "Sir, except for the ordinary patrolmen, our senior police officers and police chiefs are basically here. The police cars and helicopters have also been sent for maintenance as you requested. It was Borent who drove the car for you when you came." "Oh! Shit! I almost forgot! This is so bad!!" The director held his head in his hands, in disbelief. His acting was so good that he could go to Hollywood and directly receive the Best Actor award. Then the chief gave an order half in anger and half in authority, "Why don't you go back to the police station and lead the police out!" "Yes! Sir!" Sheriff Bieber saluted solemnly and immediately turned around to call for help. But the Ocean Hotel was so huge that it took him three full minutes just to run up and down, make phone calls and look for someone! When I pushed open the door of hotel room 305, I saw a respected sheriff riding a horse with a beautiful hotel waitress. "Shit! Stop playing! Something happened! Go back to the police station and get ready!" Bieber said seriously immediately, and his colleagues hurriedly put on their clothes after hearing what he said. Before leaving, Sheriff Bieber also admired the waitress's figure and said enthusiastically: "Hey, miss, can you please leave your contact information?" "Of course, officer." The waitress breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. A rich man named Abby, who was nearby, was chatting and laughing with business celebrities with his daughter. When he saw the wonderful performance here, he also walked aside to report the news. Well, out of ten people, eight are traitors. The others are either enriching themselves or on their way to enriching themselves. How bad can this be!! On the other hand, Wells Fargo's plan is still being implemented as scheduled.
Zhang Ailun held the vault supervisor who was beaten black and blue, with a miserable face and dared not speak, and came to the hall. Looking at the NPCs who were trembling in the corner, their performance was exactly the same as online! Very cooperative. Praise: "Well done, you have perfectly controlled the situation!" Bailey also gave a thumbs up when he heard this. "Hand over the password to the vault, and I may consider sparing your life." Old Jack patted the vault supervisor on the shoulder, and waved to the staff in the glass cabinet, "Hey! Do you see how miserable he looks? If you don't cooperate, I guarantee that your fate will be even worse than his!!" The vault manager was filled with grief and indignation. If he had known that they would be so ruthless, he should have asked the shareholders for more bonuses and dividends. The punch from the masked gangster made him see stars and he even saw his own breasts. If the other party hadn't given the secret signal, he would have even thought that a group of real gangsters had come! Although to some extent, it is true... "Ok, I can give you the password." The vault manager accepted his fate. After all, he was the one to take the blame, so he simply cooperated and told the vault password in front of everyone. "Okay, to prevent you from running around, I'm going to ask you to keep quiet now!" Old Jack was a ruthless man who didn't say much. He took out clay dynamite and stuck it on the entrance door, laughing: "If police officers come by then, remember to remind them not to get too close! Don't even think about running around, otherwise... bang!!" The hostages were all terrified. They had never seen such a ruthless character who was willing to sacrifice his life. "We've already wasted three minutes. Let's go to the vault and get the money." Zhang Ailun asked Bailey to stay in the lobby on the first floor to guard it, while he took Sig and held the vault manager hostage to the second floor, followed closely by Old Jack. Soon, he arrived at the security door with a fingerprint lock. The vault manager stretched out his hand tremblingly and tried to unlock it, but failed because of excessive sweat secretion. Old Jack was getting a little impatient when he saw this, and he stepped forward and pushed the man away, "Get up! You're too slow!" He directly took out the clay dynamite and stuck it on, installed the detonator and the initiator, then turned around and ran behind a distant obstacle, reminding: "It's going to explode soon! Remember to hide!!" The vault manager was stunned when he saw this scene. No, do you really need to? Are you here to rob money or to bomb the bank? It didn't bother you, did it? Did you do it on purpose or by accident! Zhang Ailun squatted in the corner with Sig and the hostages. Old Jack didn't care about anything and just pressed the detonator. Along with the pleasant music of ticking and the sound of countdown, a loud bang was heard the next second! Flames shot up into the sky and dust rose everywhere. "Cough cough cough..." The vault manager was choked and tears welled up in his eyes. He looked at the blasted security door with a dusty face, and said in shock and anger: "Shit! The loss of the bank this time is too huge!!" "What are you talking about? We are here for the money in the vault. How can your losses not be great? Do you think we are here for a ride?" Zhang Ailun said unhappily, picked the man up, walked through the bombed corridor, and arrived at the vault door a minute later. The vault manager heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar door, knowing that his mission was about to end. If the bleeding didn't stop, he would be in so much pain that he would die. He quickly entered the password manually, circled it three times to the left and right, and with a click, the vault door was unlocked. A smile of relief appeared on his face, "OK, gentlemen, the vault is open..." Before he could finish his words, Zhang Ailun punched him directly on the jawbone. The vault manager's eyes went dark, he rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground cleanly. "OK! Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Supervisor, you can log off now." Zhang Ailun moved his wrist, pulled the door handle and opened the vault door, revealing the silver decoration style inside. After walking in and taking a few glances, he found that the decoration of the vault was very different from that of the Little Rock Casino. It was not magnificent at all, but cold steel everywhere. He looked at the piles of bills on the counter. Five million US dollars were neatly laid out! Right there! The glass cabinets were not chained, and all the safe doors and safes were open and basically empty. Valuable things had long been taken away by bank executives, such as some private documents and stock contracts, which could not have been left to them.
Zhang Ailun was also completely speechless. Sig also sighed: "It's not a difficult task. I feel like I don't get any respect from the bank for my identity as a gangster!" "Hey, man, do you want to experience the hellish difficulty of Lancaster City? It's good enough if you can make some money." Old Jack only had money in his eyes and didn't care about anything else. He hung the gun on his body, picked up the bag and rushed over, frantically taking out the money. He laughed out loud: "Take as much as you can. All this money is ours!!" Sig was also very excited and soon joined the battlefield mopping-up. The chief leader also joined the mopping-up army with a bag in hand. The three of them picked up handfuls of banknotes and put them in the bag. The bag was like an inflated ball, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye and becoming bulging. After filling up several backpacks, Zhang Ailun used the cart in the vault, took out several inflatable handbags, and placed the money bags on top. The total number piled up looked to be more than a dozen. "Looking from the outside, it looks like it's worth tens of millions of dollars!" After all, they have to carry 5000 million dollars worth of gold, so how can they just carry it in a few backpacks? details make a difference! Old Jack also gave a thumbs up and said, "I didn't even think of such details. Young man, you are really meticulous!" "My dick is 9 inches long and thicker than an eggplant. Who are you talking about?" The chief leader was unhappy and retorted. "I know you are very powerful. But you shouldn't use your strength to argue with an old man like me. Maybe you can try to conquer the daughter of my distant cousin?" Old Jack said with a twitch in his mouth. Zhang Ailun raised his middle finger at him, you old pervert. "I've conquered it. I made $2000!" After helping each other, several people worked together to move the $5 million in cash in the vault. Blitz also issued a reminder, "The Palmdale Police Department has sent a police car to support us." Knowing that it was not advisable to stay here for long, Zhang Ailun immediately ordered a retreat, and Sig worked diligently as a laborer, pulling a cart. They quickly left the vault. When they passed the door, the vault supervisor woke up and watched the three people preparing to leave. Before he could sit up and say anything, the chief turned around and punched him in the face again! With a bang, he fell back onto his back. The vault manager had a smile on his face, sleeping like a baby. The three of them took the elevator to the first floor. The moment the door came, he immediately pushed the cart straight to the back door and called out to Bailey, "Retreat!!" Before leaving, Old Jack also took out smoke bombs and gas bombs, pulled the rings and threw them in the lobby on the first floor, laughing: "Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for your cooperation! If I never see you again, I wish you good morning, good afternoon and good night! ” After saying this, he made a gorgeous farewell and immediately turned around and disappeared into the smoke, leaving behind the dumbfounded guests, who were coughing violently and choking to tears. Watching the gangsters leave, the crowd went into an uproar the next second. "Oh! Shit! They took so much money!!" "Whose money is that? Is it from the bank?" "Nonsense, how could there be money in the bank? That's all our money! It's ours!!!" Zhang Ailun and his men quickly ran out from the back door of the bank. They worked together to carry the heavy bags and loaded them into the trunk of the van, including the empty bags that were just for show. Soon all of them were loaded into the van. The car door slammed shut, Zhang Allen fastened his seat belt, sat in the driver's seat and started the car. Old Jack, Bailey and Sig were in another car.
Blitz had been waiting for a long time. He took a look at the signal source on the display screen and saw that it was full of small red dots, at least dozens of them. He sighed, "If you had come out two minutes later, they would have surrounded us from the nearby blocks." "The time is just right." Zhang Ailun took a look and immediately backed out of the garage, "Remember to plan your route." "I have hacked into the backend of the Traffic Management Bureau and controlled the traffic lights. By then, there will be traffic jams and congested roads throughout Palm Valley, and only we will have a smooth journey!" "Ok. Let's start retreating." Zhang Ailun stepped on the accelerator and drove straight down the street at full speed, with Old Jack following closely behind. Two vans started racing in the city, dodging and turning. When they encountered a traffic light, the light suddenly turned green. After they passed it quickly, it soon turned red again. The private car drivers who were waiting in line were stunned, rubbed their eyes, and looked at the flashing red light. What was that thing that whizzed by? Did the light turn green just now? Oh! It really is a green light! The driver had just started the car and was halfway through the intersection when the light turned red the next second. "WTF!?" Looking at the randomly flashing red and green lights, everyone was dumbfounded. Are you dancing here? Should I leave or not? The sirens of police cars echoed in the streets as they raced through downtown Palmdale, following closely behind. They quickly locked onto the two vans and began to hold on to them, using the radio to notify the dispatch center and the tower. But after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the police helicopter being dispatched for support and tracking. Don't ask, the answer is it is under maintenance. The speed of the police cars on the road alone was obviously not enough. Under Blitz's planned route, coupled with the crazy interference of traffic lights, many vehicles did not dare to drive at intersections. They were left behind after only a dozen intersections, and the police successfully lost the target person. The police officer was also puzzled, feeling that everything was going wrong today. "Did someone pull out the valve on my engine? Why can't I step on the accelerator today?!" It broke down. The police car was sent to the repair shop for maintenance, but the engine was broken. Not only did the car break down, but even the traffic lights started to malfunction! (End of this chapter)