Chapter 53 is very funny, but guess why I am not laughing (please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe) "Boom!" Scarface led the charge into the bank hall and fired two shots, then shouted: "Everyone, hold your heads and squat down!" The hall first fell into a brief silence, and then screams suddenly broke out and the hall became chaotic. "Ah! Robbery! Help!" "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Because it was too early and there was a heavy traffic jam on the road leading to the bank, there were only a few customers in the hall at this time. The rest were all staff, squatting on the ground and shivering. "Don't shoot! Don't kill!" The head of the business section at the window raised his hands, slowly squatted down and said, "You are just looking for money, there is no need to kill people. Don't worry, we will definitely cooperate with you, we just ask you not to kill anyone." "Who are you?" Scarface asked when he saw that this guy sounded like a leader as soon as he opened his mouth. The head of the business department quickly took out his business card from his pocket and threw it over. "I am the head of the business department of this branch. What I say has effect here. As long as you don't kill anyone, I will cooperate with you." "Okay! Let them open the safe and put the money into the bag!" Scarface looked down at the business card on the ground, then raised his head and said in a stiff tone.
His three accomplices divided the work among themselves. One of them guarded the door, one controlled the hostages, and the last one threw several packages on the counter window. You can tell at first glance that he is an experienced and senior player. "Okay! Okay, okay!" The head of the business section nodded repeatedly and shouted to the pale-faced staff at the counter, "Quick! Put the money in quickly. We'll be fine if we cooperate. They'll leave after taking the money! Don't try any tricks. Don't try to kill everyone with the hope of getting away with it. Just do as they say!" With management on hand to call the shots, the staff inside the counter did not risk pressing the alarm button. Instead, they opened the safe at gunpoint and filled package after package with wads of large-denomination bills. After all, the monthly salary is only a few hundred thousand. What are you playing with? "Quick! Move faster!" "Hurry up! Or I'll kill you!" "Go and drive the car over here." Scarface turned around and directed a younger brother, not expecting it to be so smooth. "Hi!" The younger brother who assisted in guarding the hostages slowly left the bank and drove a small box truck that had been parked next to the bank last night to the main entrance. The head of the business department was a little surprised when he saw this scene. When did they park the car here? Then I couldn't help feeling emotional. Professional matters should be left to professionals. After the van stopped, the driver got out, opened the cargo box, carried all the full packages out of the bank and threw them into the van, and took a few empty bags for the staff at the counter to continue filling them with money. "Brother, the road ahead seems to be open! When carrying the twelfth package onto the car, the bandits noticed that there were more and more vehicles on the road outside. "Retreat!" Scarface gave the order decisively after hearing the words. Because of the traffic jam, he extended the scheduled robbery time. This time the harvest has far exceeded his expectations, and he can't be greedy anymore, otherwise he will get into trouble. The four men, each carrying a package, quickly ran out of the bank, got into the car and left, disappearing on the spot. "Quick! Call the police!" the business section chief shouted, feeling so sad that he almost laughed out loud. I immediately prepared to call the branch manager to report the good news.
Ah! No, it's a bad news. A bad news. "Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-" Only then did someone press the alarm button. In fact, they didn't need to call the police. At the moment the robbery started, the people nearby had already called the police. It was just that the police car was delayed on the way because of the traffic jam. The alarm sounded for about three minutes before it stopped. Two minutes later, the van of Noda's five-member entrepreneurial team braked suddenly and stopped in front of the bank. Before the employees inside could react. Wearing hoods that only reveal their eyes and holding cameras, they rushed into the bank. "Bang bang bang!" "Robbery! Everybody get down!" Like his colleague just now, Noda first fired a gun into the air as a demonstration, and then shouted for cooperation. This is purely a unified process in the industry. Baka! No way, another group coming? The bank staff who had just breathed a sigh of relief after surviving the robbery were all stunned. They squatted down skillfully again, with a thousand horses galloping through their hearts. The head of the business department who had just called the branch manager was also dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the group of gangsters in front of him, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground. "Mosimoxi?" The branch manager's voice came over the phone. "Bang!" Noda stepped forward and kicked the phone away. He looked around and shouted, "Fill all the bags for me, or I'll start a massacre!" The two men placed the bags they had prepared in advance on the counter and pointed guns at the people inside to threaten them. "Did you hear me? Put the money in it!" "Quick! Fill them all up!" "Wait... wait!" A staff member at the counter raised his hand weakly and said cautiously, "Money... not enough money. It can't be filled." You came too late, all the money has been taken away. It's your fault that you are not active enough at work. "What?" Noda was stunned when he heard this. His brain was a little slow to react. At this moment, he vaguely heard the sound of police sirens, and the boy who was on guard at the door immediately shouted, "Brother! There are police! Lots of police!" "What? How did the police come so quickly?" "Baga! What the hell is going on?" The other three brothers were shocked and angry for a moment.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Noda had no time to think about what was going on and could only retreat first. When he ran out of the bank, he looked in the direction where the sirens came from, and saw more than a dozen police cars whizzing towards him with sirens flashing, less than a hundred meters away from him. There were so many police cars, it was obvious they came prepared. "Listen, bandits in front, immediately..." "Get in the car first!" Noda shouted while putting away his pistol, holding the AK hanging diagonally behind him in front of his chest, and then pulled the trigger at the police car. "Da da da da da da da da!" The muzzle of the gun trembled, and a volley of bullets poured out like a fire snake, hitting the oncoming police car with a clanging sound and sparks flying. In order to avoid the bullets shot at them, the police cars in front subconsciously swerved their steering wheels and collided with the cars next to them. The cars behind did not have time to brake and crashed directly into the car in front. The clanging sounds continued to be heard. After more than a dozen police cars collided with each other, their engines emitted white smoke and they were forced to stop in the middle of the road, blocking the road. Seeing that the vehicle could no longer pass, the police in the car got out and pulled the trigger at Noda and others. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" Although their individual firepower is not as good as Noda's. But they have more people and more guns. There was a constant sound of gunfire for a while. The white van was riddled with holes in the hail of bullets, like a small boat on the sea that could capsize at any time. Noda got into the car while fighting and retreating. The younger brother in the driver's seat crouched down, started the car and quickly fled the scene. Watching the van drive away and disappear from sight, Aoi, the head of the Organized Crime Countermeasures Division who led the team, punched the hood hard. "Bagaya road!" .............................. "Bagaya road!" On the other side, Noda in the van was also cursing and reached out to grab the hood and pulled it off violently. "Brother! Yamamoto... Yamamoto is dead." At this moment, a scream came from behind. Noda immediately looked back and saw a young man sitting on the last row of seats in the van with his head hanging against the door, blood slowly flowing down his neck. Take another look at the shattered glass in the back row. Apparently he was killed by a stray bullet fired by the police. "Ah!" The driver roared and slammed the steering wheel, his eyes red as he said, "Didn't they say that there was cooperation from the top? Why did the police come so quickly? It's like someone called the police in advance! Could this have been a trap from the beginning to the end?" "Find a place to burn the car." Noda looked at the dead Yamamoto, suppressed the pain and anger in his heart and said, then tilted his head back and closed his eyes. After he recovered a little, he was about to call Xiaolin to question him, but his phone rang first.
"Dingling bell~Dingling bell~" Noda put it to his ear and answered it. "Hahahaha! Noda-kun, congratulations on your success. I'll be waiting for you at the agreed place." Kobayashi laughed heartily a few times, and then said, "By the way, you may not believe it, but my relative said that there was a group of unlucky guys behind you who also went to rob, and they just happened to run into the police who came to arrest you. Hahahaha, don't you think it's funny? Even movies don't dare to shoot like this..." Listening to Kobayashi's unbridled laughter, Noda's facial features were almost distorted, the knuckles of his fingers holding the phone turned pale, and his breathing gradually became rapid. He now finally understood what had happened. "It's very funny, but Kobayashi, guess why I'm not laughing?" Noda said word by word. Xiaolin was stunned, and then he noticed that Noda had not responded. "Yes, Noda-kun, why don't you laugh? Isn't this funny enough?" He remembered that Noda's sense of humor was not that high. "Bakayarō!" Noda felt aggrieved and wronged. He cursed loudly, his eyes reddened and he shouted through gnashing teeth, "Because I am the unlucky one!" "Hmm?" Xiao Lin didn't quite understand and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that, Noda-kun?" "What do you mean? Literally!" Noda's mentality exploded, and he shouted hysterically: "We were stuck in traffic on the road and were late! When we got there, the police came before we could do anything! One of my brothers died because of this. Do you understand now?" They made wedding dresses for others. He also intercepted the police pursuit for others. He just wants to make a few hundred million dollars, why is it so unsuccessful and why is it so difficult? Why! Why? QAQ! "What!" Xiao Lin on the other side was also furious when he heard this, and asked quickly: "So you didn't get any money, and one person died. Did the gang of criminals in front of you take away the money you deserved?" Noda was silent, but silence was better than words at this moment. "Baga! How could this happen!" Xiao Lin couldn't hold it in any longer. He cursed and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. "Let's meet first, then we'll talk." (End of this chapter)