Chapter 127

the door of the bank was suddenly pushed open, and the cool atmosphere of the hall seemed to be disordered by the heat of the outside world. People were stunned to see three masked men fish in.

"Fight, fight... Rob!" The shortest "Monkey King" stammered.

"Pa!" The man with a clown mask slapped the back of the head of the "Monkey King" and scolded in Thai, "supan! Don't talk if you can't speak, shame!"

He pushed his companion with the mask of "Doraemon" and said, "come and tell them we rob!"

No one in the hall knew what they were talking about, and Yang Guo didn't know either. He hadn't learned Thai yet. At this time, he finally felt the lack of his own language.

But robbery? What is this?

The crowd looked at these three people foolishly, completely unaware that they were facing a criminal activity, and they were still wondering whether they were making a movie?

One person realized that it was the tall man Yang Guo had seen before. The moment the door was pushed open, he suddenly turned around and looked at it.

"Murderous!" Yes, this man felt murderous in these three people! These three people have seen blood. It's not easy!

He pressed his body down, as far as possible in the back of the chair, and then slowed down his breathing, his breath convergence, so as not to attract their attention, and then pay attention to observation.

"Not good!" He secretly complained. Each of the three men waved this pistol in his right hand. With the police force in this small county, he was very doubtful whether he could catch them.

"Hello, Hello, Hello!" The man with a "Doraemon" mask shook his right pistol and said with a smile to the people in the hall, "robbery! Rob the bank, do you understand? Shit, be serious, get down!"

"Bang!" A huge gunshot echoed in the hall, and the bank security guard knelt down tremblingly. There was a big crater in front of him.

"See!" "Doraemon" proudly shouted, "don't move, lie down well, move again, and the next bullet will hit your head!"

"Get down to the labor and capital! Do you hear!" "Doraemon" suddenly changed his tone and shouted angrily.

This roar finally woke up the people who were frightened by the gunshot. They finally understood that the three people in front of them were not the circus running out to amuse them, but the real robbery!

There were all kinds of screams and painful cries in the hall. Yang Guo, who was calm, quickly obedient and fell down, his heart pounding, secretly raised his head and watched the development of the situation.

The female worker who was sitting in front of the window was so frightened that she slipped from her chair and fell to the ground. She covered her mouth and tears flowed. Several female students who had just come in hugged each other and squatted on the floor in front of the rest area, crying with fear. The two women who just had a good chat are now lying on the ground. The female accountant wants to hug her head and cry bitterly with the woman with wavy head, but the woman with wavy head pushed away, shaking her hands and feet, trying to squeeze into the crack of the chair, but she is too fat to fit this fat body at all.

Sitting outside the rest area is the old man who is eager to save money. At the moment, he is still in a state of stupidity. He sits upright and watches the "Doraemon" come to him foolishly.

"You don't cooperate, do you? You want to die?" "Doraemon" said threatening words in a joking tone this time. Curiously, he pulled the wallet held by the old man, but it didn't come out for the first time.

"Yo! Is it still precious?" "Doraemon" was angry, and suddenly hit the old man with the butt of a gun. This was not light. The old man was hit and fell directly on the ground, unable to speak for a long time. Blood oozed from his head and flowed on the floor.

"Ah, ah!" The screams of women are even more harsh!

"Bang!" There was another loud noise. "Doraemon" shot at the ceiling, and then waved the gun. The muzzle of the gun pointed around the people. He angrily shouted, "don't make a sound, who dares to make a sound, this dead old man is your end!"

"Doraemon" opened his wallet and saw several stacks of banknotes. He was immediately elated. He threw his wallet to supan, smiled and said in Thai, "take it, have money!"

"Hurry up! It's important to rob the bank!" The boss wearing the clown mask said coldly.

"Doraemon" pulled the bank security guard, put a gun on his head, and pushed him to the front of the counter. The bank tellers inside the bulletproof glass screamed and cried.

Throw two luggage bags onto the counter, "Doraemon" knocked on the glass with the butt of his gun and said, "Hey, hey! Don't be afraid! Hear me, don't cry! Otherwise I'll kill him!"

"Uncle Xu, sobbing..." the younger teller was still crying, and she stopped for a while.

"You!" "Doraemon" motioned to the supervisor, who looked a little calm and said, "I know you pressed the alarm, I don't blame you, but! If you don't fill these two bags for us in 15 minutes, I'll kill him! Don't think you'll be safe when the police come. This hall is all our hostages. If we're unhappy, we'll all be surprised!"

The supervisor looked at his head squeezed on the bulletproof glass and begged poor security guard Uncle Xu with a face, so he had to nod his head in a submissive manner.

"You have fourteen minutes left! Hurry up!" "Doraemon" hit the glass with the butt of the gun and threatened.

The supervisor quickly greeted several tellers under her, took out the money from the safe under the counter and backstage, and then stuffed it out from under the bulletproof glass in a stack.

"Su pan, look!" Said the boss wearing a clown mask. He stuffed the pistol into his pants pocket behind him, then walked to the front of the counter, greedily touched the stack of banknotes stuffed out, picked up a stack and rubbed it in front of his nose, as if he smelled some delicacies. He was so intoxicated that he began to spread out his luggage bag and stuffed the stack of banknotes into it.

"Bear it!" The tall and strong man lay behind the chair, peeped in front, and thought, "you can't handle these three bandits with guns alone. Bear it, they robbed the money, and they should leave. It's not too late to catch them then!"

The development of the situation was just as the boss planned. In this backward small city, the police responded very slowly, and their robbery was very smooth. When these two bags were filled, they swaggered away, and no one could stop them. Tonight, they slipped out of the border by boat, and the Chinese police couldn't catch any news of them!

But is it really that smooth? At least, there are unplanned changes now.

"Beauty... Beauty!" Su Pan's eyes lit up and called in the few Chinese he knew.

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