In the morning, the bank in New York was in chaos.
Looking at these armed robbers, panic almost climbed on everyone's face.
Of course, not everyone was afraid, so he observed the expressions of people in the bank in the daytime.
In addition to himself, there was a man on the scene who was also unafraid of danger. His right hand subconsciously touched his waist. Most likely, he was also a gangster who handled affairs like himself.
'Hurry up and take the money away. Be quick.' Bai Ye holds his head in his hands and huddles with a group of hostages, praying in his heart.
He was not worried about the loss of his money after it was taken away. After all, it was not about taking his own money. It was about hitting the mutant in the face.
If this group of people get away with it, this bank affiliated with the Brotherhood will lose its prestige.
When you go out to do business for a long time, you rely on your reputation. Even terrorists must be honest. If you say that you kill a family member, you will not miss one.
Bai Ye is sure that after these robbers come out of the bank, those mutants who think they are offended will be able to find these people that night, and then they will give back all the money they have robbed.
So at the moment, he hoped that these fools would quickly grab the money and go away, so that the matter could be resolved more smoothly.
"Hurry up, now take out all the cash bills in the bank immediately, and cooperate well. Don't press the alarm, or you will be killed by me." The robber held a submachine gun in his hand, pointing at the counter staff and threatening.
While the robber was talking, the next moment there was a loud gunshot in the bank, which aroused a lot of screams.
The security guard who wanted to take out a gun in the dark immediately fell to the ground with several shots in his body, and one of the robbers who shot also covered his bleeding waist and wailed.
"Scott." The robber who had pointed the gun at the customer service immediately cried out with worry when he saw that his partner was shot, and then surrounded him, not even taking the money, nervously concerned about his partner's injury at the moment.
"Aris, let the customer service open the vault first. We don't have much time." The hostage taker urged.
"I don't want to steal any more money. Let's go. Now I will take you to the hospital." The robber Aris didn't listen at all, but held Scott.
"Leave me alone and rob the money quickly. My wound is not fatal, but the money is more important." The robber covered his wound painfully and urged.
White Night: '...'
How can I meet such a wonderful flower? Brother, it's a bank robbery. What if this is Qiong Yao's play? Are you still robbing money?
After some delay, these people finally started robbing the bank step by step, holding the bank manager to open the vault, and on the other hand to rob the cash at the counter.
But seeing the other party's reckless action, the blood pressure came up in the daytime, and the robbers in front of the counter were so unprepared that they took all the cash stored in it at one time.
You should know that in order to call the police immediately after robbery, some banks will set up a trigger alarm under the cash at the counter, so experienced gangs usually put a few pieces of paper on when withdrawing money.
Now, needless to say, the police station has received the news of these fools and is ready to go to the police.
Here, several robbers still knew nothing about the situation. Under the leadership of the manager, they opened the vault and looked at the contents full of cash, gold, bills, and piles of valuables. Their eyes were shining.
However, the valuables in the vault are all goods deposited by various gangsters. Now ransacking the vault directly offends half of the New York gangsters. The last one who dared to do so has lost even a decent organ.
Sure enough, when these people were wandering around for money, after a series of intelligence reduction operations by these people, it took less than three minutes. Before they could fill the sacks with money, a rapid siren sounded outside the bank, and seven or eight police cars surrounded here on the spot.
"Boss, we are surrounded by the police," a robber said in a panic.
"Damn it, didn't it say that the police held a press conference today? How could it come so fast?" The robber leader said angrily.
"Shit..." Baiye, who was hiding in the crowd, rolled his eyes. He said that it was because of this reason why these people chose to attack them.
Although I can't extricate myself from my obsession with fitness these days, I don't know about this press conference, but I also know with my head that if the boss holds a press conference, his social animals will have a holiday?
More than one thousand square kilometers of New York City, a total of seventy-seven police stations, more than 30000 official police officers, this group of people in the brain what on earth is thinking, do not do research?
This is no longer an amateur team. In addition to skilled marksmanship and strong physique, they suspect that their brains have been occupied by muscles.
At this moment, Bai Ye has fully accepted his fate, so he squats on the side and watches the six or seven robbers play monkey games.
Anyway, with his current physical quality, if he didn't want to expose it, he wouldn't be afraid of killing these people for a minute.
"The people inside come out. You have been surrounded. Hurry to lay down your weapons and surrender." The police outside shouted at the inside with trumpets, and repeatedly urged several robbers to look gloomy.
"Brother, what should I do?" A robber's face was extremely pale behind his mask.
"Talk to them and ask them to prepare a van for us, and then we will leave here with the hostages." The head of the robber said so, looking at the customer squatting in the corner, he fell in love with the white night at a glance.
"Ni, come here!" The leader pointed at Baiye with a submachinegun.
"Me?" Baiye was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that he had anything to do with himself, but he got up and walked out quietly.
"Yes, you come to be a hostage. When you stand at the door and make terms with them, we will point a gun at you in the back and shoot if you dare to run around." The leader looked at Bai Ye's face and affirmed.
"Oh." White night nods. It's just a hostage.
At the same time, on a building in the Times Square of New York, reporters from various newspaper offices gathered. One by one, these people with long guns and short guns looked at the director George on the stage and asked one question after another with strong guidance.
Because I had known about the nature of urine in these media for a long time, and had recited the manuscript last night, the response was very smooth. But the next moment, the deputy director ran up from one side in a panic and quickly whispered in George's ear.
"What, the Lancel Bank in New York was robbed, too?" George confirmed without hesitation.
The words fell, and the eyes of the reporters under the stage lit up in an instant.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!"
Numerous reporters pressed the camera shutter in their hands. With the dazzling light, the panicked images of the chief and deputy directors on the stage were immediately recorded.