American TV series

The logs climbed up in a hurry, and the oil barrels were thrown everywhere. Many of them were broken, and the gasoline was everywhere on the road.

He took out his lighter, lit it and threw it directly on the gasoline. The log staggered towards the car parked not far away.

It was prepared long ago, get in the car, ignite it, start, turn, accelerate, and disappear on the road in a flash.

Behind, the police cars roared and braked suddenly as they arrived. They were all dumbfounded when they saw the raging gas fire on the road in front of them.

what to do?

On one side, the bank was being robbed, but it was still far away; on the other side, a fire was burning on the road, and an explosion might occur at any time, but it was very close...

Two cups of poisonous wine, one must be drunk!

Things are right under their noses, and it is impossible to turn around and leave, even if they are not professional firefighters.

They were probably going to be sprayed to death after that, and even Wells would be under tremendous pressure. After all, not seeing it and being indifferent after seeing it are two completely different concepts.

There was no way, the convoy was stopped. As the deputy director who led the team, he had to dedicate half of his people to maintain order on the scene and prevent the fire from spreading further. After working for a long time, the team was assigned and then he took the other half and took a detour.

It was the cleanest and cleanest scene ever handled, but it was still delayed for 8 minutes. Coupled with the detour, the logs risked overturning and gained 15 minutes of robbery time.

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"Stop talking nonsense. I've given you a lot of time. If you delay any more, I'm sorry, I'll shoot!" The High Sparrow looked up at his watch. According to the plan, the police should have already set off.

Time waits for no one!

The bank manager glanced at the old black security guard beside him. To be honest, he had never been so unsure of security as he is now.

Damn it, can you believe that this old black security guard is more dangerous than the robber!?

There's nothing the security can do. The worst that can happen is losing your job, but it's better than losing the guy who eats it.

Otherwise, no matter how much money you pay for dying in the line of duty, you might as well let some old gangster spend it.

Hearing the promise from the robber outside, the security guard nodded and took the gun away from the manager's forehead.

"Okay, okay, I'll open the door. Don't shoot. You've already won. There's no need to kill people, right?" The manager looked at the guarded security guard and tried his best to comfort the robbers with words, for fear that both parties would come back again.

A round of gunfight, and then I was taken away.

The manager entered a large number of passwords inside, and the sound of electric shocks sounded again. The heavy security door opened quickly with a "buzzing" sound. The High Sparrow and others raised their guns and pointed their guns at the group of people inside, but their eyes

He glanced at the piles of dollar bills in the small safe.

The High Sparrow took a long breath and waved his hand. Except for the one who was shot, he leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, staring at the security guards. The other four people rushed to the safe.

Looking at the stacks of U.S. dollars, the four people's eyes shone. They couldn't control the excitement in their hearts. They made strange noises and their faces turned red and thick with excitement.

"Hurry up!" the High Sparrow urged, and the four of them excitedly took out their backpacks and started loading money into them.

Money is actually heavier than people think!

Sean is particularly experienced in this regard.

A US dollar bill of 100 US dollars is about 1.05 grams, 10,000 yuan is 105 grams, and 1 million is ten kilograms. Of course, this is the weight of Franklin.

The fact is that 100 is a U.S. dollar that exceeds the face value and is used by almost no one in daily life, except for rich people and Chinese restaurant owners.

The most used money, including drug criminals, including Sean, and banks, is all in denominations of $20.

One million U.S. dollars, in the denomination of 20 U.S. dollars, is almost 50 kilograms. No matter how spiritually victorious it is, it is impossible to carry 50 kilograms and move quickly.

"How much cash?" the big sparrow looked at the manager and asked with a smile.

"More than 200...more than 2.4 million." The manager opened his mouth as if he was calculating. He paused for a moment before replying.

The four backpacks are not all full, but each weighs about 50 kilograms, so it doesn't seem heavy at all.

"Okay, then, bye!" the High Sparrow gestured, and the people at the bank breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it. Just as a few people turned around and walked out, the High Sparrow suddenly turned around and raised the muzzle of his gun, pointing at

The three security guards immediately pulled the trigger!

"Da da da da da da..." The distance was only more than 2 meters, and there was no way the bullets could miss. The bullets were not wasted at all, and they all fell on the three security guards within a few seconds.

The scene was bloody and bloody, with blood splattering everywhere. The manager and others were so frightened that they held their heads shut and screamed, thinking that the robbers were going back on their word and wanted to kill them all.

The imagined pain did not come, and judging from the gap in his arm, the robber had already lowered his gun.

"Jon, I've avenged you!" the High Sparrow said, turning to look at Jon who was struggling to stand up.

"Thank you!" Jon forced a smile, his body covered with blood.

"You're welcome, I'm sorry." The High Sparrow took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Jon, and Jon's expression suddenly changed.

"What are you doing!" someone shouted from behind.

The High Sparrow didn't look back, and just said to Jon: "Although I don't want to say it, you are too seriously injured, and there is no way to find someone to remove the bullet from your body, unless you are left with the police, and then

Send him to the hospital." Everyone heard what Sean said, and the four people who had just questioned him behind him suddenly fell silent.

This is fact, cruel and true.

Besides, we all met by chance, and no one would do anything to save others regardless of their own safety. Everyone is a complete bad guy.

"But you know, this won't work. It's too dangerous for us."

Jon opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"I don't want to do this. It's unrealistic to take you away. None of us can save you."

"I have avenged you. I hope you will not feel alone in hell."

"I'll give you a pleasure to prevent you from continuing to suffer." After saying that, the High Sparrow directly pulled the trigger, and with a 'bang', a bloody flower burst out from Jon's head.

"Okay, let's go!" The High Sparrow turned around, and several people took one look at the corpse on the ground and ran out quickly without any nostalgia.

"Huh!" It wasn't until he saw the people disappear that the manager breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at the shattered camera and reached out to stop the people who wanted to go out.

"Where is the other 200,000?" The manager raised his hand and pointed to an unopened safe, "I just said 2.4 million, including the 200,000 there."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately understood what they meant.

Subconsciously swallowing, a group of bank employees who had survived the robbery looked at each other, with some inexplicable sparks bursting out of their eyes.

But the feeling of escaping from death just now disappeared without knowing when.

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