Gamers Are Fierce

Pacific Bank’s floor space is not as large as players imagined, but the interior design is quite low-key and luxurious.

There are chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the walls and the floor are beige, and there are blind windows behind the bank counters to ensure sufficient light without making the tellers feel too hot.

The players who rushed into the front door of the bank were still facing the appearance of the bank staff,

After seeing the four players, a tall and sturdy black bank security guard wearing a body armor and a gun at his waist greeted him quite enthusiastically, "Hey, guys, good morning."

"Morning."

Li Ang, who played the role of a bank clerk, smiled and waved. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the clock hanging on the wall at the end of the bank hall, 8:55.

Caught up.

So, what about the task prompts for the next stage?

The four players slowed down a little hesitantly. The witch covered her mouth with her fist, pretending to be a cough, and said in a gnat-like voice: "Maybe we should go behind the bank counter? After all, this counts as work."

Makes sense.

Sunset Rongjin nodded, looked around, scanned the bank lobby, quickly locked the door of the bank teller to enter the counter, and stepped forward.

Just as he walked to the door and was about to use his skills to open the door, a dull gunshot burst at the bank door.

boom!

MPSAA-12 automatic shotgun, long-stroke air-piston principle, swing-type iron lock, open to be fired, long-stroke recoil, FRAG-12 high-explosive projectile, within the range, it will hurt if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it.

The gunshot sounded at a distance of 1.57 meters from the door. The shooter was 1.79 tall and held the gun with both hands. The muzzle was tilted up and left.

This gun is not intended to kill, but mainly serves as a deterrent.

Bank robbers?

The sunset melted gold did not turn around, but a series of data messages popped up in my mind.

He turned around instinctively, and the breeze whizzed in his palm, condensing into a typhoon the size of a glass bead, ready to fight out at any time to defend himself.

One hand held his wrist to prevent the typhoon ball from forming.

"Don't move yet."

Li Ang released his hand and raised his arms facing the door of the bank, in a gesture of surrender, indicating that he was not hostile, "Look at the situation and talk about it."

"Everyone, all lie on the ground!!!"

With the harsh alarm bells in the bank lobby, a rough roar rang at the door.

As the player can see, Pacific Bank suffered a robbery.

There were four robbers, all in suits and leather shoes, wearing leather shoes, ties, gloves, guns in their hands, and large black cloth pockets hanging around their waists.

Each robber wore a rubber hood, and the characters printed on the hood were familiar.

Washington, Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, Lincoln.

Well, it is the four American presidents on the President Hill of South Dakota.

This robber's voice is inexplicably familiar, I always feel like I heard it somewhere.

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and thought silently,

Hmm... this bank looks pretty high-end. Judging from the standing posture and posture of the security guards at the door, they are probably all retired veterans. It seems that a gun battle will break out this time.

Patter.

Among the incredible eyes of the four players, the six security guards with guns standing at the door, at the same time, smiled and unzipped the gun pouch at the waist.

Spontaneously raised his hands and slowly lay down on the ground without any resistance at all! The action of surrendering is skillful and natural, just like rehearsing countless times.

? ? ?

The players were stunned to discover that it was not just the security of the bank. At this time, ordinary customers handling business in the bank were also proficiently lying on the ground.

Several slender old ladies who were dressed very expensively even had the kung fu to lie on the ground whispering to each other and continue to talk about the news related to the estate tax. They did not take the vicious bank robbers seriously.

WTF?

The players were stunned, and the action of lying on the ground was slightly slower.

Four robbers were clearly prepared, and "Jefferson" shot off the alarm clock on the wall.

"Washington" held up his gun aggressively, rushed towards the outstanding players, and shouted threateningly: "Get down! Get down!"

Players with an average level of Lv15 are all cruel people who have crossed the south and the north, and their hands are covered with the blood of monsters.

Faced with the threat of ordinary robbers, how could it be serious.

"Please don't shoot!"

Li Ang lay down first without saying a word, posing the same posture as other bank clerk customers.

The witch, the sunset molten gold and the evening knight looked at each other, and followed Li Ang's way, and slowly fell down.

"Humph."

"Washington" snorted coldly, turned his head with the gun, and left. Instead of opening the bank counter, he greeted "Lincoln" to throw high explosives and walked straight to the end of the bank, apparently heading straight to the bank vault.

"The mission objective of the second phase is not over yet, wait a moment."

Li Ang said softly to his companion, "By the way, Brother Jin, do you think Washington's voice is a bit familiar?"

Can you stop calling me Jin Ge? It always sounds a little weird, like some strange supplement.

Sunset Rongjin murmured silently in his heart, and asked softly: "Familiar? Are you saying that this bank robber is also a character in a video game?"

Di Wu Di Wu——

The sirens of police cars from far and near interrupted the conversation between the two players. A black and white police car slammed into the street light at the entrance of the bank very rudely and wildly. The front cover of the car was smashed.

But the police officer in the car seemed to feel nothing. He kicked the car door and walked out, raised his pistol and aimed at the bank gate, looking like a big enemy.

Boom boom boom!

A series of crashes sounded continuously, and in just five seconds, there were more than ten police cars parked violently at the door of the bank.

All the police cars were smashed into pieces and stopped crookedly.

There was even the sound of gunship propellers in the sky.

"Listen to the people inside, you are already surrounded!"

The white police officer who got out of the car shouted with a loud horn: "Now put down your weapons and get out of the bank!"

"Fuck!"

Roosevelt exploded and said in a rap-like young black voice: "Why did the sliver come so quickly?!"

"Don't worry about that much!"

Jefferson said in a hoarse middle-aged man's voice: "Go and help Trevor get out the tank materials from the vault.

Soon to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ when the death chariot race begins,

We have competition rings and the guide will come to pick us up. "

Trev? Chariot of death? Participating ring? guide?

The four players lying on the ground looked at each other, and immediately had a guess.

boom!

A dull explosion sounded underground, and soon Washington and Roosevelt ran over, dragging a heavy metal box.

"Fuck! I got it!"

The robbers wearing the Washington hood pulled off the hood, revealing a slightly flat, fierce middle-aged man's face.

It is one of the protagonists of the game "GrandTheftAutoV" (GTA5 for short), Trevor Phillips.

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