I kidnapped an alien civilization

On the rough face of the man, there was a scar extending from the corner of the eye to the top of the lip. The scar was bloody and fleshy, which looked particularly terrifying.

He saw Hu Zhigao coming out of the house, took out a cigar from his pocket and put it in his mouth, then took out the lighter and lit it, took a deep puff and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

The man's name is James, and he is the owner of the James Ranch next door. He was originally a gangster, and he led others to commit the black flag bank robbery that shocked North America ten years ago.

In that robbery, James led more than 20 robbers, wearing black hats and holding M31 military rifles, into the bank. When the security personnel at the bank saw them coming in, they quickly took out their pistols to stop them. But how can a pistol be an opponent of a rifle? What's more, James is meticulous by nature. He has discovered the layout of the bank in advance and knows where the security guards are located. Therefore, the security guards were caught by the robbers before they showed up and pulled the trigger. They shot into a sieve.

The customers in the bank who came to withdraw money saw the robbers rushing in, and they were so frightened that they lay on the ground. They grew up in the environment of constant shooting in North America, and they have been trained for a long time.

The bank manager in a sharp suit was already trembling with fright when he saw this group of vicious men and the black muzzle of the gun.

James ordered the bank manager to open the bank safe. The bank manager wanted to take the opportunity to call the police, but James' subordinates saw through and kicked hard, breaking his hand.

"Damn it, you dare to play tricks in front of us!"

"Believe it or not, I'll blow your head off with one shot!"

James stared, pointing the pistol at the bank manager's head. The bank manager shivered, his trousers were wet, and drips of stinky liquid dripped down his trousers.

At this moment, the bank manager didn't dare to play tricks any more. He took out a copper key from his pocket, looked at the female staff lying on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Lilith, quickly take out the key!"

"What key?"

"Damn it, are you pretending to be confused? The bank safe needs two keys to be twisted at the same time to open it! Otherwise, the explosives installed inside will explode."

Through the words of the bank manager, James knew that there was another key.

With a cold face, he walked up to the female staff member, squatted down, and then reached out and pinched the female staff member's chin, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a chilling smile.

"Do you want to die?"

The female bank clerk was also a ruthless character. Facing the ruthless James, she was not afraid or frightened, and she still pretended to be innocent.

"Brother, don't believe that old guy's words, he is dragging me down. You don't know, since I came to the bank, that old guy has been trying to hook me up, and I have repeatedly rejected him, so he feels resentful. Framed me. Think about it, I'm just a girl less than twenty years old, who just graduated from college and entered the bank, how could I get such a major task of keeping the keys of the safe?"

The female staff of the bank are full of voice and emotion, and the performance is not bad, but for a person like James who lives on the tip of a knife, it is obviously not enough to watch. With just one glance, he saw through the disguise of the female bank staff.

James felt that he had been insulted, so he sternly reprimanded: "Stop putting on airs, take out the key, or I will make you understand what violence is!"

As he spoke, he winked at the bald man next to him. The bald man clasped his fists together and made a "crackling" sound, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like a lecher.

Of course, people like them who live on the tip of their knives don't do anything to the female staff, they just want to scare her.

The female bank employee really couldn't stand the scare. She wanted to keep hiding it, but when she saw the bald man about to pounce on him, she quickly stepped back two steps and said in a trembling voice, "You guys, what are you going to do?"

"What do you think we are going to do?" The bald man sneered.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the keys right now." The female staff quickly reached out, took out a key from her pocket, and handed it to James.

"If this is the case earlier, I don't have to work hard!"

James took the key and turned to look at the bank manager. The bank manager was already sweating. He understood what James meant, and dragged his sore legs to get up from the ground.

"Masters, this way please, I'll take you to open the safe right now."

James did not follow behind him immediately, but gestured to the robbers who were guarding the hostages with his eyes.

"You must show me these people, and don't let them have a chance to escape."

"Relax, Eagle!"

Eagle is James' code name. Although this robbery was led by James, the people under him were all recruited anonymously from the dark web. They didn't know each other's identities, and only called each other by code names.

The dark web is an underground network in North America. Users of the network log in anonymously, and the transaction currency of the network is encrypted currency. In addition, when network data is exchanged, it goes through more than 20 encryption procedures. Even the North American government cannot trace it.

Therefore, on the dark web, any illegal item can be bought. At the same time, there is an anonymous forum on the dark web, where the discussion is about how to commit crimes more effectively. Murder and arson are commonplace for them. It's considered advanced, and some people still gather together to discuss how to make a king in Africa.

Those who have access to the dark web are all lawless people. For them, these unarmed bank customers are like chickens, not worth mentioning.

James is also very clear about this, and thought that these guys are rebellious, if they explain too much, it may arouse their resentment, and the loss outweighs the gain.

So, James picked a robber to follow him into the bank vault. Of course, his choice was not random. The selected person was not recruited from the dark web, but a friend of James in reality. The robber was named McCain, who grew up with James in the Thirteenth Street of New York City, and counted He was born and died for the first time, and he could be regarded as a life-and-death brother. Of course, he had to bring his cronies with him when entering the vault.

The bank manager inserted two copper keys into the lock, and turned them lightly with both hands. With a crisp sound of "click", the door of the bank vault slowly opened.

Under James' gesture, McCain strode into the vault, and was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, because there were a lot of banknotes piled up on the table of the vault.

You know, the bank they robbed this time was only a very small bank. It's not that James doesn't want to rob big banks, but because those big banks are tightly guarded, the manpower he brought this time is really insufficient.

According to their estimates, the bank should have more than one million US dollars, and after deducting the mission expenses, each person can get about 50,000 US dollars. Of course, James, as the initiator of the operation, can get a little more .

But the banknotes on the table now, just after a rough look, there are more than 10 million US dollars. Ten times more than the original estimate.

Now, James is caught in a dilemma.

Because according to the conditions stated in advance, James will get double, and the others will share equally. It is a pity that so much money should be divided equally among the robbers outside.

Anyone who dares to rob a bank has long forgotten benevolence, righteousness and morality. For them, money is everything.

So, without hesitation, James ordered McCain to pocket all the bills.

Then he took a short gun from his pocket, put it directly in the bank manager's head, and fired.

The bank manager thought that these robbers would let them go if they took the money, so he fell to the ground without any precautions.

Seeing this situation, McCain was very surprised, because in the original plan, they made this vote and did not plan to hurt anyone. Because once someone is hurt, the government will vigorously pursue it.

"James, what are you going to do? Don't you know our previous agreement?"

James held up the pistol, calmly blew the smoke from the muzzle, and said, "Agreement? I am the leader, do I still need to follow the agreement? And have you seen that the dollar bills on the table are enough for us to live for a lifetime."

He spoke halfway, then stopped abruptly, and looked at McCain with meaningful eyes.

McCain looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at the dollar bills on the table, and he understood.

James is black and black, and he wants to take the money all by himself.

It is a very common thing among robbers like them who don't need to pay attention to etiquette and morality. After all, they live with their heads up all day just to make a lot of money.

If you can really keep all these dollar bills in your pocket, then you won't need to do any dangerous tasks in your life.

With this money, I can slowly wash my whites, and then become a rich businessman, living the rest of my life comfortably.

This is the dream of all the robbers, and this dream is right in front of your eyes, close at hand, as long as you kill the robbers outside.

Although those robbers are also veterans and armed with weapons, James and McCain are the elite among the robbers. The ten robbers are still three-point sure.

For ordinary people, risking their lives with a three-point chance is absolutely impossible. But for this kind of person who takes risks on the tip of a knife, as long as there is a chance of success, they may take a risk.

The two nodded in unison.

James pulled out his pistol. McCain unbolted his rifle.

The two kicked open the door of the vault and aimed their guns outside.

Outside, the dozens of robbers were staring at the hostages intently, and when they heard the sound of the trigger being pulled, it was too late when they turned around.

Bullets whizzed towards them with the face of death.

Clap clap!

The sound of consecutive hits sounded in the hall, and soon many robbers fell to the ground.

A few robbers who reacted quickly or stood behind the pillars escaped the attack in the first wave of attacks.

"Damn, Eagle, you dare to deal with me, I will tear you to pieces!"

"Damn it, I already felt that there was something wrong with this mission, so I put on the body armor in advance, hahaha!"

"Eagle, you'd better kill me, otherwise, I will definitely tear you to pieces."

These robbers reacted very quickly. At the first moment of the gunshots, they went to the end and took up their guns to fight back.

James' face suddenly turned livid. He originally planned to wipe out all those people at the first time, but he didn't expect that there were still a few fish that slipped through the net.

However, can you really escape my attack?

He aimed at a robber, squinted his eyes, and squeezed the trigger lightly.

"Bang!", the robber fell to the ground.

At this time, McCain also began to hold guns and kill them one by one.

Those robbers were clearly no match for the two of them. In less than a quarter of an hour, the two had wiped out all the robbers.

"Quick, grab the money bag and rush out!"

James saw the last robber fell to the ground, immediately turned around and ordered McCain.

Because, he has been counting silently in his heart, since they entered the bank, it has been a full twenty minutes. Twenty minutes is the fastest response time of the nearby police station.

Sure enough, when the two men rushed out the door with their wallets and ran to the side of the Mustang, sirens sounded from afar.

"Go, go!"

McCain opened the car door and went straight into the back seat, put the money bag on the rear sofa, and urged James.

James turned the key and kicked the accelerator. Two flames spewed out from behind the Mustang, making a "buzzing" roar, and galloped away like an arrow.

Because of their timing, they got stuck very well. When the government police cars came to the gate of the bank with flashing lights, the wild horses had already disappeared without a trace.

At the end of the sunset, James drove the Mustang all the way to the pier, where a blue yacht was parked.

This yacht was prepared by James in advance. There are two new sets of identity documents on the yacht, as well as a lot of food and water. James is going to use this yacht to hide on the high seas after the robbery, and wait for the calm. Return to the mainland again.

He is well aware of the virtues of the North American government, and knows that those people will simply investigate and throw the robbery file into the garbage dump, leaving it covered with dust.

James was full of excitement at the moment, because there were more than ten million US dollars in the back pocket, enough for the two of them to find a beautiful place, build a villa, and live happily for the rest of their lives.

At the moment when he was happiest, he suddenly heard the sound of bullets piercing the air, and the next second, he felt a huge pain in his stomach.

Exhausting his last strength, James turned his head and looked at McCain in the back row with a sneer on his mouth: "You you."

McCain blew on the muzzle and sneered: "Why should two people divide the ten million dollars?"