Red Dead Redemption

【197 tons】

This is an estimate of the warehouse reserves where Hong Fei is located.

He raised his eyebrows at first, and then couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

All accesses are recorded, and according to the bank's records, first, there should be about 226 tons of gold left in this warehouse.

A more precise figure is 226.67529152 tons, and the decimal point is moved to six places to get the number of grams.

The first thing Hong Fei thought of was that he was sloppy just now.

The president should have been kept for interrogation first.

29 tons of difference.

This is a gold reserve, and any loss is not as simple as converting it into dollars or other currency denominations.

[To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones, which can be used by Android and Apple. 】

Hong Fei felt both exciting and exciting.

At this time, Arthur suddenly reminded: "Sir, Amanda contacted Dr. June through Colonel Frege, she just turned into a witch and left."

"where?"

"Louisiana. Amanda's subordinates just proposed for the witch to send Task Force X to New York."

"To deal with us?"

"Yes. Did you remind Mr. Constantine to stop it in time?"

Hong Fei paused and shook his head directly: "No, let Constantine stop the witches and let them come."

"OK."

The witch's teleportation is indeed exaggerated. She can travel from Washington, the United States to Tehran, Iran to take a classified document and return to Washington in an instant. However, her teleportation is not a superpower, but magic or witchcraft. Since she can bring things, it is not a problem to bring people. Hong Fei's evacuation plan is to let her take people away directly.

"Contact her and ask her to come over quickly after finishing her work."

"clear."

outside the bank.

The police retreated 60 meters away, and the top floors and rooftops of the surrounding high-rise buildings were already covered with police manpower.

All access, including the sky and sewers, was blocked inside and out.

Catching turtles in the urn, this is the plan of the police.

The director has come to take command outside the scene, and the heads of each branch have also come to help out with their elites.

This is a major case, and there is no room for them to be careless.

Sheriff Neil, as the most elite person who can solve the case in Queens, also came to the scene with the head of the Queens Bureau at this time, followed by Charles and others behind him.

"Sir Neil, why not Cora? I think she should be here soon."

Neil looked at the bank building and shook his head solemnly: "She is too impulsive and reckless. I think this case is definitely not easy, it involves too much, she is not suitable for this kind of scene."

As soon as the voice fell, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the cordon. Cora squeezed in front of the crowd and waved and shouted at Neil, eager to get involved.

Neil: "Don't look back, just pretend you didn't hear me."

Charles and the others had no choice but to put their backs on Cora and pretend.

"Damn! You must have heard it, Neil! Charles! Are you **** men?!"

Neil ignored her shouts and followed the branch chief to the command car.

In addition to the New York police, the FBI also occupied most of the scene.

At the same time, the mayor and other government officials arrived one after another.

If it was a normal bank robbery, they would have expressed concern to the police, but basically they would not have gone there in person.

Deadshot observed the situation below at the top floor sniper spot, and couldn't help but stunned inwardly. This matter has indeed become a big deal, and at this time, I am afraid that even the bigwigs in Washington, D.C. are paying attention.

In the command car, after a tense and intense discussion, the elite of the New York Police Department, the SWAT team, was ordered to step forward to check the situation. After all, I don’t know how many people are staring at it now.

When the SWAT team stepped forward cautiously, the task in front of Dead Shot changed again: [Kill all the police officers within 50 meters. ] At the same time, Arthur also drew a red line in front of his eyes very intimately.

So, when the SWAT officers crossed the red line, the gunshots sounded, and a SWAT officer fell in response. The team changed instantly. Pieces of transparent shields were immediately raised to protect them in the back, and at the same time, everyone searched for the location of the sniper.

However, as a top killer in the world, Dead Shot immediately changed his position after firing the first shot, and fired again before the opponent could find the previous point.

This time, his bullet landed right on the arc-shaped shield, and after his calculations, the bullet seemed to be equipped with a tracking component. After a tortuous rebound and turning, it accurately drilled into the eye socket of a special police officer under the shield. .

Another person fell, the team under the shield panicked again, and Dead Shot fired again.

No bullets!

When the senior police officers in the command car saw this, they frowned deeply, clenched their fists, and their eyes were full of anger.

However, these well-trained SWAT officers with good mentality soon stabilized. They were tightly surrounded, and their shields were tightly intertwined and overlapped, so they no longer gave the chance to shoot dead.

But in the face of such a situation, Dead Shot just sneered, he switched the magazine, turned on the burst mode, and the more ferocious armor-piercing projectile quickly hit the same position on the shield, and the cracks quickly overlapped, and it was about to be broken. .

The special police did not dare to stay any longer, and there was no better way, so they could only retreat quickly for the time being.

When they left the 50-meter circle, Deadshot stopped firing.

Rao is so, they still continue to pay the price of one person.

It was just a wave of probing, the SWAT team died three people, and nothing was done!

Not to mention the onlookers at this time, even those so-called bigwigs in the commanding car could not help but change their expressions.

What they saw, Amanda saw too.

Her face was gloomy and dark like never before, because she already knew who the other party was.

Dead Shot, Floyd Lawton. Only that **** criminal has such terrible marksmanship and killing skills.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Amanda suddenly ordered, "Let those three guys go up."

When the subordinates heard the words, they immediately looked stunned: "Sir, those three are afraid..."

I am afraid it will be sent to death! Although it is very hard to hear, this is completely what he said in his heart. Think about it. Javelin, Broken Arm, Weasel, one is more funny than the other. Except for the javelin, the javelin seems to be quite sharp. The remaining two... one is funny, the other Just frighten the kids.

Amanda glanced at him and continued: "Let the broken arm go up first, the javelin finds the opponent's position, and the weasel climbs up from the wall."

There is a bit of a tactical arrangement, but this is still useless, the subordinate said.

"Let the Blood Movement call out the opponent's snipers, the mousetrap... She can control the rats to enter the bank, the others...let the Blood Movement arrange it. Be sure to rescue the hostages as soon as possible, and then bring the prisoner back to me, Or simply put to death!"

The subordinate suddenly raised his head.

Underground vault.

Hong Fei sat on the pile of gold, his legs dangling gently, and he was throwing up and down a large gold ingot in his hands.

Suddenly, Hong Fei grabbed the gold ingot and looked up at the void in front of him.

A wisp of gray mist suddenly appeared, and then a thick black gas quickly poured out and turned into a human shape.

The witch still looks like the protagonist of a horror movie.

But Hong Fei inexplicably felt that her makeup was still a bit good-looking.

He returned to the ground, turned and opened his arms to face nearly two hundred tons of gold: "Come on, you're welcome."

The pale golden light was in stark contrast to the witch's dark figure. Her dark red eyes were fixedly looking at a bank of large gold ingots, and there was a bit of exaggerated surprise in her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Hong Fei couldn't help but turn his head. When he saw it, he frowned: "Why, you haven't seen so much gold?"

The witch returned to her senses, looked at him, and asked in a ghostly low voice, "Have you seen it?"

"Hey, kidding, I've seen Jinshan."

Hong Fei is bragging.

He only knew that Xu Wenwu had hollowed out his mountain and filled it with gold, which was equivalent to a golden mountain. Since his defeat, Xu Wenwu has not concealed it from Hong Fei and even invited him to experience it. The implication is that if Hong Fei needs it, he can't give it up. It's just that at that time, Hong Fei was not short of money at all, and he didn't think Jinshan was anything to look at, so he kept rejecting it. After all, how could someone who is the boss covet the younger brother's Jinshan? Master Hong, do you want to lose face?

It was not until today that Hong Fei finally understood how scary a golden mountain was when he saw the veritable golden treasury.

Similarly, he suddenly realized deeply that although Xu Wenwu was cruel, he was really a good comrade.

The witch didn't believe Hong Fei's words, she looked at Jin again: "It's too much."

"Can you send it away?"

The witch squinted at him: "Of course not, but there are humans watching me at close range, Dr. June is hiding in the bathroom, I can't leave for too long."

Hong Fei nodded: "Is there any problem with this warehouse?"

The witch nodded.

Hong Fei asked again, "How many minutes do you have?"

"June said five minutes."

"It's too short, let's go to the big one. Fifteen minutes. I'll let Arthur monitor the other side. When the caller calls, her cell phone in the bathroom will help answer it."

"Arthur?"

Hong Fei nodded and said solemnly, "Yes, another mysterious powerhouse."

The witch took a deep look at him, then reached out her hand to aim at the gold, and the black air instantly filled her, but her strength was severely damaged at this time, and the amount she could take away at a time was limited, and it was estimated that she would have to go back and forth for many times.

In an instant, the witch disappeared with a large pile of gold, and the next second, she came back.

After watching it back and forth, Hong Fei lost interest.

His interest lies in getting a skill card or a fusion card from the witch, but this goal may not be achieved for the time being. Although the witch agrees to cooperate, she will definitely not be willing to let Hong Fei beat her. Drop skill cards.

"You're busy, I'll go first. If I don't come back after this warehouse is moved, then you can continue to move next to it."

The witch's head drooped, and her eyes became gloomy behind her hair.

"Don't look, be careful to indulge." Hong Fei waved his hand and left.

Witch: "..."

Stepping into the corridor, the three tool men were sweating profusely and opened the warehouses. The killer crocodile recorded the warehouses and took a breath from time to time.

When he passed by, Hong Fei patted him on the shoulder. The killer crocodile couldn't help but want to say something, but he didn't dare to speak because of the rules.

it is more than words.

Returning to the first floor, Hong Fei passed by the door on the side of the hall, and suddenly there was a call from the front door.

"Sir! Wait a minute!"

Hong Fei stopped and turned his head to see a familiar stranger.

New York City Police Department logistics staff, freckled-faced little George.

To be honest, it's only been a few days, but Hong Fei is really about to forget him. If he was at the police station, he would definitely give this little subject who wanted to become a policeman but could never achieve his wish. The man smiled.

But now it's robbery, what did you ask me to do?

The armor turned around, and little George seemed to sense the hidden gaze below, he trembled slightly, then turned to look behind him, frowned, clenched his teeth, and pleaded with a trembling voice: "Sir, there is one here. The patient, she has a history of heart disease, and now she has fainted, if there is no further treatment..."

Hong Fei looked past him and looked back. There was a middle-aged couple lying on the ground, and a young woman with a pale face lay in his father's arms.

so coincidental? Hong Fei didn't believe it.

He stepped forward.

Little George had a look of joy in his eyes and continued to say quickly: "Sir, I swear it is true, she is really dangerous now, I don't want to go out, I just hope you can give her life a chance, she is still young and she has already got it. Harvard's admission letter, she has..."

Hong Fei squeezed his cheek through the grenade net, and said apologetically in his heart.

Looking at each other, Xiao Qiao shivered more and more, but the sincere pleading in his eyes was not reduced by half.

Behind him, the middle-aged couple also pleaded.

The eyes of the hostage next to him moved quickly, as if he wanted to speak but did not dare to speak.

"Sir, she does have a history of heart disease~www.wuxiaspot.com~Vital signs are rapidly declining." Arthur's voice sounded.

Hong Fei raised his eyebrows immediately.

How to put it?

There is a grenade net in front of the door. To let people go, you have to remove the grenade net, but how easy is it to remove it. There are windows all around, but they're all super thick bulletproof glass, and if you open it, you won't be able to get a person out.

There are so many police officers out there who are staring at him, don’t say anything about a peaceful transaction for human life, after all, he just threw the president from the upstairs, and now it’s another matter to believe it or not, and besides, the police will never give up any The chance to break into the bank and kill Hong Fei and others.

A girl's life is nothing in the face of the safety of the Federal Reserve Bank.

outside the bank.

The javelin in fancy clothes, the broken arm, and the monster-like weasel, escorted by Amanda's subordinates, passed through the outrageous crowd on the periphery and entered the middle of a group of police.

Their appearance made the police very upset, especially Huang Weasel. If its eyes dared to be a little more fierce, the SWAT police who had been holding a rage in their hearts would definitely explode its head immediately.

This thing looks so ugly!

In the command car, the chief did not dare to get out of the car. He was afraid that the elusive sharpshooter in the bank would snipe him. Although today's events are destined to step down, it is better to die than live.

So, after receiving the order from the superior, he just opened the door of the command car, stood in the car and faced the Javelin and the other three, forcibly suppressed his anger when he saw the three guys, and gritted his teeth: "I'll leave it to you, don't let it go. it disappointed me!"

The javelin and the broken arm immediately raised their chests: "Yes, sir!"

The weasel is licking his fingers, his eyes are very wise, and his saliva is very sticky.

The chief director felt that his heart seemed to be dying.