Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

Ye Feng carried two large suitcases, followed Liu Jieyu downstairs, and drove a Mercedes-Benz LS400 to the bank.

The rush hour for work had just passed and there were few vehicles on the road, but there was still an episode on the way.

At the intersection of the road, a Jinbei car hit someone, the fruit was scattered on the ground, and an old man lay on the asphalt road and groaned.

What happened was that an old man was crossing the road slowly. After the red light ended, he walked to the middle of the road. The driver of the Jinbei car couldn't wait and honked the horn.

The old man was startled and slapped the front cover of the Jinbei car and cursed. The driver of the Jinbei car was a young man with yellow hair and a bad temper. He rolled down the window and cursed at the old man.

This retort made things worse. The old man threw the fruit in his hand and fell straight to the ground. He said that the driver of the Jinbei truck had hit someone and he had to go to the hospital for examination.

Logically speaking, the driver of the Jinbei truck came down to apologize and just said a few soft words. However, this young yellow-haired driver was stubborn and refused to come out. The two sides ended up in a stalemate, leading to road congestion.

The intersection was blocked into a parking lot, and there were onlookers on three levels outside. Ye Feng got out of his car and went over to join in the fun.

"Uncle, would you like to call the police for you?" an enthusiastic passerby asked.

"Call the police! You must call the police. If you hit someone and don't care, I don't believe there is no room for explanation!"

As soon as they heard that the police had been called, the people in the Jinbei car couldn't sit still. An arm stretched out from the back seat and slapped the young yellow-haired driver on the head.

"You idiot, I asked you to drive carefully, but you just caused me trouble. If your sister hadn't asked me to take care of you, I would have kicked you out!"

The car door opened, and a fat man got out. He came to the old man on the ground and squatted down with a smile.

"Uncle! Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital right now!"

"No! I'll just wait here for the traffic police to come!" The old man's temper got worse and he lay straight on the ground motionless.

The fat man frowned, suppressed the anger in his heart, and took out his wallet from his pocket.

"Uncle, I was in a hurry when I went out and didn't bring much with me. I have two thousand here. You can take them to see a doctor."

The old man glanced at the money in Fatty's hand and held out five fingers.

Fatty took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the door of Jinbei Car.

"Who brought money? Give me some."

There was a sound of giggles coming from the Jinbei car, and soon the fat man came back to the old man and stuffed five thousand yuan into his hand.

The old man immediately sat up, counted the money one by one with saliva on his fingers, took out one of the coins, and looked at it facing the sun.

"Uncle, I'm so sorry. My brother is a countryman. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

The old man snorted, put five thousand yuan into his pocket, got up from the ground, patted his butt and walked away, not wanting any fruit on the ground.

"Stop looking, it's all gone!"

The fat man waved his hand and got into the Jinbei car.

Ye Feng glanced at the Jinbei car. The windows were covered with black film, and nothing could be seen clearly inside. However, the car's shock absorbers were very low, and there must have been a lot of people sitting inside.

Maybe it was a worker's car being pulled at a construction site.

The congested traffic gradually returned to normal, Ye Feng returned to the car, and Liu Jieyu drove to the door of the bank.

There were quite a few people handling business at the bank, ranging from more than 90 people to about 200 people. Everyone was sitting in the waiting area, holding the number receipt and looking forward to it.

Liu Jieyu was a VIP customer, so she didn't have to wait like ordinary people. The bank manager personally received her. Ye Feng followed him into the VIP room carrying two large suitcases.

This is Ye Feng's first time entering a bank VIP room. There are soft sofas and sweet coffee. The manager handles business in person, and two employees are operating the banknote detector to count money.

Ten minutes later, all four million dollars were sorted out, every cent was accurate, and there was not a single counterfeit note. The bank manager stamped it with a red stamp, and the money was successfully transferred to Liu Jieyu's company account.

"Mr. Liu, we have recently launched a new financial management business. Do you want to know about it?" The bank manager held a financial product document with a professional smile and strongly recommended it to Liu Jieyu.

"Next time." Liu Jieyu grabbed the small Gucci handbag beside her, stood up and shook hands with the bank manager to say goodbye.

"Then I'll give it to you." The bank manager stood up and followed him out, handing the financial product documents in his hands to Ye Feng with his own business card inside.

Ye Feng put his business card in his pocket and followed Liu Jieyu. Just as he left the VIP room, two men opened the door and walked into the bank.

Ye Feng knew these two people. Aren't they the yellow-haired boy who opened the gold cup and the fat man?

Huang Mao wore a peaked cap on his head with a low brim, and carried a black backpack, which must have been heavy with banknotes.

The two seemed to not know each other and separated after entering the bank.

Huang Mao looked nervous and walked straight to the counter with his backpack on his back.

"Sir, what business do you handle?" A bank employee wearing a black suit walked up to him and asked with a smile.

Huang Mao clutched the strap of his backpack, his eyes wandering, and he looked at the security guard on duty at the bank: "I'm depositing money."

The bank staff glanced at Huang Mao's backpack and said with a smile: "Please follow me. You need to get a number and wait for the deposit business."

Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and glanced sideways at the fat man not far away, who winked at him.

Huang Mao gritted his teeth, ignored the staff's persuasion, went straight to the nearest counter, and placed his backpack on the counter.

Business was being handled at the counter. A short-haired young man was unhappy and shouted, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that I was handling business here?"

Huang Mao didn't answer. He opened his backpack and took out a square box with a display screen. He took off the double-sided tape on the back and pressed it against the tempered glass.

The short-haired young man handling the business was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of something. He screamed and fell off the chair, then rolled and ran outside.

The staff behind the tempered glass looked at a box stuck on the glass, and was immediately stunned, and his face changed color instantly.

Huang Mao took a few steps back, turned around, squatted down, and pressed the remote control in his hand. There was an explosion, smoke filled the air, and a hole the size of a basketball was blown out of the tempered glass.

The tempered glass of the bank was connected to an alarm device. After it was blown up, the alarm sounded loudly in the bank. The people handling business were instantly shocked. Everyone screamed and ran out, but they were blocked after just a few steps.

door.

Two men walked in carrying shotguns.

"Go all back!"

"Whoever dares to run away will kill him!"

People began to run back again. The panicked crowd rushed into each other and accidentally fell to the ground, causing a stampede.

Ye Feng and Liu Jieyu were also among the crowd.

They had already reached the door, but were forced back by two men with guns.

"Bang! Bang!"

The gunshots rang out in the sealed bank, causing eardrums to ache. The ceiling was turned into a hornet's nest with iron sand, and lime powder fell like rain.

The bank suddenly became quiet, everyone squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, the children stopped crying, and the women stopped screaming.

The fat man winked, and a man with a gun came to the counter that had a hole in it, threw two pockets in, and pointed the black hole of the gun at the bank staff.

"Hurry up! Load the money!"

The female clerk was trembling with tears in her eyes as she stuffed the money in the box into her pocket.

"Wow!"

Because she was too nervous, the female employee dropped the pile of money and scattered it all over the floor. She hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot, and the computer screen on the workbench was smashed to pieces. The female employee was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

"Be quick! Are you trying to delay time? If something goes wrong, this shot will hit you in the head!"

The robber yelled angrily, and the female employee continued to put money in her pocket, obviously much faster.

Ye Feng and Liu Jieyu hid in the crowd. They were driven to a corner and guarded by a man holding a short-barreled shotgun. His sharp eyes glanced back and forth. If anyone dared to move, he would be shot immediately.

Fatty looked at the watch on his wrist and saw that two minutes had passed.

A hole was blown in the tempered glass and an alarm was set off. The police should be on their way now, but he was not panicked at all.

For today, Fatty had made complete preparations and had a clear map of the road map and police distribution near the bank.

It takes ten minutes to drive from the nearest police station. They can complete a series of things in five minutes and then escape.

Three and a half minutes have passed and four pockets full of money have been placed on the counter. There is still plenty of time.

"Ye Feng..."

Ye Feng's clothes were pulled down and it was Liu Jieyu.

She pretended to be calm, but Ye Feng could still see the fear in her eyes.

Facing armed robbers, how many people can remain calm, even Ye Feng can't help but be a little scared.

Ye Feng patted the back of Liu Jieyu's hand to express comfort: "Don't be afraid, they will take the money and leave, and we will be safe."

Ye Feng never thought about acting bravely. Catching the robbers was a matter for the Public Security Bureau. He was just an ordinary member of the public. Besides, there were seven or eight people on the other side with guns in their hands. If he stood up at this time, he would be seeking death.

"Don't talk!"

A man raised a gun and shouted angrily. Liu Jieyu shuddered, and Ye Feng shut up and lowered his head.

Huang Mao carried two bags with money on his back and ran to Fatty excitedly.

"Brother Jiang, we have the money, let's leave quickly!"

The fat man slapped Huang Mao on the back of the head: "Don't fucking call me my name!"

Huangmao Hanchan nodded like gold: "Brother, it's almost time. If you don't leave, Lei Zi will come!"

The fat man glanced at the watch on his wrist and nodded: "Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rapid siren sounded outside.

The man standing guard at the door ran over carrying a double-barreled hunting rifle.

"Boss, it's bad, it's Lei Zi!"

The fat man's expression changed slightly, why did he come so fast!

A police car with blue and white paint roared over and stopped in front of the bank amidst the harsh sound of brakes.

The car door opened, and a dashing and heroic figure stepped out, it was Team Zhen.

Officer Zhen did not come here from the Public Security Bureau. She was out on business today and happened to be nearby. She received a call that a bank robbery had occurred here, so she drove here.

The number of robbers in the bank is unknown, the weapons in their hands are unknown, and the number of hostages taken is unknown.

Team Zhen felt a lot of pressure, so she did not act rashly and blocked the door waiting for more troops to be added.

A large force arrived quickly, including three police cars, two special service vehicles, and special policemen wearing SWAT tactical vests quickly occupied favorable terrain, while snipers looked for the commanding heights and prepared to kill.

A middle-aged man in police uniform got out of the car, and Team Zhen stepped forward to salute.

"Hao Bureau!"

"Xiao Zhen, what's going on inside?" Director Hao asked.

Team Zhen was not idle while waiting. She contacted the general manager of the bank and asked for a detailed layout map. She used the bank's internal monitoring to understand the number of robbers and the situation of the hijacked persons.

"There are currently four known robbers. They have three shotguns and one pistol in their hands. They are currently in stable mood. There are a total of 131 hijacked people and bank staff. No one was injured."

Director Hao gave an order to a police officer beside him and shouted to the robbers inside.

The young police officer stepped forward and raised his megaphone: "People inside, listen, you are surrounded. Put down your weapons immediately and release the hostages!"

"Snapped!"

A sound like exploding beans came from inside the bank, and the megaphone in the hand of the young police officer was shattered by a bullet. Everyone immediately looked for cover.

After a while, the glass door of the bank opened and a middle-aged man walked out.

More than a dozen guns were pointed at him instantly.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

The middle-aged man's two sides trembled: "They let me out to deliver the message!"

Director Hao waved his hand, and two special police officers ran over with guns in hand and dragged the middle-aged man back to a safe place.

"They asked you to prepare 100 million in cash. If you don't do it, they will start killing people in ten minutes."

Director Hao and Team Zhen immediately frowned upon hearing the news brought by the middle-aged man.