The previous moment, the Xiulong Money House was dead silent and tense; at this moment, it suddenly became noisy, like a junk market.
Some people hurried upstairs, some staggered downstairs, some opened boxes, some rummaged through cupboards, some shouted and cursed arrogantly, some smashed things wildly, some wore masks, some were covered with black scarves, and of course some showed their faces. Only the hostages remained hostages, confined to the corner, watching in horror as these bandits with guns passed by in a disorderly manner, objects were knocked and dropped everywhere, bills were thrown around and flew all over the place, and finally the ground was covered with white blood, which looked as beautiful as a funeral procession.
Kan Jiu walked into the conference room on the second floor holding a gun. Several people in luxurious clothes were sitting stupidly by the window. In the corner, a man was curled up in a chair half dead, looking like he had lost too much blood. The shrew who had yelled at him at the window on the second floor was also there, sitting at the bottom of the long table, quietly trimming her nails.
Kanjiu felt much better. He took a few steps and sat directly on the long table. He raised the muzzle of his gun and pushed the Zhu Bajie mask on his face. He asked the bear who was lazily sitting in the main chair: "Isn't this a good result? Why are you still depressed?"
Kan Jiu went straight upstairs, not knowing that Hu Yi was also in this building. It was not convenient to say it here, so Luo Fugui ignored Kan Jiu and continued to sit lazily in the chair.
Although Jin Chunxiu was sitting not far away, she was not close either. She seemed to be calmly trimming her nails, but her nails really could not be trimmed any more. The skin on her fingertips had been rubbed off, and she had not even stopped using the small file in her hand.
She knew that her current status was very disadvantageous, because she was one of the owners of the bank. Zhu Bajie wanted hostages, and the owners in the conference room were of course the best hostages. The bear looked lazy and listless, but he was actually very smart. He hadn't left the conference room until now, which explained everything! He was using his actions to remind the masked man and the man in the corridor that the hostages in the conference room would belong to him.
Being a hostage of the Rangers meant that she was doomed to be in danger, which was almost like being sentenced to death. Jin Chunxiu had no idea how to escape after thinking about it until now. She was helpless. This was not a problem that could be solved by being flashy and smiling. So she finally felt the slight pain on her fingertips, subconsciously shook her hands, glanced at the two pigs at the head of the long table, and whispered to the girl sitting on the floor behind her chair: "Put away your gun and go downstairs. You are inconspicuous, find a chance to leave with those guys who want to leave."
"What?" Xiao Hongying didn't understand the situation and didn't even lower the volume.
Xiong raised his head, and Kanjiu also turned his head and said unexpectedly: "What are you mumbling about, Qiong? Huh? You are a good curser, you bitch. I will open this window later, and you can curse the police dog outside. Don't stop until they shoot at you! I will let you curse enough!"
Jin Chunxiu secretly groaned, this girl was really needy sometimes, now she really wanted to strangle her to death, it was not a lie; how could she know that Xiao Hongying was already able to punch and kick those upstairs and those downstairs, she was just forcing herself to hold back because someone had not expressed his opinion.
"Open the window now!" Xiao Hongying suddenly appeared from behind Jin Chunxiu's chair and gave the two Zhu Bajies a look of suspicion: "I will scold them! I won't stop until those police dogs shoot me!"
Kan Jiu was about to get angry at first, but then he was a little dazed. He felt that... this girl who suddenly appeared looked familiar no matter how he looked at her.
Oh my grandma... Luo Fugui had a headache, lying on his back in the chair, too lazy to look at the braided thing, and whispered to Kan Jiu in a low voice: "Don't look at it, it's her, even Boss Hu is downstairs."
I felt it was a bit messy when I cut nine, and then it became more and more messy, until it became like a sculpture of Zhu Bajie sitting stupidly on the table without even realizing it.
However, Xiao Hongying walked out in small steps, which made Luo Fugui feel even more upset: "What do you want?"
Braid Ring flicked her eyes and said, "Go downstairs to pee! Do you dare to come with me?"
"… "
The audience's jaws dropped. This girl is not only extremely bold, but also so shameless. She is worthy of being associated with Jin Chunxiu. It would be strange if she could become a human being!
However, Luo Fugui knew what she meant by asking wildly, "Go downstairs? I'm not mentally prepared yet! Why should I go downstairs with you?"
She continued to swagger towards the door of the conference room, with a pair of small shoes already outside the door. She turned back suddenly, faced Luo Fugui, raised her little hand and pointed at Jin Chunxiu, and said fiercely: "I see if you dare to touch her!" Then she disappeared outside the door.
Kan Jiu asked Luo Fugui in a daze: "What is going on here?"
Luo Fugui answered the question resentfully: "I think he has found his lost mother!"
Jin Chunxiu also stared at the door in a daze. After seeing Yanzhi, she was completely confused. She really hoped that she was her biological daughter, even if they had been separated for many years!
…
Most of the noise came from the first floor, where several pigs were waving their guns and shouting at the hostages, lining them up and interrogating them, differentiating between bank clerks and customers. After differentiating between customers, they had to verify their identities and distinguish their value. The hostages also had to be divided into different levels.
The masked robbers finally got what they wanted and entered the counter. They grabbed the shopkeeper and tortured him, forcing him to tell them the location of the safe and the key.
There was a heavy clang of something falling to the ground. The masked leader turned around and saw that several men with guns had just removed the bolt from the door. He immediately climbed up the counter and shouted at the door: "Stop! What the hell are you doing?"
The leading man in the corridor patted the dust on his hands and said, "I said, we are just leaving. We are going to open the door and surrender."
There were policemen everywhere outside, and they could not run away. After careful consideration, several men in the corridor decided that surrendering to the police was their best option, because they really had not done anything wrong. They not only failed to do their job for their boss but also lost two of their men. They were more like victims. Even if they were caught by the police, they would not be guilty of the death penalty in any way, and they could still be considered heroes after spending a few days in jail.
"Neuropathy!"
"Who are you calling crazy?"
"I'm talking about you guys!"
"Try to say that again!"
Clattery—several men in the corridor drew their guns.
Crackling - the masked robbers at the counter stopped shooting and drew their guns one after another.
Zhu Bajie had no choice but to let go of the trembling hostage and jumped out to smooth things over: "Everyone! What time is it? Can you be more friendly?" Then he said to the men in the corridor at the door: "We don't care if you are willing to surrender, but you have to wait until we finish our work and make some arrangements, right?"
It seemed that these pigs and masked robbers had no intention of tying them up and resisting. The men in the corridor finally realized what was going on. They looked at each other and put down their guns: "Please hurry up! We don't want to wait any longer."
The small crisis soon dissipated and the first floor became noisy again.
Ma Liang, who was standing alone with a suitcase in front of the counter, watched what had just happened. He impatiently threw the suitcase on the counter and raised his voice to the masked robbers at the counter, "When can I withdraw my money?"
The masked leader then noticed the black-clad dog outside the counter and said unhappily, "You can take it whenever you want!"
"Then you can get it for me?"
"Sorry, rules are rules. We only care about gold bars. The paper money is up to those pigs. If I took it, how can I explain it? There might be a fight, don't you understand? You can't explain it to me!"
It seemed like I had waited for nothing for so long! Ma Liang was too lazy to deal with the masked man at the counter. He turned to the nearest Zhu Bajie and said, "Get the money! Pay me this!" He took out the money that Su Qing had given him and slapped it on the counter.
Zhu Bajie was stunned at first, then he scratched the back of his head and said, "Let's pick out the bank guys and let them do it for you."
Ma Liang almost couldn't stop, thinking, is this still a bank? What kind of moral character is this? If it weren't for Su Shi's emphasis on principle, insisting that he follow the rules and not take a penny more, he really wanted to jump over the counter and directly dig into the suitcase.
He suppressed his anger and said to Zhu Bajie clearly, "Why don't you just fill it up according to the amount on the ticket?"
Zhu Bajie shook his ears and finally said awkwardly: "I don't know how to count."
So Ma Liang sat in front of the counter in a mess.
…
In the corner of the hall, in the original rest area, Su Qing sat here quietly again; Hu Yi was there too, treating his own wound; Shi Cheng was there too, he placed his injured leg on the coffee table, with the loaded revolver at his side, leaning back on the bench and watching Ma Liang standing at the counter, the masked men rummaging around in the counter, and Zhu Bajie and the others hurrying around Ma Liang. He forgot the pain of his wound and the heavy gun muzzles outside the bank, and could not help but sneer.
Even if the door is closed, even if the owner changes, this small world is still exactly the same as the chaotic big world outside, without any essential changes. Those who stick to it are still sticking to it, and those who are crazy are still going crazy...