we are bad boys

"Pfft!!!"

The bamboo stick that was dragged into the house fell limply on the ground in fright. Smelling the extremely strong smell of blood, he vomited with a wow.

"What...how...what?!" Pengpeng was probably more scared than his mother's bamboo stick at this time, holding a dagger tremblingly in his hand, and asked Qiqi.

"Kill him!!!" Qiqi said with madness in his eyes, a little irrational.

"Plop!!" Awl directly knelt on the ground, looked at Qiqi beggingly, and said in panic, "Qiqi, don't make such a fucking mess!! You can't kill anyone anymore!!"

"That's right...you can't kill me!! You can't kill me!! When I came up, the people downstairs were all watching...they all knew that I came up to get the wine!!" The bamboo stick stared at Peng with big eyes. Peng said.

When he said this, except for the pimple-faced young man who was unconscious, the other three people in the room didn't know what to do. The trouble became bigger and bigger, and the whole bar couldn't be killed! ! !

"You do it with us!!!" Qi Qi said holding a machete with a curly blade, staring at the bamboo stick with red eyes.

"...Brother...Brother...I really haven't done this before...I can't do it!!" The bamboo stick slumped on the ground, leaning against the bed, not daring to look at Qiqi and the... corpse on the ground.

"If you don't do it, I'll kill you!!" Peng Peng gritted his teeth and said.

The bamboo stick forced himself, looked at the corpse on the ground, and tremblingly took over the machete handed over by Qiqi...

And Pengpeng wore new clothes, went to the corridor on the second floor, and came back with a fire axe, and then the sound of chopping bones came again from inside the room.

There is a saying that, regardless of any industry or position, education is an important cornerstone. Although it cannot guarantee your success, it can promote your success.

Obviously, idiot Pengpeng and others not only have no academic qualifications, but also are super invincible and blind. They think sadly that as long as they coerce the bamboo stick to work with them, the bamboo stick will not dare to report the crime, nor dare to tell others about it. , or they will be shot together...

Borrowing a sentence from Master Xing to describe them: "Man, how can he be so ignorant...!"

……

Yunnan, Lijiang Sanyi International Airport, I checked my luggage, changed my boarding pass, and was in the waiting room, ready to board the plane home.

……

Sichuan, Chengdu, the afternoon of a gold store in a commercial street, it was as busy as ever.

"Squeak!!"

At the door, a brand new Audi q7 rode up the curb and stopped at the door.

"Boom!!"

Four strong men wearing bandit hats and camouflage training uniforms, two holding pistols, one holding a five-shot shotgun, and one holding a folded micro-punch, walked in leisurely. gold store.

"Only take cash, not gold!!" The leader picked up the micro-chong, said something, and entered the gold shop first.

"it is good!!"

The other three agreed, stepped forward in two steps, and rushed into the gold shop.

"Shhh!!"

There were at least 20 people in the house. Seeing these four people, there was a brief silence.

"Kang!!!"

A brawny man with five bursts of fire, facing the camera at the door, hugged the fire directly, and the camera shattered with a bang, and a pile of debris fell out.

"what!!!!"

"It's a robbery!"

"Murder!!"

There was an instant chaos in the house!

"Da da da!!!"

The leading strong man swept directly on the ceiling with a shuttle, and a row of bullet holes suddenly appeared. The Swarovski crystal chandelier swayed a few times, and with a crash, half of it fell off.

"I'll just say it again!!! Steal money, don't hurt people!! Everyone squats in a row, hugging their heads and squatting under the counter!! Take three breaths, you're going to be quick!!" Zhuang holding a micro-charger While chewing gum, Han said as he ran quickly to the manager's office at the back of the gold store.

The other two strong men with pistols, one with a gun, looked at the customers and the shopping guide, and the other was at the door, skillfully found the button of the electronic rolling door, pressed it, and the rolling door slowly closed.

In less than ten seconds, the entire hall was completely controlled.

The brawny man with a micro punch walked to the door of the manager's room, raised the military hook with the steel plate, and kicked at the solid wooden door, where the lock was located.

"Peng, boom!!!"

The solid wooden door with a lock and sawdust popped open with a bang. Inside, the manager was sitting on a stool, holding a phone, staring blankly at the strong man carrying a micro punch.

"Why don't you call the police first, I'll go out and come in after a while?" The strong man glanced at the room and asked slowly.

"...No... customer call!!"

"Well, who's phone is love jb, who's phone!! But, you have to wait a while to call, come on, raise your hand, stand up, let me see the waist...!" The strong man chewed his gum and lifted his He raised his gun and spoke slowly.

The manager raised his hand and stood up.

"Go, go to the third safe on the left, and take out the master's 200 million cash!!" The strong man stood at the door all the time, without taking a step forward.

"How do you know, there are 200 million!?" The manager asked with a face full of astonishment.

"I also know that you have a few fucking wives outside, don't jb ink marks, twenty breaths, I want to see the money in the box!!" The strong man holding a micro-charger is obviously the kind, vicious, but A desperado with a high IQ.

He has lived here for a full year and a half because of his one ticket for this gold store. From the interior layout of the gold store, the number of employees, the security configuration, to the annual turnover of the gold store, operating costs, and cash flow, everything is important. I worked hard.

Two minutes later, the strong man came out with a micro-charger, dragged the box, put down the box, pointed to the door with a pistol gesture, and then pointed to the back door.

The strong shotgun man who had been standing at the door watching everyone shouted to everyone in the house: "Then, now that the robbery is over, please come to me if I have a little trouble for you at the end. , you rush out for me, whoever runs out last, I'm sorry, I have to shoot him!!"

"Hula!!"

More than 20 people instantly blocked the door.

And the burly man holding a micro-chong waved his hand slowly, and the burly man who was loading the cash at the counter ran to the back door in two steps. Another strong man with a pistol also carried the big box next to the micro-chong man, and went back door.

"Wow, wow!!"

The shutter door slowly rises.

All the people blocking the door began to crowd out, vying to be the first to go out.

"Da da da!!"

The micro-chong man swept towards the ceiling again, then dragged the strong man with the shotgun and started to back away.

As for the people at the door, when they heard the gunshots, they crowded out like crazy. The two patrolling policemen at the door were instantly overwhelmed by the crowd, and they didn't even see the criminal.

"Dangdang!"

The back door was pushed open, and the four of them walked straight to the entrance of the alley with cash in hand, got into a Jetta, which had been parked for half a month, and no one drove away, and drove off. . . . . .

The entire crime took less than 4 minutes, and the police hadn't arrived yet. It was over here. The method was clean and neat, the goal was quite clear, the scene was well controlled, and there was no chaos.

Most importantly, the most important thing is that after doing such a big vote, except for wasting a shuttle of bullets, no one was injured or injured. . . . . .

And the organizer and leader of all this is Duan Dawei, the fugitive who robbed the township savings bank in Shenyang ten years ago.

ps: Recently added, the update time is unstable, I suggest everyone watch it at night...