The wretched heir of the main god

Wang Jianqiang moved for a while, pretending that he couldn't hear his questioning, smashed a zombie's head with a stick, and cursed in his heart: "Idiot plus level three things, dare to mess with me! No matter how much nonsense, it will really kick Break your eggs and set an example for others!"

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Zhiruo suddenly yelled: "We don't have to go to the police station anymore!"

Her gaze fell on a tall building on the opposite side of the avenue. At the first floor entrance of that building, the sign clearly read "Detroit Bank".

Wang Jianqiang also stared at the sign tightly and was startled: "It turns out that Dr. Crazy hides here!"

However, of course he could not tell the reincarnations of the records he had seen from the Book of the Lord God, he just looked at the bank building indifferently, and said nothing.

Behind him, Ding Dingmo was also shaking with excitement: "This is really Detroit!"

As a senior scumbag, his English is terribly poor.I remember the English word "bank" very clearly, and I don't know how to spell "Detroit".

But now, perhaps because of the benefits that his reincarnation space gives to reincarnations, he can clearly recognize every word on the sign, and can read it clearly and accurately, and the English signs on the street can also be clearly recognized. , This is really gratifying.

Looking back at the reincarnations behind them, they all showed surprised expressions. Obviously all of them could recognize the English letters. This is indeed a benefit distributed by the reincarnation space to the reincarnations.

"The Bank of Detroit!" Someone whispered together, trying to avoid Wang Jianqiang's eyes and ears, with a trembling voice, exclaimed in a low voice: "It is said in the third clearance condition, as long as the virus hidden in the basement of the Bank of Detroit can be eliminated From the source, is the Detroit bank that we can pass through perfectly?"

"It must be!" Hong Tao replied in the affirmative: "Let's go in first and see if there are any clues inside!"

Wang Jianqiang sneered to himself and walked first, leading them across the street, smashing the heads of seven or eight zombies along the way, and stepping onto the steps of the bank building.

Ding Dingmo followed him closely, and from this moment on, he really put himself in the position of his little brother.

This is also helpless, just now those newcomers tied him to the table and let him fend for himself. This is already considered an enemy.It is very difficult for a person to survive in this zombie apocalypse. He must find a thigh to hug, even if it is just the thigh of a virtual character, it is better than nothing.

"Bank, money!" Ding Dingmo's eyes gleamed when he looked at this tall and towering bank building.

He has always liked money, he can be said to regard money as his life, his nature is such that he cannot change.

When he saw the bank, his first thought was: "I'm getting rich! This time I don't want to earn soft sister coins. Even the American Emperor's bank has to obediently give me money!"

"Raise the prestige of our country, just today!" Ding Dingmo gritted his teeth resolutely and couldn't wait to follow Wang Jianqiang. He watched him smash the glass door of the bank with a mace. He also waved his bat to help him lie on the glass The curious zombies looking out from the door squashed them one by one and walked in strode.

A large group of bank staff gathered around, as if they were about to promote financial products-in fact, they had all become zombies, flaring their teeth and claws, trying to scavenge some meat from them.

Some depositors also joined in the fun and surrounded Wang Jianqiang and the others.Wang Jianqiang even saw some zombies wearing police uniforms from inside, which made him deeply suspect that today is the day when the police station pays.

Bang-bang-bang-bang, he swept in a round, smashing the staff who were surrounding him to promote his sales together with the depositors, and his limbs scattered to every corner of the bank's business hall.

For the mob who broke into the bank with a murder weapon like this, the bank guards certainly couldn't let him be at ease. Immediately, a group of guards rushed over from a distance and rushed at him desperately.

Because of the rush, they didn't even have time to pull out the guns and batons from their waists, so they opened their sharp hands and grabbed the tender meat on Wang Jianqiang's body.

boom!Wow!

Wang Jian swept through with a powerful rod and smashed the guards into the air. The body slammed into the bank counter, smashing his limbs and office supplies.

Behind him, a large group of people poured in, led by Ding Dingmo, smashing around with bats, like a mob who went to the bank to beat and rob.

Under their atrocities, all resistance was quickly put out, and the zombies that had gathered in the business hall were knocked down one after another, and their brains were spilled on the ground, and it was no longer possible to pose a threat to them.

The newcomers were all pale, and under the leadership of Ding Dingmo and the two veterans, they furiously attacked. After the test of life and death, they were forced to become stronger.Facing these not too powerful zombies, knock them down with chaotic sticks, and then start to snatch guns on the ground.

The guards have guns hanging from their waists, and there are some police officers in the depositors, all wearing guns, which look like a dozen guns in total.

"Sure enough, it is the American emperor. It is more advanced than us, and even bank guards can be equipped with guns! It's like ours, even the police are too poor to afford guns!" Ding Dingmo sighed silently while waving his bat, watching those The gun's eyes sparkled.

Wang Jianqiang has eyesight and quick hands. He first grabbed two short guns and put them in his pockets, then searched for some and popped them out. The newcomers looked at the bloody mace in his hand, but no one dared to snatch him.

Ding Dingmo was also exposed, took the opportunity to grab a gun and held it in his hand, standing beside him, guarding the surroundings vigilantly, his eyes radiant, like a loyal dog leg.

"Seal the door of the bank first!" Zhao Zhiruo waved and ordered, with high spirits, leading a group of reincarnations to push the heavy table to the door of the business hall, blocking the door firmly, so that no more zombies would come in.

Wang Jianqiang carried a mace and patrolled the business hall. When he saw the zombies, he beat them to death and saw the living...He can no longer see living people, even if there are bank employees who have not become zombies, they are all eaten by their colleagues.

Chapter 14 Exaggerated Knife

At the bank counter, some bank staff threatened them with waving hands, lying on the bullet-proof glass, screaming and warning them.

Wang Jianqiang didn't like this kind of intimidation. He stood in front of the bulletproof glass on the counter, raised his mace, and waved hard!

boom!

The entire bulletproof glass was smashed to pieces by him, and the bank clerks jumped out of the counter, spread their claws and grabbed his throat.

boom!Bacha!

Wang Jianqiang went down a few times, and smashed the remaining bank staff into brains, and the dead body was on the spot.

Ding Dingmo also chased after him faithfully, smashing the heads of the last zombies with a bat, clearing the final danger.

He didn't care about those guys either, his eyes pierced, staring tightly at the counter, shining blue light.

"Great knife! Be rich, be rich!"

Ding Dingmo jumped onto the counter with a stride, then jumped down, just to see a zombie with a broken leg lying on the ground, trying to climb over and bit him.

After so many changes, Ding Dingmo grew up quickly, without changing his face, smashing its head, looking at the bundles of dollar bills on the ground, his head was a little dizzy.

People who are poor and afraid suddenly see so many dollars, and the money can be taken at will, the impact is not ordinary.

The entire bank, the bank staff in the business hall were removed by them, and there was no need to worry about the police coming to make trouble. It was simply the happy and complete situation that the bank robbers dreamed of.

Ding Dingmo stretched out his trembling hand, grabbed a bundle of dollar bills from the ground, and wanted to stuff it into his pocket. Suddenly, he was shocked and thought of a terrible idea.

He frowned, thought for a while, and jumped out with the money, and handed out the banknotes to his companions with a dry smile: "Come and come, you have a share, this is a bonus for you. Use it! This money can be used. Feel free to use it. There shouldn't be counterfeit bills in the bank, right?"

First, give a bundle of money to your newly worshipped boss, and then other companions should also share some.

While giving out money, Ding Dingmo dripped blood in his heart.

If it wasn't for him that he hadn't seen the dollar bills at all, he would still need knowledgeable companions to help with the identification. Where would such a big sacrifice be required, how could he voluntarily give out those dollar bills to others?

Wang Jianqiang took the large bundle of US bills indifferently, watched his performance with indifferent eyes, did not join in, but silently enjoyed the comedy of the changing hearts of the world.

"Fake bills?" The newcomers who got the money flushed with excitement, but after hearing his intentional reminder, they should check it again.

"Fake!" Qian Jingya took the lead in making a judgment: "Watermarks and everything are done well, but look at this pattern..."

She is a wealthy princess, and she spends more dollars in a month than Wang Jianqiang's family has seen in several lifetimes. Of course, her words are extremely authoritative.

Ding Dingmo was happy to patronize just now, and thought that he didn't know the true or false of the dollar bills, so he didn't take a closer look. Hearing what she said, he hurriedly took a look at the banknotes in his hand. Seeing this, his lungs were almost exploded. !

"Chang Kaishen!" Ding Dingmo couldn't help trembling with his hands holding the banknotes, his eyes were blood red: "Why is there Chang Kaishen's portrait on the US knife! Did Taiwan counterattack the American continent and occupy North America?"

Look at the other denominations of bills. The pattern on the ten dollars is the Obama mule, which is a bit reliable; the next dollar bill is painted with Mickey Mouse, hugging Daisy affectionately; this one Yes...Gabachev?