"The reason why I chose to be a policeman in San Francisco was because I saw Susan's case. In order to comfort her spirit in heaven and find out the real culprit who hurt her, I entered the San Francisco Police Department. Now all those who hurt her have been executed. , it's time to talk to her."

"Have they all been executed?"

Romon interrupted Tifa: "Except for Roger and those bastards, the people who should be punished the most in this case, aren't they still living comfortably?"

"You mean Susan's father, Macdonald?" Tifa said with a puzzled face, "But he has been arrested, and he is now serving his sentence in Gulf Prison No. 2."

"That's not serving a sentence, that's getting away with it." Romon corrected: "The real place to accommodate that bastard is the magma pit in hell."

"what do you mean……"

Tifa raised her right thumb and made a gesture of wiping her slender neck.

Born in Wyoming, she has been deeply influenced by cowboy culture since she was a child. She believes that the gun in her hand can bring her justice rather than pointing at the justice.

It is precisely because of this cowboy spirit that Tifa can approve of Romon's gang-killing behavior and sit here and chat with him calmly.

It’s just that the recognition is the recognition, and the reality still has to be the reality. Tifa still wants to remind Romon: "McDonald will be released from prison in seven years. Can you really wait for him for seven years?"

"Can't wait." Romon shook his head: "Not only I can't wait, Susan can't wait for seven years."

"Then what do you mean?" Tifa was completely confused, not knowing what Romon was going to do.

"I'll go in and find him."

As soon as Romon said this, Tifa slapped the table and stood up: "You go in and look for him? Are you crazy!?"

This sudden roar did not cause the slightest disturbance in the crowded and noisy fast food restaurant. Only Tifa looked around guiltily, and found that no one was paying attention to them, and then sat back on his seat in desperation, facing Romon. Gritting his teeth, he said:

"Are you crazy or stupid? Just because of such a person, you plan to send yourself to prison? Even if you can successfully kill him in prison, what will you do with the rest of your life? Sit in prison?"

In the judicial execution of the United States, there are prosecution and defense transactions, so Tifa has no doubt that Romon can successfully enter the Bay 2 Prison where McDonald is located through the prosecution and defense transactions.

But it’s easy to go to prison, but it’s hard to get out, not to mention killing people in prison, that’s even more crime, even if San Francisco is now in power, this kind of behavior is still a severe sentence, and you really have to sit in prison .

"Don't worry, Officer Tifa." Romon smiled lightly, "Since I dare to go in, I will naturally find a way to come out."

"Can you get out?"

Tifa sneered: "If it were so easy to escape, there would be fugitives everywhere. And I must remind you that Gulf No. 2 Prison is a private prison. Although the prison guards are also called police, they have nothing to do with us. , I can't help you."

"No, it's enough for me to come out. I want to trouble Officer Tifa to send me in."

Romon shook his head, leaned forward, and whispered his real purpose: "Tomorrow at [-]:[-] in the morning, the Wells Fargo Bank in Tenderloin District will be robbed. I hope you can call the police as soon as possible."

"You don't have to tell me this kind of thing, the speed of the bank robbery will only be faster than you imagined..."

Tifa wanted to complain about not underestimating the police, but soon she couldn't continue complaining, because although the American police are quick to dispatch police, they are slow to attack.

Faced with bank robbers who are likely to be armed with guns, the first reaction of the American police after arriving at the scene is not to rush in, but to wait for support. At least a few dozen people will arrive at the scene before the real rescue will start.

Correspondingly, with more people, there will naturally be more variables. Tifa can already foresee the scene of Romon being shot to death.

"Okay, since you insist on sending yourself to prison, what else can I say, I will try my best to patrol around."

Rubbing his temples weakly, Tifa asked casually, "By the way, there are so many ways to go to jail, why did you choose to rob a bank?"

"Well~~~ You just take it as a plot need."

Use a joking tone to express your innermost thoughts.

Robbing a bank is really what Romon needs.

Because the film he was going to remake was called "Prison Break".

The outline of the prison escape story is very simple, that is, the hero's brother was imprisoned unjustly, and he will be executed soon. In order to keep his brother alive, the hero can only enter the prison and escape with his brother.

And the way the male protagonist entered the prison was to pretend to rob a bank and be arrested.

Of course, Romon would definitely not be able to get a brother who had been wronged and imprisoned for him to save, so he used Susan's case to give himself a reason to go to prison.

However, the reason for going to jail can be changed, but to perfectly reproduce the bank robbery, he still has to restore the original work as much as possible, otherwise the changes are too extreme, and the audience complains that it is not like "Prison Break" and it will be over.

After talking about the business, Romon and Tifa, two big-hearted people, still had dinner at Panda Express. It was almost nine o'clock before the two broke up in front of Panda Express. At this time, Tifa looked like As if suddenly remembering something, he asked Romon:

"That, I forgot to ask, what's your name, sir?"

"Johnny Silverhand."

"This is a fake name!"

"No, in the social security system, it's real!"

"It's true in Social Security? Oh God! You hacked the Social Security system?"

"Otherwise? Am I going to jail with my real name?"

"You really are! Well... you are really cunning! Well, hacker kid, what do you call your friends? Johnny?"

"If you're a friend, call me Romon!"

Romon waved his hand and left. It wasn't until he was [-] meters away from Panda Express that an excited cry came from the security room of Panda Express: "Okay, the monitoring is finally fixed."

[I will never be captured by surveillance, never be recorded, and never leave any audiovisual information in any way]

——From God Youth Trial Edition, Romon.

Chapter 003 Robbing a bank can also meet peers?

A ray of sea breeze, born on the warm water of San Francisco Bay.

When it was just born, it was so clean, so pure, so warm, perfect like a gift from heaven.

Until the moment it landed in the Port of Oak.

Thick smoke from container trucks pierced its body, the sour smell of homeless shacks on the street melted into its body, and various chemical gases from the open-air drug trade in the Tenderloin District were like sharp knives, tearing its body apart. It was torn apart, completely crushing its last trace of clarity.

When it drifted down the narrow street into the Wells Fargo Bank and was inhaled by the teller Vivienne, what it brought to people was no longer warmth and relaxation, but redoubled irritability and anger.

"Fuck! It's these idiots who come to do business all day long!"

"Either it's an annoying old ghost with deafness and eyesight, or a middle-aged bald man who is about to overflow with fat, and what's more sad is that I just went to work for an hour today, and this torture will continue for a whole day, oh fuck! This kind of day When will it be a head!"

While complaining, Vivian pressed the call button on the keyboard to notify the next customer to handle business.

"Hello, what business do you want to do..."

Seeing the figure appearing in front of the counter, Vivienne's dead fish eyes instantly revived, and her drooping voice seemed to have added [-] catties of lubricating oil and [-] liters of sucrose solution overnight. Burst the watch.

"Welcome to the Tenderloin Branch of Wells Fargo Bank, sir, what can I do for you?"

People's happiness, sometimes comes very simple.

As long as she can see a handsome young man with deep eyes, a handsome face, wearing a thin black trench coat, and a tall and straight figure like a magazine model, Vivienne will be happy.

"Good morning, ma'am."

Listening to Romon's magnetic voice and seeing his smile as warm as the sun on the west coast, Vivienne even thought about where the two should hold their wedding and what the child's name should be.

And this delusion lasted until the moment she was pointed at the gun.

"This gun is called Beretta 92FS. It is equipped with a 9mm copper capped steel core armor-piercing bullet. It can penetrate titanium body armor at a distance of 8-15 meters."

"And its opponent is the 5mm thick bulletproof glass of your bank, but I believe that your employee handbook does not require you to bet on whether your bank's bulletproof glass is really reliable for a salary of several thousand dollars. ?"

I'm...meet a bank robber?

Because Romon's movement of raising the gun was too elegant, coupled with his handsome and extraordinary face, Weiwei was stunned for more than ten seconds before realizing that she was robbed.

But before she could make a further reaction, the cashier at window No. [-] next to her was the first to yell out, "Don't! Don't shoot! I'll take the money, and I'll take the money for you!"

Hello!Have you made a mistake, I am the one who is pointed at by the gun, what are you talking about!

Hearing the ear-piercing screams around her, Vivienne turned her head slightly displeased. Only then did she realize that the colleague next door was not screaming because of Romon, but that there was also a gunman at her window No. [-].

And it's a very standard robber with sunglasses and a mask on his head. He looks like a robber at first glance.

Is this a gang crime?

But the gap between the two in this gang is too big, right?

Vivienne fell into a daze for a moment, and Romon outside the counter where she was also a little dazed: Good guy, can you meet your colleagues even if you rob a bank?Is this industry so popular in the United States?Ram, the most holy teacher in the bank robbery industry, died without regret!

Sensing Romon's gaze, the masked robber also turned his head. He looked at the Boleta pistol in Romon's hand, and then at Vivienne who was pointed at by the gun. He was stunned for a few seconds. The robber nodded towards Romon and said hoarsely:

"Brother, there is plenty of money here, let's take what we need, how about we don't affect each other?"

Does not affect each other?

Hearing the robber's suggestion, Romon was immediately overjoyed: I was filming well here, but you, a blind bastard, suddenly broke into the camera and messed up the bank robbery scene that I could only shoot once, you're done Tell me it doesn't affect each other?play?

Staring at the robbers, Romon took several deep breaths before he managed to adjust his mentality and decided to take advantage of the situation and add some comedy elements to this scene of robbing the bank.

So he straightened his face at the robber, and said solemnly: "Hey! Bastard! Don't you know that robbing a bank is illegal?"

Romon's sudden questioning was really silly for the masked robber to ask - what did this lunatic say?He, a bank robber, asked me if I knew that robbing a bank was a crime?

"Hey! Dude, this joke is not funny! You and I have never known each other before, and we will never meet again in the future, so why make yourself uncomfortable?"

The masked robber no longer pointed his gun at the bank teller, but turned to Romon.

boom!

The response to the masked robber this time was a crisp gunshot.

The bullet fired by Romon accurately hit the masked robber's right hand holding the gun. The powerful penetrating kinetic energy shattered his metacarpal bones, strangled his lumbrical muscles, and finally sank into the wooden floor of the bank lobby.

At this time, the masked robber's tactile signal also successfully reached the brain, reporting the severe pain in his hand.

"Ah!!!! Fuck! Fuckyoubitch!"

The masked robber yelled in pain. He wanted to fight back with a gun, but with his broken right hand, he couldn't even hold the gun, let alone raise the gun.

bang.

As the Gru-85 pistol in his hand fell to the ground, the threat of the masked robber was completely eliminated.

However, Luo Meng, who pursues the sense of the camera, does not intend to let this passer-by performer go, but strives to discover his greatest performance potential—well, to be a sandbag for the protagonist, to show the protagonist's awesome potential.

With a lunge, he rushed forward and aimed at the robber's chin, and Romon kicked him with his leg raised.

At this moment, the screen freezes.

With one foot on the ground and one foot on the sky, Romon put on a perfect split-horse pose, while the robber opposite him, under the powerful force of the system, was kicked and flew up from the spot.

At this time, light and shadow joined in, and the bright sunlight on the west coast of the United States, through the large French windows of the bank, poured over Romon's body, adding a touch of dream to his handsome and neat figure.

it is good!

very handsome!

Even if he's a bank robber, he's so handsome!

Vivienne's position is basically the best photography position. She witnessed Romon's meticulously designed lens, which really melted her heart.

She was even ready to marry Romon when he was released from prison.

On the other hand, Romon continued his performance, retracted his handsome raised legs, and landed on his heels, calmly walked in front of the unconscious robber, and made a deep voice:

"If you don't have the will to pull the trigger, don't point your gun at others, or you will be the one who gets hurt."

OK!

The handsome scene is over.

This kick is quite in place.

Nodding slightly, and affirming himself, Romon lightly pulled the skirt of the windbreaker, re-drawn the line of his shoulders, and then walked to the counter window where Vivian was again:

"Ma'am, a little accident has delayed a little time, let's continue."

Sometimes, the facial features of a person really affect the three views. Facing the handsome and elegant Romon, Vivienne dared to reply: "Sir, just when you were fighting, our manager has already called the police. So you better run away."

As soon as Vivian finished speaking, Tifa, who had been patrolling around the bank all morning, rushed into the bank with a gun.

"The San Francisco Police Department is handling the case. Everyone kneels down with their heads in their hands and doesn't move!"

When Tifa entered the bank, she immediately saw Romon wearing a black trench coat in front of the counter. Looking at the eye-catching outfit, she couldn't help but curse: Are you going to a dance or robbing a bank!Is it necessary to dress so formally?

After complaining about Romon's outfit, Tifa also noticed the masked robber lying on the ground. When she looked at Romon with puzzled eyes, Romon raised his hands and explained with a smile:

"Miss Police Officer, I met a colleague. You know, a colleague is an enemy."

Chapter 004 Prison + Soap =?

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