Chapter 104

Chapter 104

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The sound of shoes hitting the floor is messy It sounded from the ground. This sound was mixed with the screams and crying of everyone in the hall. It was not conspicuous, but soon, accompanied by the sound of gunfire like popping beans, a roar of a broken gong screamed. .

"Shut up for everyone! Whoever calls it will kill whoever!"

Bullets flying around flew over everyone's heads, the ultimate threat of death Soon, everyone closed their mouths.

They were two guys with simple Joker masks, pale skin, bright red noses and mouths, and exaggerated expressions. This Joker mask just reimbursed more than 20 people for the explosion. Under deterrence, it seems so trembling in fear.

Exaggerated black humor, sometimes, a smile is more terrifying than a knife.

"Hey, hold this thing tight!"

The tall guy squatted down, opened the tab with his hand, and inserted the grenade in his hand into the security guard whose leg was injured. In his hand, this is an insured grenade. After the pull ring is opened, if the fuse spring does not jump out, it will not detonate, but in this case, you must hold the grenade tightly with both hands and just let go In one fell swoop, the grenade filled with fragments was enough to destroy everything within 20 meters.

This guy in a somewhat dirty purple suit stuffed a dozen grenades into the hands of other people lying on the ground, and then the guy with black gloves announced in a hoarse and weird voice Here,

"Hold your and my life, don’t make any bad actions, you and I don’t want anyone to get hurt, do you?"

In the bank hall with black scorch marks and unpleasant smells, he opened his hands, holding a gun in one hand, and spread out the other, just like a real lunatic.

In the process, one of his accomplices rushed into the door leading to the vault with a weird instrument, and then a few shots were fired, and the other guy was holding a gun. The hall wandered around and watched, and the muzzle in his hand did not leave the crowd at all.

But just as he walked to the office that had been bombed out, in the ruins behind him, a very bad arm burned by flames and explosions stretched out with difficulty. There is a black muzzle at the end of the arm.

"peng peng"

Two gunshots, the guy wearing the Joker mask was shot in the back, and one shot hit the back of the head, destroying the motor nerves. He even fired There was no chance of a gun, so he fell down, but next moment, the robber in the crimson purple jacket reacted quickly moved towards the pile of ruins and fired a few shots. The struggling Mr. Hoffs was hit and his The screams sounded, representing the disappearance of the threat.

While the other people screamed again in the gunfight, this action seemed to anger the asshole in the purple clothes, he reached out and fired a few shots towards the sky, and then took out one from his pocket The grenade pulled down the tab in front of everyone, and held it in his hand.

His hoarse voice sounded again, and there was a sense of helplessness in it,

"In these days, I have to do everything by myself, listen to me! As long as I'm here Seeing anyone move or hearing any sound, I immediately let go of my hand...hehe, look at me!"

This guy points his body with a pistol in his hand. Then I said something that people have one's hair stand on end,

"Do you think people like me are afraid of death?"

Under the mask He looked at the deterred scenes around with satisfaction. He said meaningfully, "Your lives are very valuable, and I will not touch your penny, so we are not enemies. …So don’t try to be a hero! OK?"

No one answered, and he didn’t need anyone to answer. During the waiting few minutes, Mr. Hoffs’ painful groan made everyone’s heart feel. When they reached their throats, they prayed for a God who may or may not exist. Finally, in their difficult wait, this mental disorder accomplice in a purple suit walked out.

He dragged a dozen big bags full of beautiful knives with difficulty, and then went back and forth three times, piled up blue bags and money in the devastated hall.

But this should have been a full harvest time. Although there was a little mess, they finally succeeded. This should be a time for the robbers to cheer and celebrate. However, between the two accomplices The atmosphere, but some inexplicable stagnation.

The guy who came out of the vault with the money turned his gun at the robber in the purple suit.

"I guess, you get The instruction is to kill me after everything is over, right?"

The short guy seemed a little excited. He waved the pistol in his hand.

"Damn it! We! We got the plan sheet together. We said we were going to make a fortune together! But when I just went in, Fuller wanted to kill me! Kanter must have been killed by our companions! I knew that hell! Joker must have kept a hand! Say, what is your order?"

The guy in the purple suit turned around slowly. He looked at the muzzle in front of him, and he seemed a little stunned. He couldn't bear it. He changed the grenade in his hand to the other hand, put the pistol in his pocket, and then opened his sleeves, revealing the colorful children's watch on his arm. He checked the time, then turned his head and placed it in the Joker mask. The lower eyes saw what he wanted to see.

"no! What are you talking about? My partner, my order is to kill the school bus driver..."

Speaking, he took two steps back and faced the gun Mouth, he raised his hands,

"Hey, man, I never thought about killing anyone...really! Never!"

And his companion was also because His words were full of confusion, and he couldn’t help but ask,

"School bus driver? What school bus driver?"

The guy in the purple suit extends the hand and points. Behind him,

"Look, it's that!"

"hong"

The moment the confused guy turned around, a car The yellow school bus with full power and backing rammed through the hollow glass door of the bank. The broken glass shards flew across the sky with a colorful, rainbow-like halo. The hapless guy was hit by the school bus. The whole person moved towards the back and flew out.

Fall in the middle of the hall embarrassedly, leaving only the robber in the purple suit on the spot. He turned his head and tilted his head to look at the hapless man, and the broken glass plunged in. In his heart, coupled with the impact just now, he was already hopeless.

"Crack"

The back door of the school bus was covered with dust and the carriage was a little twisted. The same guy with the Joker mask jumped down and put the ground without a word. The bag full of banknotes was thrown into the school bus. It took 2 minutes. After moving everything, he asked suspiciously,

"What about the others?"

He was greeted by two bullets that flew towards his body. When the school bus driver, the last accomplice, fell on the ground, the guy in the purple suit even blew a whistle. He seemed very satisfied and very satisfied. Cozy.

In the gaze of all the bystanders in the hall, the robbery gang that should have at least six people is left with this guy in a purple suit. They lie on the spot and witnessed a real high IQ crime.

But instead of leaving immediately, he looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and then walked into the ruins of the office that was initially bombed with a brisk step like a child. He reached out and lifted up a few bricks and threw them aside, revealing the miserable Mr. Hoffs and Sergei who had been unconscious below.

The only two people who survived the First Stage explosion.

He bent down, patted Mr. Hofs’ cheeks with an icy gun, awakened him, and then put the grenade into his hands without saying anything. Huo Foss knew what this thing was, so even if he was shot in the body, he still struggled to control the grenades that were about to detonate, and didn't dare to relax.

Then he heard the weird guy in front of him say in a lazy and mocking voice,

"The police will be there in 5 minutes, the gangster guy We have about 3 minutes left. The Central School bus will pass the bank gate in 2 minutes, so let's make a long story short, sir."

"cough cough...you don't know...you don't know Whose money are you robbing!"

Hofs looked weakly at the weird guy with the Joker mask in front of him, and he saw a few other corpses with the Joker mask. He smiled hard,

"You think you are smart, huh? You kill them, and the people who hired you will do the same to you!"

"hehehe, man, Be sober!"

Joker patted his face in front of him, and said in a playful tone, "No one hired me, I just think that doing this... is very, very cool! Isn't it?"

These words angered Hoffs, and he shouted with his last strength,

"What the hell are you TM! This city, Gotham, the criminals here used to They all have their own beliefs. Falcone is to win the glory that is not available in the society. Other people are to gain respect. The money you grab is only the appearance. Only idiots will care about these things..."

both of his hands holding the grenade, breathing hard, his chest undulates like a broken bellows, he roars and smiles, like a person who has reached a dead end, and seems to see through everything Wise man,

"Look at you! You crazy man with fancy clothes, you killed dozens of people for money...What do you believe? What are you for? Tell me! Tell me!!!"

"But you didn't call the last person in fancy dress that way!"

This guy reached out and took off his mask. Hofs' eyes widened in this brief moment. He I saw that face, which was covered with white paint, with large black eye circles on the eyes, and bright red paint on the lips, which looked like a real Joker.

But the wounds on both sides of his cheeks cannot be faked, this guy...this guy's mouth was cut open...related to his current state of mind, Mr. Hoffs has A weird guess was made, which eventually defeated his will.

"You...you lunatic..."

"No, don't look at me like this, I know what you are thinking, but I am not a lunatic...Look, I and Batman Almost, isn’t it? People’s bad opinions are so bad. You call him a hero, but you call me a lunatic...I’m very dissatisfied!"

He pursed his mouth, his eyes revealed a touch The undisguised madness and the pleasure of committing a crime,

"Listen to me, what am I for? It's simple, I just... want to do it! So I did it! This is one An invitation letter, did you know? Invite those I am interested in to play games with me..."

He chuckled, taking out a belt from the lined pocket of the dirty purple suit The bloody playing card placed it in front of Hofs’ eyes,

"As for what I believe..."

He put on the Joker mask again and took it out of his pocket The other grenade, in front of Hofs, wrapped a thread around the pin of that grenade, and put it in Hofs’s pocket. Finally, he waved goodbye to him like an old friend. Foss waved his hand.

"My dear, I believe that anything that can't kill you will make you even more...weird"

"Goodbye, I hope you can Survive, and then tell Joker’s story far away...oh, No, no, no, don’t say it, after all, as a villain, you shouldn’t be too famous, right?"

The school bus moves slowly The moment it drove out of the bank, it happened to be the moment when the four school buses of the Central School passed the gate of the bank. It followed the school bus and left the street grandiosely.

And Hofs, who was lying on the ground, could only watch the rope with the bolt in his arms getting tighter and closer, and finally,

"click"

The latch was pulled open, and Hofs’ face was stiff to the extreme in this brief moment. He was ready to face death, but after a few seconds, only a disgusting gas came from his pocket. It came out, and Hoffs sighed in relief.

"Damn...it's a simulation toy..."

Others saw this scene, they saw the green gas rising into the sky, and they saw Hofs's hardship Throwing the grenade in his hand aside, the foul gas was also evacuated.

It's a toy!

"Ah, damn it, scared me to death!"

A fatty gasping for breath relaxed on the edge of the hall, he was frightened just now, but he Now he seems to have fully recovered his sanity and courage. He looked at the "toy" grenade in his hand contemptuously, with a hint of mockery on his face, he threw the fiercely moved towards him out the window,

" I thought it would scare us with this stuff?"

Others also relaxed when they saw this scene, but seeing them let go of their grenade, Hofs yelled with difficulty,

"no! Don't!"

"bang bang!"

Two groups of flames exploded again in the lobby of the bank, involving everything around them. Hofs felt like The heavy object hit his head, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.