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Chapter 365 The Robber: I'm a Hostage Now

The bearded man's expression changed as he heard Qi Ming's words, and finally he let out a deep sigh.

Forget it, let's not do it today.

This industry is too complicated; it's not good to offend the big shots in the industry. It's better to make as much goodwill as possible now.

Just as he was about to offer to give up the stage, he heard Qi Ming say calmly:

"Let's do it."

Hands-on?

While the bearded man was still pondering the meaning of Qi Ming's words, Carlsberg had already raised his submachine gun and pulled the trigger.

Chu tu tu tu——

Sparks flew from the gun barrel, and before he could react, the bearded man was lying on the ground, his face riddled with bullet holes.

"Eee ...

The fear of the crowd could no longer be suppressed. After a brief moment of mental disorientation, they scattered and hid in panic.

Carlsberg's original target was not them, but in the ensuing chaos, many people were shot as a result.

"damn it!"

The remaining robbers quickly found cover, occasionally peeking out to fire.

Seeing this, Carlsberg also hid behind a support pillar.

Although his performance throughout was rather poor, he showed absolutely no hesitation when it came to actually taking action.

He was, after all, a member of the organization, even if only on the periphery, and his fighting ability was far superior to those who robbed banks.

Not to mention that he still has 300 rounds of ammunition in his bag.

boom!

As several bullets streaked through the air and struck the counter where the last robber was hiding, all of his companions were now wiped out.

"Master Ma, they've all been killed."

Carlson emerged from the bunker and fawned over Qi Ming.

Qi Ming checked the vital signs of the robbers on the ground and kicked Le Bao in annoyance.

"...Finish him off! Go ahead and finish him off, then go to the vault and stuff the money in!"

"Okay, okay."

Qi Ming glanced at the many survivors still in the hall and asked with some confusion.

"What are you still doing lying on the ground? Get out of here!"

People looked at Qi Ming with fear on their faces.

go?

Can we leave?

"You, you weren't going to kill us, were you?"

Qi Ming's expression behind the mask looked quite bewildered.

"Who said we were going to kill you? We're robbing a bank. If we really wanted to rob you, would we be here?"

"..."

The survivors suddenly realized that Qi Ming's words made a lot of sense.

Robbing a bank is obviously for the money in the bank, what does it have to do with them?

"Then, who were the people your companion killed?"

"What does it have to do with us if they want to run around?"

"..."

Qi Ming pointed to the hole behind him and said to everyone:

"Now all the robbers are dead, you are safe."

Is it safe?

Yes, they're safe!

The survivors' subjective feelings evoked a special emotion within them.

This is a good person!

The people who just died were because they ran around randomly; this group's target wasn't them at all!

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!"

The group of people, their legs trembling, stood up from the ground and thanked Qi Ming one by one.

After the last teller left, the teller reminded Qi Ming.

"Sir, please be careful, another person has entered the vault."

Qi Ming hadn't expected this group to remind him, and nodded gratefully.

"Okay, okay, thank you for reminding me. See you later."

"Yeah, bye!"

The teller was completely unaware of the deeper meaning behind Qi Ming's goodbye.

"Master Ma, there's something going on at the vault."

Hearing the sound of Carlsberg, Qi Ming followed the passage all the way to the vault.

The vault's iron gate was wide open, and Carlson was now facing off against one of the people inside.

"What are you doing? Don't come any closer, or I'll kill this person!"

The man was wearing the same coat as the robbers outside, and he also had the same bomb strapped to his waist. It seemed that he was the accomplice that the man who had just left had told Qi Ming about.

At that moment, he was holding a gun to the teller's temple.

"..."

Qi Ming pointed at Carlsberg and himself, somewhat speechless.

"Do you know what you're saying? Do you think we care whether this person lives or dies?"

The robber snorted coldly:

"Of course I know what I'm talking about. If you don't want this woman to die, then get out!"

"Don't think I don't know what you cops are thinking. Get out of here now, or I'll detonate a bomb and kill everyone with me!"

He was just putting money into the vault; the iron door was thick enough not to let the gunshots from outside get in.

"Do you think we're like police officers?"

The robber snorted coldly.

"Don't play dumb with me, you're plainclothes officers, right? I know."

Qi Ming felt as if he had encountered Carlsberg's doppelganger.

How can anyone mistake them for police officers when they're dressed like that?

What kind of police officers would dress like this in plainclothes?

Just as Qi Ming was about to have Carlson shoot the idiot, several loudspeakers amplified their voices.

"Listen up, you inside! You are surrounded! Lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!"

you?

The robbers finally realized something was wrong.

"You two aren't police officers?"

"Who told you we're police officers?"

Carlsberg said to the robbers in an annoyed tone:

"We're here to rob a bank too."

"..."

Oh no, these people are actually companions.

But didn't their organization agree that everyone should wear overcoats? Did the later recruits change their attire?

"...The police are here. Should we deal with the important matters first?"

The robber lowered his gun and spoke to Qi Ming.

"Are we proceeding according to plan?"

"Yes, proceed according to plan."

Qi Ming nodded, stepped forward, grabbed the robber's arm, and took the robber's gun with him.

Ignoring the robbers, Qi Ming looked at Le Bao and said.

"Go and fill the money now, and tell me when you're done."

"Ok, no problem!"

The robber instinctively grabbed the teller tightly, struggling and shouting.

"You, what are you going to do!"

The teller was a little numb.

He's dragging you along, fine, but why are you dragging me along now?

When Qi Ming and his group returned to the bank lobby, the robbers' expressions stiffened as they looked at the corpses on the ground.

He finally realized that these people were not companions at all, but colleagues!

Qi Ming arrived at the hole and exposed the bound robber to the many police officers surrounding him.

"Listen up, police officers outside! The hostage is in my hands. If you don't leave immediately, I'll kill the hostage!"

"You see, I've already strapped a bomb to this person, and everyone else in the bank is also wearing bombs. You don't want the bank to blow up, do you?"

The robbers were quite bewildered.

What happened? He's been taken hostage?