"Mom!" Alice stared blankly as her mother, who was holding her hand, collapsed in front of her eyes, and the cold liquid splashed on her face, cool...

"I'm sorry..."Mikoto Misaka, who was watching not far away, sighed, completely unexpected, the psychology of the underworld forces in New York's underground was distorted to such an extent...

"Bah!!" Several gunshots rang out again from the bank, and from the blood splattered on the glass, it was clear that a few more unlucky people had been killed.

"Check it out for me, and kill all the people with weapons on you!" The leader of the gang of robbers, Ben Lalan, spat out, and just now a bank guard came out with a gun, but he was immediately destroyed by himself, and the two remaining guards in the bank were also killed by himself, just in case.

"Yes, the lantern boss!" the subordinate nodded, and went down to check the bodies of these unlucky people, of course, it is normal to take sheep or rub oil, and these people can only close their eyes and honestly let others do it.

"Haha, sure enough, the American imperialists are all soft eggs! Our XX Holy Sect is simply like a fish in water when we get here!" Ben La Lantern laughed twice, full of disdain for these American imperialists who did not dare to resist and looked like soft eggs.

"Listen to the robbers inside! You are already surrounded! Surrender your weapons and surrender, and we will deal with you lightly!"

"How can I react so fast!" scolded Ben Lalan, the reaction speed of the American police is too fast, it has only been in for less than five minutes.

"Boss, what should I do!?" his men leaned in.

"What do you say, we're professional!" Ben Laden snorted coldly, and dragged out the fat manager who was squatting beside him, who had been shivering.

"Sniper! in place!"

"Report to the sir, the robbers inside are very cunning, and they specially moved all the hostages to the door, and we have no way to lock them..."

“... Damn! Wait! There's a robber out! Look what's going on!"

"Understood!"

Ben pulled the lamp to push the fat manager, and when he came to the door of the bank, he shouted loudly to the people outside the door:

"Listen to me! Remove all the hidden snipers, helicopters, and police forces in half an hour! Give me GPS and blast vehicles at the same time! Make sure you're not in the way of getting in the way, just let us go into a safe area and we'll release the hostages!" Ben Laden had planned before the operation, and the hidden speedboats had already been arranged on the seaside of New York, and as long as they could use the difficult terrain of the port to get rid of the annoying cops and get into the speedboats safely, they could not only get all the money they had grabbed from the bank, but also get the mercenary money.

Mikoto Misaka tilted her head strangely, why did these bandits still want to run, didn't the list they placed say that they had to be caught.

"Okay, I guess there's some water, but it's fine! Mikoto Misaka looked at the blood stains on the door and window, and the electric light flashed on her body.

"Ahem, listen, half an hour, only half an hour, after half an hour, every minute that passes, I will break up a man!" until I kill all the people!" said Ben Laden again, and then shrank his head and retracted into the bank under the protection of the fat manager's body.

"Sir, what should I do!"

"What else can I do!, do what they say!" the sheriff shouted as he threw his walkie-talkie angrily.

"Yes!!"

"Woo... Mother...."Alice lay on the floor not far from the door of the bank and sobbed quietly, although her heart was almost overflowing with sadness, but she still held back her crying, because as long as the cry was loud, maybe the gangsters would be annoyed and kill herself.

Benla glanced at Alice, then withdrew her gaze.

"Boss, do you want to?" the subordinate noticed this and asked in a low voice.

"No, the police outside won't let us go easily. Ben Laden shook his head, he had already killed so many people, and although he didn't mind adding another life, the police outside would be in trouble if they didn't buy it.

"Yes. The men nodded, then stepped back and began patrolling the hostages.

Twenty minutes passed—

"How? Why hasn't it arrived....?" the sheriff had a trace of sweat on his forehead, wasn't he going to take the lives of the dozen or so people in the bank?

"The person above hasn't replied yet!" the subordinate said nervously, wiping the sweat from his head.

"Damn, hand over our riot police car!As for the GPS, the car should be fine!" The sheriff sighed, he liked that he could get away with it, as long as the robbers were unprofessional... But is it really unskilled for such a group of people?

"It's quite fast, the lives of the US imperialists are really valuable. Ben Ladeng looked at the police car parked at the door, sneered, and then said:

"You go out and check if there's any device or bomb in the car. Benla waved his hand, and one of his men walked out.

"Report to the boss, GPS is not professional, but the vehicle's own on-board GPS. Soon, his men returned with the results.

"How long has it been. Ben Laden glanced at his watch.

"33 minutes. ”

“... Drag three people out, well. Pull that manager, and that girl who kept crying, out, and whatever. Glancing at the people in the lobby, Ben Laden first decided to get rid of the oversized manager and troublesome children.

"Ahem, we're disappointed by the sincerity of your sent, it's been 33 minutes now, and we're going to dispose of the three hostages!" dragged the three hostages out, and Ben Laden said loudly.

"Bah!" A gunshot rang out, and a strange man next to the manager was shot and his brains burst out, which made the manager tremble with fear, he trembled and turned his head and prayed:

"I've got 10 more in my card... It's me who was greedy for ink during this time... As long as you don't kill me..."

"Bah!" the manager's pleading expression froze on his face, and then slowly descended, his heavy body falling to the ground and making a dull sound.

"It's disgusting. Benla spat at at the corpse, then reached out to block the men who were going to dispose of little Alice.

"Little sister, are you scared?" he tried his best to show a gentle expression.

Alice looked up, the indifference in her eyes stunned Ben Lalan.

"MD is crazy. With a deep curse, Ben Laden raised his pistol.

"Bah!" Alice fell to the ground at the sound of the gunshot.

"Bastard !!!!" When the first two people died, the sheriff was just angry, and he didn't feel the death of the manager at all, this kind of person died not a pity, but the death of the child made him completely angry, because there were children of such an age in her family.

"It's not that simple. Mikoto Misaka, who was hiding in the alley and monitoring everything with the Misaka network, had her pupils shrinking, and the little girl named Alice was not dead yet. [.]