"On the implementation plan of the first action

Date of action: 1:30 a.m. on October XX

Action Target: YY Bank

……”

There are a lot of them, and they also draw a simple map of the road.

I'm kind of convinced of this guy.

If you don't get a good five million -- even if you deduct taxes, it's four million -- and you want to rob a bank? - But in the middle of the night, I think I went to steal the bank.

Isn't it dying fast enough?

What else do you say that if I go to claim the prize, I will die?

Does that make sense?

I think if we really go to steal the bank in the middle of the night, then we will die faster, right?

"Don't shout so loudly, don't you know if the wall has ears?" He didn't care.

I didn't bother to listen to what he was talking about.

Pull me along to rob the bank, isn't that going to send me to death?

Now the bank, not to mention how much cash there is in it, that's still a problem, and there are a lot of organs inside, can we get in?

However, I have to say that his death plan alone is 10,000 times more exciting than military training.

Who the hell is this guy?

Terrorists lurking in our country? Religious extremists? Or an American agent?

I can't tell from his appearance that he has such explosive lethality!

Why is my roommate such a brain-dead comic comparison?

He couldn't really have escaped from a mental hospital, could he?

I shuddered a little.

He patted me on the shoulder, and I quickly dodged to the side so that his dirty hands wouldn't touch my body.

He paused for a moment, then laughed - there seemed to be nothing wrong with this smile on the surface, but why did I feel chills all over my body? It feels a bit like the evil sneer in the immortal cultivation novel.

"So you're scared? You are just wrong, I made this plan, it is a rescue plan, not a death plan. Think about it, with my character, how can I be so easy to die? ”

Also save the plan?

I almost broke out

With such a plan, I guess it won't take three or two days for the police to target me and handcuff myself.

However, if I don't act with him now, will he kill people?

"It's like that every time...... It's boring......" he sighed, then turned to open his closet.

His wardrobe was not locked.

I'm a little curious about what he's hiding in his closet?

But I quickly turned to my closet and pulled out the dagger with lightning speed.

At least that way you can protect yourself.

I hid the dagger behind me, and when I turned around, I saw that he had opened the closet.

It's dark inside his closet, and his body is in the way, so I can't see what's inside.

As he took something from it, he said, "Don't worry, I'm ready for anything." Infallible. And we do it, it's kind of like the rhythm of death, but that's just the mind of mortals. What we're doing now is just luring the snake out of the hole. ”

Luring the snake out of the hole?

What snake to lead?

What's the hole?

I was having trouble keeping up with his thoughts, and he had pulled out a black pistol and a silencer tube from the closet and was screwing it on.

I was taken aback.

I'm grass, this kid......

Sweat continued to run down his forehead.

Am I going to scream for help now, and then a large army will break down the door and subdue him? Or was he shot a few times?

However, it is estimated that in the current social climate, it is better to call for help than to call for fire. Because if you call for help, everyone may become indifferent, anyway, life is mine, and it is none of anyone else's business whether you die or not; And if it catches fire, they can't escape.

I can't call it out, though.

My legs are a little disobedient.

I was a little worried that as soon as I screamed, he would immediately give me a shot without hesitation.

In that case, I really won't have a place to bury!

I'm still in a great youth, I'm just on college campus!

And in my heart, I just deeply regret it, why didn't I work hard in high school? As long as I take a few more points, I won't get into this broken university, and I won't have to meet this perverted guy! In that case, I can live at least a few more decades, right?

With the silencer on, he stuck the pistol on the belt behind his back and went back to the closet.

This time he pulled out two grenades.

I'm dizzy!

Is this what it's about?

I was thinking that he actually threw one at me!

Is this going to up?

Is he really going to up?

It's just that he can't escape from such a close distance, right?

"And then." He spoke.

Pick up?

Or don't pick up?

While I was thinking about it, my hand took it as if I was not at my disposal.

Grasping it in my hand, I felt dizzy.

"You're pretty good. I've long said you're an explosive talent. He said as he put the grenade in his trouser pocket.

Is that how you carry a grenade?!

I'll go!

I was speechless.

I grabbed a grenade in my hand, "Do you really want me to die!" ”

"You are so strong, how can you die? You can see it, I throw it at you, and your body catches it automatically, that's your instinct. Bring it well. ”

Take your mom ...... I'd love to scold.

Can I use this grenade to threaten him?

Or should I just open the door and get out now?

But somehow, instead of escaping, I carefully put the grenade in my pocket.

I don't know how much I believed him.

It's just that if you really want to turn against him, you should also be outside the campus.

There are so many people in this school, and I don't know how many people would be injured if the grenade really exploded. And seeing him so frustrated, he definitely wouldn't care about other people's casualties.

There's a grenade, there's a pistol, and it seems that the next thing is absolutely wonderful!

I go, how could I think so?

Wonderful?

I don't think I'll know how I'll die then, right?

He continued to dig in his closet.

I couldn't help but wonder, what the hell is he going to pull out?

It can't be a bazooka, right?

Luckily, he just took out a long knife.

The style of this knife looks exactly like a small Japanese katana, about one meter four or five in length, the handle is wrapped with white strips of cloth, and the scabbard is all black.

He placed the long knife on the table.

Robbing a bank with these?

How do I open a safe?

Will it be blown up with a grenade when the time comes?

I quickly shook my head.

Do I really want to rob a bank with him?

The last thing he took out of the closet was two pieces of black cloth and threw one to me, one for himself.

"What is this for?" I can't help but ask.

This black cloth is not big, can we be masked men?

"Take it first, and when you get to the outside of the bank, remember to cover it."

Really!

He closed his closet.

That's all there seems to be.

A pistol, a long knife, two grenades, two black cloths.

These things can go and rob a bank?

I'm really convinced of him!

The problem is that I don't have a night suit!

Do you just go out in clothes like this?

Of course, I'm not going.

Really went with him to rob the bank, wouldn't that be a long life?

"Looks like you're still hesitating." He said as he tied the long knife to his back with a belt.

Nonsense!

Why should I rob a bank?

Is it because of your words?

"Don't overthink it. If you don't rob the bank now, if you don't startle the snake, you will die. He said again.

"You're going to die! I'm going to die if I don't rob a bank? Where did you get the logic? ”

He walked slowly towards me.

I was a little worried and had to step back.

It's a good thing he didn't draw his knife, or I would have thrown the grenade over and blew him to pieces.

"Afraid of my dry hair? We are brothers. If I had harmed you, I would have killed you with a knife. Do you have to wait until now? In fact, you only need to go with me to rob the bank once, and you will know why I went. ”

Well?

Could it be that in the middle of the night, there are still people in the bank?

There must be no people, but there are ghosts?

The madman in front of him was already a ghost-like existence.

"Then what do you mean by scaring the grass and scaring the snake?" I can't help but ask.

"Of course it's our opponents. You certainly don't know the strength of our opponents now. ”

"What the hell is the opponent?"

"Yes...... You'll find out when you go anyway. But now you have to go, and if you don't go, you have to go, or I'll tie you up and take you with me. Do you go with me on your own initiative, or do you want to be tied up by me and follow me? After that, he laughed twice.

The laughter was unusually piercing to the ears.

This madman!

I can imagine that if he really wanted to tie me up, he would have done it.

Unless I strike first!

It's just that in the small space of the dormitory, all that can be used are chairs and daggers, and if I use grenades, I will be looking for my own death.

So I my chair.

Then I saw his face right in front of me, only a centimeter away from me.

I'll go!

He's so fast?

I didn't even have time to react, his hand was already on mine.

His hands were so strong that I felt like my bones were about to break.

"Think about it, if you really don't go anyway, I won't force you, there is still a little time."

With that, he let go.

So good?

It can be seen that he really does not seem to have malicious intent.

Well, I sat down and pretended to think.

And he was standing next to me.

After ten or dozens of minutes like this, he suddenly threw himself at the window and said, "Damn, someone jumped off the building." ”

Jump?

"Where?"

At this time I forgot about the madness of this madman and also went to the window.

Jumping off a building is a rare thing to see.

So anyone who hears it must want to see it for themselves.

Then I felt something stuffed in my mouth, and then my body flew out.

Sure enough, someone jumped off the building, but the person who jumped off the building was me.

This is the third floor!

I want to scold, even if I can shout for help.

It's just that I can't call it.

Because I have a ball of cloth stuffed inside my mouth.

This madman!

My body is constantly falling. The lights are dark throughout the building. All I could hear was the constant sound of the wind in my ears.

What happens if you fall?

The third floor, plus the overhead floor, is only a dozen meters, it shouldn't be able to die, right?

But will the leg break?

As I was thinking this, I felt someone pull my arm and his voice in my ear: "How's it going, isn't it cool?" ”

Cool your mother!

Playing Jumping?

Then I froze, because this kid was falling like me.

This kid actually jumped off himself after pushing me down? Talking and laughing in the process of falling?

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