Being tricked by Feng Xianyu, a bad boy, Ye Cheng walked out of the airport alone with some depression, and walked towards a large bank not far from the airport according to the plan set in advance.

Crossing the busy road and walking into the glass gate of the bank, Ye Cheng pushed away the crowd of people who were waiting in line for business very arrogantly, and walked straight to the bank window.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, if you handle business, roll to the back and line up." The blonde middle-aged woman sitting behind the window of the counter looked up at Ye Cheng, who had squeezed to the front of the window, and roared in a low voice.

After using the "language card", Ye Cheng has completely understood the American language, even more proficient than some residents born and raised in the land of America, so there is no barrier in communication, and he can completely understand what the middle-aged woman with blonde hair says.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to grab ......" Ye Cheng said with a fierce and threatening face, who knew that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by an angry cry from behind: "Hey, you unqualified yellow-skinned monkey, roll to the back and line up." ”

Hearing this voice, Ye Cheng's face instantly became gloomy, and he slowly turned around, looking behind him sharply: "Who said what you said just now?" ”

"It's uncle, I said, what can you do? You damn yellow-skinned monkey. A burly, bearded white middle-aged man walked out fearlessly, looked at Ye Cheng with a provocative face and said loudly.

All the whites and blacks in the bank let out a laugh when they heard the words of the bearded middle-aged white man.

"Do you repeat what you just said?" Ye Cheng's face was gloomy and almost dripping.

"I said you are a yellow-skinned ......" Before the bearded white middle-aged man finished speaking, Ye Cheng's figure disappeared in place without warning, and the next moment suddenly appeared in front of him and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Ye Cheng's speed was so fast, before the white middle-aged man could react, he was directly kicked in the stomach by Ye Cheng, and his strong bear-like body flew out upside down like a cannonball.

"Boom!" The body of the middle-aged white man smashed against the bank wall ten meters away, making a dull loud noise, and the whole person stuck on the wall for four or five seconds before slowly sliding down, but the bones of the whole body had all been shattered into powder.

In fact, when Ye Cheng kicked him in the stomach, his intestines had already broken inch by inch, and even the spine bones were broken into several pieces under the huge impact.

Everyone in the bank was stunned by this sudden change, but Ye Cheng patted the dust on his trouser leg indifferently, his expression was as relaxed as stepping on an ant, and he returned to the counter again, with a kind smile, looking at the blonde middle-aged woman sitting at the counter with a dull expression, and said softly: "I'm going to rob, please take out all the money." ”

"Ah......h

A sharp red siren sounded throughout the bank lobby.

"Troublesome woman." Seeing this, Ye Cheng frowned slightly, took out the "Heaven Killing" magic knife from his backpack, and directly slashed at the bank counter glass in front of him.

The heavy bulletproof glass was as fragile as white paper under the power of the "Heaven Slayer" magic knife, and it was directly torn apart.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed the hair of the middle-aged blonde woman sitting at the counter, and violently pulled her out of the counter, Ye Cheng said with a smile on his face: "This eldest sister, can you please take me to the vault?" ”

Grabbed by Ye Cheng's hair, the blonde middle-aged woman screamed in pain, but she just struggled and cursed loudly, completely ignoring Ye Cheng's "reasonable" request.

"A woman is a troublesome creature." Ye Cheng shook his head a little unpleasantly, and with a slight force on his hand, the skull of the middle-aged woman with blonde hair was pinched and shattered.

Rubbing the white-red paste stained on his hand on the clothes of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who was standing behind him with headphones, and the whole person was completely frightened, Ye Cheng said lightly: "Although I am not patriotic, I really hate such things as racism." ”

Ye Cheng said, raised the "Heaven Killing" magic knife, and slashed towards the counter window next to him.

"Whoa!" There was a sound of glass breaking, and Ye Cheng strode forward and grabbed the black male teller who was sitting at the counter on the other side.

"Can you take me to the vault?" Ye Cheng made a very friendly expression, for fear of frightening the black male teller in his hand.

The black male teller's two-hundred-pound body was grabbed by Ye Cheng in his hands, and he was fiddled with by Ye Cheng like a big toy, and he couldn't resist at all, so he could only look at Ye Cheng with fear on his face, and the chick pecked the rice and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, you lead the way." Ye Cheng gently put down the black male teller and said.

The black male teller was put down by Ye Cheng, and immediately took a few deep breaths, and said to Ye Cheng with a stammer: "...... first Please come with me, sir. ”

"Wait a minute, I still have something to explain to your compatriots." Ye Cheng said, turned to look at everyone in the bank hall, and said loudly: "You white-skinned pigs listen to me, I'm going to leave for a while to do something, now you all kneel down by the wall for me, if anyone dares to move, I will cut off all his limbs, and if you don't believe it, you can try." ”

Everyone in the bank, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end, regardless of men, women, children, handsome, or ugly, they all quietly walked to the wall, and knelt down against the wall with obedient faces, including even a young man in a Marine Corps uniform.

In the final analysis, the people of the American are not very backbone people, unlike the Chinese people, they can kill and not be humiliated, as long as they can live, they are willing to do everything regardless of their dignity and face.

Seeing everyone in the bank hall kneeling by the wall, Ye Cheng smiled lightly and said to the black male teller, "Let's go, take me to the underground vault." ”

When the black male teller heard this, he trembled and immediately led the way in front.

The black male teller took Ye Cheng through three key cards in a row, and finally stopped in front of a huge iron door on the second basement floor.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't have the key to the vault door, so I can only bring you here." Looking at the thick iron door more than four meters high in front of him, the black male teller said helplessly to Ye Cheng.

"Okay, you can die." Ye Cheng nodded, and the "Heaven Killing" magic knife in his hand suddenly crossed the neck of the black male teller.

Blood gushed out, and the black male teller covered his neck, looking at Ye Cheng in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he would die, and his body slowly went limp.

After solving the black male teller, Ye Cheng patted the big iron door of the vault in front of him, and gently slashed the big iron door a few times with the "Heaven Killing" magic knife in his hand, and a "small door" more than two meters high appeared on the big iron door.

Entering the vault through the "small door", Ye Cheng directly swept away the gold in the vault, and then returned to the bank hall.

The behavior of the Americans is sometimes ridiculous, Ye Cheng just left for a short time, those people in the bank hall obviously had a chance to escape, but none of them dared to take the lead in moving, until Ye Cheng came back, everyone was still kneeling motionless by the wall, staring at the snow-white wall in front of them with a serious face.

"What a bunch of pigs." Seeing this scene, Ye Cheng didn't feel a little funny, and deliberately said in a voice that everyone could hear.

Ye Cheng's words made several young people kneeling by the wall have angry and humiliated looks on their faces, but none of these people dared to move, obviously already shocked by Ye Cheng's powerful and cruel methods at the beginning.

"The woman in red on the left, yes, it's you, the trembling one, crawling up to my feet." Ye Cheng glanced around the row of people kneeling by the wall, and pointed to a hot white young woman in red clothes in the middle.

When the white woman in red heard this, her body trembled, although she turned her back to Ye Cheng, she also knew that Ye Cheng was talking about herself.

Turning around very reluctantly, the woman in red crawled to Ye Cheng's feet on all fours under Ye Cheng's gaze, looked up at Ye Cheng and asked, "First ...... Sir, is there anything you can do? ”

Ye Chengyin* laughed, unbuttoned his belt, pressed the back of the woman in red, leaned towards his crotch, and said, "You know! ”

A look of humiliation flashed on the face of the white woman in red clothes, although she had the heart to resist, she felt the faint force from Ye Cheng's big hand pressing her head, and remembered the blonde middle-aged woman who was crushed by Ye Cheng before, under the boundless fear in her heart, she could only slowly open her small mouth with a sense of surname, and she didn't dare to refuse to swallow Ye Cheng's lower body into her mouth.

The lower body was surrounded by a burst of warmth, Ye Cheng let out a refreshing sound, and just stood and enjoyed the service of the white girl.

About ten minutes later, just as Ye Cheng's pleasure gradually rose and he wanted to make further moves, a siren suddenly sounded from far and near outside the bank gate.

"The efficiency of the police in America is really slow." Ye Cheng shook his head, kicked away the white woman in red at his feet, lifted his pants, and strode towards the bank gate.

Walking outside the bank gate, looking at the more than a dozen police cars and a large number of heavily armed policemen who had surrounded the bank gate, Ye Cheng chuckled, and suddenly there was an extra heavy firepower machine gun unloaded from the armored car on the plane in his hand.

Without hesitation, pulling the trigger, Ye Cheng shot wildly at the police outside the bank gate.

The heavy fire machine gun on the armored car was far more fierce than the weapons of the police, and under Ye Cheng's non-stop strafing, the police who surrounded the bank gate were quickly swept down, and the rest were all hidden, and Ye Cheng couldn't raise his head when he was beaten, and he couldn't organize an effective counterattack.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" One after another police cars exploded, and after changing three or four magazines, the police outside the bank were quickly killed and injured by Ye Cheng's strafing.

"Cool!" Seeing that there was no longer a policeman standing, Ye Cheng put away the heavy firepower machine gun in his hand and shouted loudly with a wave of his fist.

Using modern weapons to kill and injure enemies is really a great way to get excited, so it's no wonder that Evolvers have set the direction of enhancement to modern technology.