Chapter 523: Waste
Some people were shot, some people howled, and some people ran or continued to climb as the corpses fell from the walls.
However, none of the windows on the second floor of the village provided any fire support, and Lu Hang said that there were not many bullets, and warned everyone to save it for themselves in the event of a breakthrough.
The Zhu Bajie who were hiding on the inner wall of the window didn't even have the interest of looking at it, just by the wailing and screaming, they knew how sad the picture outside was, and the masked people were being beaten into a sieve, falling on the road to wealth, and continued to struggle unwillingly.
It didn't take long for the gunfire to stop, as if it were just a rain cloud.
After a moment of silence, another sound appeared, sounding like tearing, followed by a large number of footsteps.
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At the base of the wall, there were detectives tearing and snatching each other next to the corpses, the bags were finally torn apart, and there was a crisp falling sound, and small yellow croakers fell in large pools of blood, gold stained with blood, which was extraordinarily bright, and the eyes of the people who rushed to it were straight.
In the alleyway, some policemen hurriedly got into a no-man's corner, left their guns and dug desperately on the ground, and then looked back in a panic to make sure that they were not noticed by their hurried peers, and then took out a few small yellow croakers from their pockets and put them into the pit on the ground, and hurriedly buried them. You can't carry this thing on your body, and sooner or later your boss will come to collect it.
Each small yellow croaker weighs one or two, God knows how much fiat currency can be exchanged for one in this ever-changing market, the small pit has been buried The police are still not at ease, and they deal with it carefully, restoring this ground as well as around, he became a little overwhelmed by excitement, swallowing saliva desperately, he can't believe that he will be able to visit the kiln every day in the future, he swears that he must first buy a big smoking gun, inlaid with jade, and it will taste good enough to smoke!
There are also people who think differently, thinking that gold bars are only safe on their bodies, but sooner or later the superiors will come to collect them, and it seems that there are all kinds of superiors to collect them now, and they are not there when they fight, and now they all come out like ghosts and fight on the front line; Therefore, with infinite longing for a better future, he slipped away like a mouse, climbed over the wall through the courtyard and through the holes, and hurried cautiously, looking like he was breaking through.
People with a future know the preciousness of life, and this world is not fair at all.
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Mother Zhang walked around the golden cellar, saw enough of the large open metal empty box at the bottom of the cellar, and looked at the corpse of the shopkeeper who died next to the cellar, and finally left the office, humming softly as she walked up the stairs. In such a situation, as one of the shareholders of the Pocket Money Bank, her performance is really shocking, and the more she looks at her, the more she looks like a psychopath. Even Lu Hang couldn't understand it, her plan that no one else knew about had failed, how could this wonderful woman still be happy?
Carrying the skirt and going up to the second floor to return to the conference room, I went to the corner and took a closer look at the unlucky new owner who was already unconscious in the chair, the blood was almost bleeding, and he was about to walk towards Huangquan Road, Zhang's mother's expression looked very satisfied, and the obscene little song began to hum again.
The little girl, who has always been rough with her nerves about this kind of scene, couldn't help but snort: "It's too ugly!" Don't hum, okay? β
Zhang's mother smiled at her: "The old lady is in a good mood, all the gold bars were donated outside, and this time she can't die, so she doesn't have to flee with the ugly monster." Then she went straight to the long table and found a chair to sit on her legs, and took out her little file and began to repair her nails, which had been damaged by the loss of consciousness, meticulously and attentively.
Now in this conference room, except for the unlucky owner who is about to become a corpse in the corner, only Mama Zhang and Xiao Yadan, the other shareholders have gone to the first floor to stay with all the hostages. The little girl scratched the back of her head, leaned behind Zhang's mother, and asked, "You mean...... Didn't you run away with everyone? β
Zhang's mother didn't answer, but said to herself: "I guess...... That black impermanence should be the surname 'eight'; as for that Zhu Bajie...... Shit's Einsatzgruppen, he's a miscellaneous bandit. But what I don't understand is...... Little Hoof, what's your last name? β
was said to have a little ponytail and a flicker: "Huh? I...... Is the surname Gao? β
"Phew! Fake, I think you're thinking about leaving your wife and running away with them, right? β
"How can I ...... Okay, I said I also have the surname 'Eight', do you believe me? β
sighed, and suddenly said seriously: "Girl, if you are still alive, don't forget to send a letter to the old lady...... Fuck off! Something without conscience! β
Zhang's mother didn't look back, continued to trim her nails, listening to the kitten-like footsteps gradually moving away from her, as if she stopped at the door for a moment, and then continued to move away; The room was quiet, except for the occasional drop of blood hitting the floor in the corner.
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Outside the encirclement line of Qianzhuang, in a certain room, a policeman and a man dressed as a guy stared anxiously at the building of Qianzhuang with his hands on the windowsill, this guy is Zhang's mother's buddy, called Zhang San.
After a rush of footsteps, a policeman ran into the door, and the two people by the window turned around and asked urgently, "What is the situation?" β
"All the people who went out and surrendered were killed on the spot, but there is no Jin's mother, she is still inside!" The person who entered the door took off his police hat, wiped a handful of sweat, and said, "But...... Those robbers just broke through from the back, and it is said that the 'little yellow croaker' that filled the alley is good, now it's good, let's use the bamboo basket to get water in vain, and it's all cheap for those wastes! β
The policeman by the window was stunned by the news: "What? This ......"
Zhang San also clicked his eyes in surprise for a while, and suddenly asked again: "Is there a 'big yellow croaker'?" β
"Big ...... Target...... It seems like...... No. β
After pondering for a while, Zhang San raised his head again: "Let's wait, you two must go and come down for the task of cleaning up the scene afterwards!" β
The two policemen were puzzled.
"I'm not afraid to tell you now, Mama Jin didn't count on those wastes in the first place, they were just a faΓ§ade on their faces. In order to prevent accidents, this money village is a double cellar, there is a secret cellar under the open cellar, ordinary shareholders only look at the accounts, only two people know this kind of trivial matters, one is the big owner of the money bank, the other is the money bank shopkeeper, I guess they can't get out of the door of the money village alive! β
The two policemen looked at the smiling Zhang San blankly, and couldn't help but start looking forward to a happy future......
The first floor of the money village is still messy, the light is still dim, and every face is still dim, whether it is despair, sadness, or pain, it is still dim.
Lu Hang stood up in the gloom, he had been silent for a long time, he felt that it was time, he couldn't guess how many policemen and detectives would be deserters because of gold bars, he only knew that once, there were always people who quietly disappeared because they had cleaned up the rich battlefield, and he pretended not to know when he was the captain of the overseer, but he just ordered someone to tick off those names in red on the roster, assuming that they had been martyred, in fact, they were different from corpses?
Based on experience, and based on the gunfire that had already been noisy several times, Lu Hang judged that there were fifty to eighty guns outside the bank, including a Czech one outside the front door, and the strength was about two platoons; He also knew that there was still a company of security troops stationed in Songxi Town, but he had never shown up, and he guessed that it might be on the periphery, but the things on the periphery were not something that could be thought about at this moment.
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