Zhou Yuying was nervously opening the lock of the door of the vault, although the treasurer quickly took it down, and got the key and password in his hand.

But the bank manager was a die-hard, Wen Hao found the key to the bank vault on him, but he just wouldn't tell the password.

At this time, although Wen Hao knew that the Japanese were now anxious about the assassination case in Hongkou Park, after all, they were in the public concession area, and the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.

At this time, Wen Hao was personally interrogating the stubborn bank manager, and the bank manager was already covered in bruises.

It was all the result of Jiang Tieshan and his fellow villagers being tortured and interrogated, but they would only use their fists and kicks, so they looked a little miserable.

It's just that this kind of rough play, this bank manager only suffered some flesh injuries, and he can still bear it.

Wen Hao asked Jiang Tieshan to press the fat manager on the table, and directly used four nails to penetrate the palm of his hand and nail it to the table.

Jiang Tieshan looked much more ruthless than him, but these were just preludes to Wen Hao.

And although the fat manager screamed worse than just now, he still refused to say the password.

Wen Hao didn't know where to find a pair of pliers, asked Jiang Tieshan and his fellow villagers, pressed the fat manager's fingers, and then clamped his middle finger nail with pliers.

"I look at you, you are very professional, I admire your professional ethics, but I am also a person with professional ethics." Wen Hao said to him.

Jiang Tieshan thought to himself, this fat manager is quite professional, although he is a hateful Japanese, but his bones are quite hard.

But Wen Hao seems to be a student, what kind of professional ethics do students have?

"Hmph, I'm from the Great Japanese Empire, you can't get the password from me, so you just die." The fat manager was sweating profusely.

Luckily, the bank doors were closed long ago and the entire building was soundproofed.

So his shouting didn't alarm the people outside, and Wen Hao didn't stop him.

"You're a dutiful bank clerk, and I'm a dutiful robber. But only one of the two of us can do his job. So what I do below is also determined by my profession, don't blame me for being ruthless. Wen Hao said to him indifferently.

After Wen Hao said this, the pliers in his hand pinched his nails hard. Then he flicked it back, and suddenly the fat manager's middle finger nail fell off his hand.

Then the fat manager screamed, and Jiang Tieshan, who heard it, trembled in his heart, and the hostages outside, and Zhang Songbai were all shocked when they heard it.

Why is it so miserable?

There is no way around that. As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart.

Wen Hao pulled his fingernails off alive, can he not scream in pain?

Jiang Tieshan originally looked down on Wen Hao a little, but Dai Li let them listen to Wen Hao's command.

Now what he can't figure out is that all the current students are so ruthless?

When he sees Wen Hao's eyes now, he is not always a little unconvinced when he first saw it, but he has more fearful eyes.

Wen Hao wiped out the Japanese manager's left fingernail alive, but the bank manager refused to say it.

"Long live the Emperor" is always in his mouth.

Wen Hao saw that this guy was still a fanatical emperor worshipper, and Wen Hao was afraid of these people of faith. The bones of such people are relatively hard.

At this time, Hao Dahai ran in, and was startled when he saw the scene, and saw Wen Hao holding a pliers in his hand, and there was a bloody nail on the pliers.

There was a fat man lying on the table, with four nails on the backs of his hands, but from the intense pain

struggled, the wound became larger, and there was not a single nail on the finger of his left hand.

Hao Dahai who watched it was shocked, he had seen Wen Hao kill people, but he had never seen Wen Hao torture people so cruelly.

This scene made Hao Dahai forget about it. What did he come in for?

"Hao Dahai, you don't watch the door at the door, why did you run in?" Wen Hao held the pliers in his hand, turned his head to look at Hao Dahai and asked.

"Oh, oh, oh" Hao Dahai sighed a few times before remembering what he was doing when he came in.

"It's a young man from outside. Said to be looking for his father, his father works here. Hao Dahai said to Wen Hao.

"Is it really a person?" Wen Hao asked.

"Yes. I watched him alone for a long time, and I cried while knocking on the door. Said that his mother was blown up and came to his father. Hao Dahai said.

"Go and open the door and bring the young man in, and don't let him out for too long. Make people outside suspicious. Wen Hao understood as soon as he heard it, most of the young man's mother went to Hongkou Park, and as a result, she was injured and died.

And this young man's father mostly works in this bank, so he ran to the funeral as soon as possible.

Although Wen Hao put his hopes on Zhou Yuying, if he could get the password, he would be able to open the door of the vault, and the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.

Wen Hao did not admire this Japanese and gave up his forced confession, but continued his great business of pulling nails.

At this time, Hao Dahai ran in again, and Wen Hao hurriedly asked him, "Did the young man come in?" If he comes in, control it and don't let him get into trouble for us. ”

"The young man said he wanted to see his father." Hao Dahai said to Wen Hao.

"This kind of thing also bothers me, just keep him and his father together, and meet with them." Wen Liang said a little unhappily.

"He said his father was the manager of the bank, that was him." When Hao Dahai heard this, he was lying on the table with one finger of his hand, and the fat manager who had half a breath left.

When Wen Hao heard this, he couldn't help laughing, his son ran to the bank at this time, explaining that it was the bank manager's wife who went to Hongmen Park to participate in the Zhujie Conference, but instead became a victim.

His son came to mourn as a result, but instead became Wen Hao's prisoner.

"Go and bring that kid to me." Wen Hao turned his worries into joy and said.

"What's the use of bringing him here? Can his son know the password? Hao Dahai knew that Wen Hao was worried about opening the vault.

Although they robbed a lot of money on the counter, which was a lot in their eyes, Wen Hao was not satisfied, and wanted to rob the vault together.

"His son doesn't know the password, but he can help me pry open this guy's mouth." Wen Hao couldn't help but laugh evilly.

Hao Dahai looked so evil at first glance, it seemed that this dead fat man still had a hard time to eat.

Hao Dahai turned around and ran out, bringing the young man over.

The young man thought to himself that he was really unlucky, his mother had just been blown up, and his father was working in a bank and robbing people. (To be continued.) )

PS: Re-imagined, some can't be written