Chapter Eighty-Nine: Qin Han's Shadow in His Heart
On the freight train bound for Baotou, Qin Han leaned on the boxboard of a wagon with a blank face, deaf to the chatter and ridicule of Wangcai, as if he was in another world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The word "teasing" kept flashing in Qin Han's mind, and countless grass and mud horses ran wildly in his heart, and all kinds of negative emotions made him have the urge to hit his head against the wall.
Half an hour ago, Qin Han, who was dressed in a short beat, shook into the bank of the Mongolian United Autonomous Government with a look of excitement.
"What's the matter with you? Saving or withdrawing money? The middle-aged man who resembled Mr. Tent looked at Qin Han with disdain and asked with some disdain.
Qin Han sneered in his heart, wait a minute, you must look good, and said in his mouth: "Take the money." ā
"Get the bill!" If you are a poor stick, you still have to take money, and sooner or later your thread will not be all Japanese.
"Lost!" Qin Han was killing time, he had to wait for the train to Baotou to depart before he acted, otherwise it would be very troublesome to go out of the city, after all, he was here to make money, not to kill devils.
"If not, get out, poor stick, are you so poor and crazy, you cheated money and deceived Lao Tzu? Be careful to tell Taijun to arrest you for a while. "Banks are so domineering at all times.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Qin Han said in a deep voice: "But someone told me that I could withdraw money!" ā
"Who? You let him come, Lao Tzu will see who is so bullish! "The clerk who resembles a tent is still as proud as a teaser!
It sneered, and a 20-shot box cannon slammed on the counter.
Box guns, also known as barge guns in China, are officially known as Mauser military pistols. The one equipped with 20 rounds is called the pot-bellied box, and because of the wide body of the gun, it is also called the large mirror. It has a fully automatic function, also known as a fast and slow machine, and the shooting mode is divided into single shot and continuous shot.
The rough and heavy body of the gun, the narrow barrel, all mean that it is a murderous weapon, "You, you ......" Because of fear, the middle-aged man's pupils have contracted like the tip of a hairpin, and his voice trembled and he couldn't speak.
"That's what it asked me to do, do you still have questions?" His fingers lightly tapped at the pistol on the counter, his eyes scanned the movement of the entire room, and the sound of the pistol slapping on the counter had attracted the attention of many bank clerks.
"No, no." Swept by Qin Han's gaze, the middle-aged man trembled and almost peed his pants.
The movement between the two finally attracted attention, but fortunately, it was almost time for the end of the day, and no one came to withdraw the money, so although there were many people, they were all bank employees who lived in the counter, so there was no need to worry about someone running out of the gate.
Facing everyone's eyes, Qin Han stretched out his hand and grabbed the pistol in his hand, pointing at the people in the counter: "Don't move for Lao Tzu, don't make Lao Tzu misunderstand, life is your own, money is someone else's, if you don't want to eat guns because of other people's money, be honest." ā
A man in a suit in his 50s looked at Qin Han and the gun in his hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?" What do you want to do? Here is a bank under the United Autonomous Government of Mongolia. ā
"Who are you? Why do you talk to Lao Tzu? Qin Han squinted his eyes and glanced at the man before saying
"I'm the person in charge here, young man, I advise you not to make mistakes and leave quickly." I don't know if it's true or not, the man in the suit is a little serious.
"Don't talk about those useless, since Lao Tzu came in with a gun, you should know Lao Tzu's purpose, don't want Lao Tzu to hurt people, take Lao Tzu to the treasury immediately." The vibration of Wangcai reminded Qin Han that the time is almost up, don't ink.
No one moved, although they were afraid of Qin Han, but out of professional habits, they were still in a stalemate with him.
"I'm going to kill you now, there's only a 50 percent chance that the devil will catch me, but a 100 percent chance you'll die. Are you going to gamble with your life with me? After finishing speaking, Qin Han pointed his gun at the snobbish man who received him.
"Old, old blue, help me......" The snobbish man finally urinated, and the cold killing intent in Qin Han's eyes couldn't even stand the gang of killers in the army, let alone a small clerk.
"Don't shoot, I, I'll take you." Faced with the muzzle of the gun, Lao Lan, the person in charge in his 50s, finally chose to compromise.
And Qin Han's nightmare finally began at the moment when the door of the silver vault opened.
No gold bars, no jewelry, just all sorts of banknotes.
There are all kinds of currencies issued by the Republic of China, Japan, the Mongolian United Autonomous Government, and local warlords, among which there are even border area bills issued by the CCP.
"What is this?" Looking at the colorful coins, the corners of Qin Han's eyes twitched and jumped.
"Money, money!" Seeing that Qin Han seemed to have a tendency to run wild, the person in charge, Lao Lan, hurriedly said.
"Money? Didn't Lao Tzu know that this was money? What did Lao Tzu ask about gold? Gold bars, where are the gold bars? Qin Han's furious voice shook the entire room of the Silver Vault.
Glancing at Qin Han with a teasing look, the person in charge, Lao Lan, lowered his head and said stubbornly: "We are just a branch, no, there is no gold reserve, and the gold is under the control of the government, even the head office may not have it." ā
So Qin Han left, leaving the bank very gloomily, without touching a penny from the bank, and left silently under the teasing eyes of all the bank staff.
The loser's Wangcai was laughing wildly, laughing all the time, laughing from the beginning of entering the silver vault, until Qin Han climbed into the trunk of the train.
Fortunately, Wangcai is a machine, you don't need to breathe, otherwise you must have suffocated yourself to death.
However, although Wangcai is hateful, he is still quite dutiful, and after leaving Guisui for 5 kilometers, he accurately reminded Qin Han that he could get off.
"Wangcai, why haven't you been laughed to death yet?" Qin Han gritted his teeth and said that he had been infinitely shadowed by Wangcaixiao's heart, and even decided that he would not be able to enter a place like the bank in the future.
"Turtle, Lao Tzu is a machine, Lao Tzu doesn't need to breathe, Lao Tzu can still laugh and talk at the same time."
Qin Han was very helpless, he couldn't do without Wangcai, so he caused Wangcai to be so unscrupulous now, I really don't know when Wangcai became so cheap, and the system that hoped it laughed collapsed.
When Wangcai finally stopped laughing, Qin Han said: "Let's go back to the end of the world, Lao Tzu can't get gold if he doesn't believe it." ā
"Are you sure? The gold of the last days is not necessarily better than here. ā
Wangcai is right, the environment of the last days is too harsh, and the place where gold is stored is generally in the head office of the bank, and it is close to the city center, and God knows what kind of mutated creatures will be entrenched in such a place.
"There is no way, you have to go back, a place like the vault must be heavily guarded in this era, and it may not be easier than the end times." Qin Han, who retrieved the car, chewed tobacco leaves in his mouth, and slowly said to Wangcai, his tone was firm and powerful, and it sounded more like cheering himself up!