"Quick, give Lao Tzu another drink!"

Sitting at the wooden table with a missing corner, Mondillo put down the foam-stained glass in his hand and shouted to the gray-haired old man in the hut: "Hurry up! I'll pay. ”

"If you dare not pay, Lao Tzu will destroy you bastard with one shot." The old man stepped forward, slammed another beer on the table, and took away the cup that had just been drunk by the jackal.

Despite his advanced age, the old man still wears a red waistcoat, ripped jeans, and a Smith & Wesson revolver stuck in a holster around his waist, like an old cowboy who participated in the "Pioneer West" hundreds of years ago.

"Thank you......"

The jackal placed a hundred-dollar bill on the table, picked up his glass and took a big sip, and the inferior beer poured into his mouth with a clattering sound.

"Boy, aren't you going to meet with someone else tonight?" The old man's brows were furrowed into a Sichuan zigzag, and the wrinkles on his face looked extremely deep in the dim light: "Drinking won't delay things?" ”

"Lao Tzu won't get drunk," the jackal opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful ......of wine, and then hiccuped with satisfaction: "Besides, the time has not yet come." ”

"Those minions of yours took the money and went back." The old man sat down at the table and looked at the face of the "jackal" with somewhat cloudy eyes: "Do you really want to continue like this and waste time with those gangsters?" Want to do something truly meaningful? ”

"What's the point......" said the jackal angrily.

"How about we relive the glory of the past? Brat. Speaking of this, the old man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: "Before my old bones are in the ground, I will come to do a big one in the end, and then retire forever, what do you think?" ”

Hearing the old man's words, the jackal's eyes, which were still rolling around, suddenly focused on the old man, and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen the target?" Where? ”

"The Central Bank of Alvara, next to the base camp of Silver Shield, if successful, we can get tens of millions of dollars, and maybe even transport their gold storage." The old man coughed: "How is it, do you want to come?" ”

"You're crazy, old man." The jackal's brow furrowed.

"No, I just want to have a good time at the end, and I won't live for a few years anyway." The old man sneered and laughed: "I have already made the robbery plan, I only need to adjust some details, are you interested?" ”

“……”

The jackal put down the empty wine glass in his hand, thought for a moment, and shook his head slowly:

"I'll talk about it when I'm done with this."

"Hurry up, then." The old man stretched out his thin right hand and patted the jackal on the shoulder: "I've been a little osteoporosis recently, and I can't drag it anymore!" ”

"Old man, it's a miracle that you've survived until now." The jackal sighed.

- If the jackal is one of the most legendary robbers in the city of chaos, then the only "god-level robber" who can be compared to him is sitting next to him at this time.

Like the jackal, the cowboy-looking old man is also a notorious bank thief, and the robberies that this old man has completed are not comparable to the jackals in terms of quantity, but the "quality" of each robbery is terrifying.

For this old man, a small place like the Alvara South City Bank is not a bank at all, and only those banks that can grab more than 10 million dollars will become his target.

The jackal knew that the old man had been keeping an eye on the largest and most heavily guarded bank in the City of Chaos, the Central Bank of Alvara. I thought that this elderly guy would give up, but I didn't expect to plan to do a vote.

"One more ......"

Before the jackal could finish speaking, a sharp burst of gunfire suddenly rang out in the street outside the house.

At the moment of the gunshot, the two robbers in the house drew their guns at the same time, and at the same time, they immediately recognized the type of firearm that was firing by the sound:

“SIG-SG550。” The old man's eyes crooked.

"On the other side, there is an AK gun, and it seems that there is a firefight between the two sides, and it is none of our business." The jackal breathed a sigh of relief.

"Recently, there have been many firefights in the city, and I don't know where so many bandits came from, fighting in the streets all day long." There was a hint of confusion in the old man's voice: "Those people are not only the enemies of Silver Shield, but even the members of the Lion Gang have been killed by them. ”

"There are indeed a lot of fierce people in the city......"

As he spoke, the jackal recalled the robbery this afternoon, and continued: "It's incredible that the helper I just found managed to get the garrison of Alvara City......

"You mean the army that shelled the banks?" Hearing this, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly had a look: "Can the robbers still fight against the army?" Are you stupid with your brain blown up? Brat. ”

"When we were robbing, we encountered a tank, I solved one, and the helpers I found actually solved six tanks and armored vehicles, and finally covered my escape." The jackal's words were full of undisguised gratitude: "If it weren't for those people, you wouldn't have seen me here." ”

"You're going to see them tonight?" The old man stood up suddenly, his movements were unusually agile, and he did not look old at all.

"That's right, the meeting will be in half an hour." The jackal nodded.

"Take me one, I want to talk to them." The old man, who was still full of serious expressions just now, seemed to have regained his second spring, and even the wrinkles on his face seemed to have decreased a little.

"You old immortal just want to win them over to rob the bank, right?" The jackal sighed: "Wait a minute, we're still looking for someone." ”

The sound of gunfire entered the room through the wooden wall, shaking the wooden table slightly, and the two sides who were fighting outside were not far to the west of the house where the two jackals were.

To avoid being accidentally injured by bullets flying in the street, the two slipped out the back door of the hut and left the makeshift hideout to return to the night sky of the chaotic city.

"Where are you meeting? I can't wait, why don't you go over and have a look? The old man said with great interest.

"I said we had business to do, and we don't have time to rob the bank now......"

Before the jackal could finish speaking, the wall of the wooden house next to him was suddenly pierced by bullets, and a smoking corpse shattered the wall and flew out, falling heavily into the alley.

"Robots?" The jackal's eyes widened in surprise.

The "corpse" that fell to the ground was still trying to get up, despite the fire all over its body, and the silver sheen of metal bones shone from under the charred black suit.

"What the hell is coming from this city...... the old man couldn't help but sigh: "My old bones don't seem to be able to keep up with the current trend." ”

"Let's go, it's not safe here." The jackal said and turned and walked away quickly.

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