Gold robbery

Hey, hey, all the way, the crazy Tequilla werewolf, crossed the mountains and forests, through the fields, and came to a bustling small town. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The info tattered truck stopped on the side of the road, and the Tequera werewolf did a sky dance and rushed into a roadside supermarket. He stretched out his greedy hand and plundered everywhere, sweeping away all the goods he saw, all the burgers, all the french fries, all the beer, all the toilet paper. The owner of the supermarket shouted at him: "Put it down, put it down, are you robbing?" Do you understand the rules, you idiot! You have to pay for something! ”

The trembling hands of the werewolf of Tequila suddenly stopped, and he took off his sunglasses: "What are you shouting there!" I am from the Price Bureau, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Health Bureau, and the Quality Supervision Bureau, what can you do with me! After saying that, he slapped his claws on the counter fiercely, and the entire counter was smashed in an instant, and glass shards flew everywhere. The owner of the supermarket was so frightened that he hugged his head and scurried, "Mom! Come on, it's robbery in broad daylight! Tequila glared at him with fierce eyes, stretched out his clawed fingers and pointed at his back, shouting, "Get out of you!" See you in the next life! After saying this, Tequila smashed again in a frenzy, the glass on the window, the glass on the counter, the vending machine, the trolley, the printer, all smashed by him.

Tequila straightened her hair, posed in the supermarket, and danced, twisting her shoulders and staggering away. From the supermarket to the side of the road, there were all the goods he had thrown away, and no one dared to stop him when they saw him so crazy. Tequila threw the goods onto the truck and made many trips back and forth, and the townspeople saw him and fled in terror.

The Werewolf of Tequila drove the truck all the way away, leaving the small town and heading towards the city. The trees on both sides of the road quickly retreated behind him, his mouth humming cheerful music. The sun climbed higher and higher from the eastern sky, it was already close to noon, and the sunlight was more penetrating. Exciting rock music was playing in the truck, and the Tequera werewolves danced in the truck, (knock, knock, knock, knock), raised their hands and shook their heads, nodded their heads, and sang wildly. Oh...... Oh...... Drag out the voice and sing, (knock, knock) raise your hand and shake your head, nod your head, and sing wildly, oh ......, oh ....... The werewolf of Tequila sat down, one foot on the steering wheel, grabbed a hamburger in his left hand, held a bottle of beer in his right hand, opened his mouth and took a big bite on the hamburger, the neck of the beer bottle was smashed open, he gulped down the beer, and threw the empty bottle out of the window after drinking the beer. A young man walking on the side of the road was suddenly smashed to the head with a scream of 'ah' and blood flowed out, and blood gushed out along his forehead. He covered his forehead and bent down, and the sky swirled in front of him, blood flowing down his fingers, and soon his entire face became bloody.

The werewolf of Tequila drove his truck to the bustling streets of the city, and went on a rampage, knocking down eighteen telephone poles in a row on the streets. The frantic truck didn't slow down in the slightest, then knocked down a towering billboard, ran over a long-haired dog, and pedestrians dodged in both directions, screaming one after another. Eventually, the frantic truck crashes into a roadside bar and gets stuck in the middle of two walls. Shaking off the dust from his body, Tequila jumped out of the truck, jumped onto the bar, grabbed the cashier's neck with one hand, and shouted, "Where am I now?" Tell me quickly! Is this New York? Who the hell am I? Say it quickly! The poor cashier's head was shaken like a rattle, his head was dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't tell the direction of east, west, north, south, front, back, left, right, "Sir, please let go of me, I'm ...... I'm going to be out of breath, cough, cough, I beg you to let go! Whining...... Woohoo......"

Tequila let go of his hand, and the cashier fell to the ground, blood dripping down his nostrils. Tequila stepped forward and kicked again, "How fucking vulnerable!" Before I could use my strength, this kid was finished! Who should I ask? The werewolf of Tequila looked around the bar, all the customers inside had run out, no one wanted to be choked by Tequila, his fierce appearance was really terrifying! The werewolf of Tequila walked out of the bar, kicked the door open and walked away.

Walking down the street, the surroundings became very strange, there was no familiar person, and there were beetle-like monsters flying in the sky, and Tequila began to wonder if he had arrived on an alien planet. Tequila walked aimlessly along the street, the scene in front of him became very hazy, and the sounds he heard were unfamiliar, it seemed that this was not his hometown, so where was it? I can't go home yet. Suddenly a strong burst of bioelectricity was generated in his brain, and his whole body moved involuntarily, his arms twisted and swayed, his feet slid back and forth on the ground, and suddenly he turned around, stopped in an instant, and then moved again. The rhythm of rock 'n' roll made his whole body boil, and the sound of thump, thump, thump kept echoing in his ears.

The werewolf of Tequila glides through the streets with light steps, forward, backward, and turning, and every movement is so standardized, so perfect. As he walked, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a large gold shop not far in front of him. He couldn't help the frenzy in his heart, his heart began to beat violently, and a strange thought skipped up and down in his mind, "Yes! Robbery! I love gold! Robbery, I'm going to rob the gold shop now, there is a lot of gold, and I can't spend it in a lifetime. I want possession, money, money, and I will soon be rich, and see who dares to look down on me! Thinking of this, the werewolf of Tequila rushed straight into the gold shop, and with one punch he smashed the glass of the gold shop, and with both hands he tore down the heavy door of the gold shop, and threw it into the street with a loud bang.

The employees in the gold shop were all frightened, all stunned by the crazy action in front of them, and stood there dumbfounded, numb and unresponsive. Suddenly, an employee screamed, "Run! He's here to rob, he just blew the door open with explosives, and he's hiding a deadly weapon! The employees screamed and scurried around, and two employees collided and fainted. The werewolf of Tequila smashed open the glass window, reached out and grabbed a large handful of gold necklaces and gold jewelry, and his eyes shot a greedy gaze in his hand, "Haha...... Haha...... I'm rich! I'm finally rich! Possession, possession, makes my blood boil, I love it! It's so exciting, it's so exciting! The werewolf of Tequila buried his head, smashed open the glass cabinets one after another, and took out a large handful of gold from the bush, which was so bright that the werewolf of Tequila's eyes could not be opened.

Tequila, who was busy, heard a little movement in the back room of the gold shop, he put down the gold in his hand, jumped into it in three steps and two steps, and he saw a man in a brown suit calling the police. Tekyu stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed him at the hem of his shirt, shouting loudly, "Say! What are you doing, are you calling the police, I warn you to be honest, don't blame me for being rude to you! The man in the suit hurriedly explained: "I...... It's the owner of this gold shop, I didn't call the police just now, it's true! How dare I deceive you! The werewolf of Tequila raised him above his head with one hand, and groped carefully on his body with the other hand, and quickly took out a communicator from his jacket pocket, pressed it to find it, and the phone number 911 he had just dialed immediately popped up on the display. Who are you fooling! Say! What does that mean! The Werewolf Tequila slammed the communicator to the ground, stomping it to pieces, and gave him a sturdy mouth as he spoke, "Fuck! Dare to betray Lao Tzu, I don't think you want to live anymore! "The werewolf of Tequila dragged him by the clothes and threw him at the window, which shattered into many pieces, and the owner of the gold shop was thrown into the street, and his waist straightened up without any movement.

Tequila continued to smash like crazy, everything that could be taken away, gold, antiques, rags, nothing was spared. He dug through a few cloth pockets at the cash register, put the gold in his pockets, and tied the pockets and carried them on his shoulders. Just as he was about to leave the gold shop, he found himself surrounded by police, with several flying machines parked in the street, and the policemen smiled contemptuously at him with batons in their hands. "Run, rat bumped into cat, you crazy thug, your end is coming! Put down the swag and it's all easy to say, or don't blame us for being rude to you! One of the police officers at the head shouted at him.

Tequila staggered out, carrying seven cloth bags on his shoulders, and stretched out his hand and waved it violently in the air: "Get out of the way!" Don't blame the uncle for being unkind to you! This is my gold, and none of you can touch it! Tequila walked out of the gold shop step by step, the officers exchanged glances with each other, and the policeman led by him shouted, and a noisy footstep surrounded Tequila in the middle. Yes...... Oh, ah...... Oh, the hands of the policemen holding the batons were shaking violently, their legs were shaking rhythmically, the encirclement was rapidly shrinking and spreading, and the batons were dancing in their hands, spinning up and down. Yes...... Oh, ah...... Oh, a mournful cry streaked through the air, "Give it all to me!" Flatten him for me! "The heroic Royal Police charged at the gangsters, batons waving, smashing into Tequera's eyes, nose, ears, neck, and buttocks. The Tequilla werewolf dangled through the crowd, carrying seven cloth bags on his shoulders and sharply outstretched its sharp claws to fight back. Undaunted, Tequila danced the space dance, (ah...... Oh, ah...... Oh...... Oh...... Blood was flowing, and in front of Tequila, the police fell and fell in pools of blood. The cops punched and kicked Tequila, a moment of madness, (oh...... Oh...... Click, click, the sound of bones breaking, like the beat of music, with a rough voice, and Tequila's bleak smile. Frequently shaking figures, falling down one after another, beating space dance steps, onbad...... onbad…… Knock, knock, onbad...... onbad…… onbad…… onbad…… Tread, knock.