"You!spirit stone!" the masked man placed the black bag in front of me.

"I... No. "I cried with a sad face.

"Hurry up!"

"I really don't. ”

"Boy, you're trying to play tricks!" the masked man pulled out his gun and pointed it at my head.

"Big brother, I really don't, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm not a monk!"

Now, if I want to save my life, I have to give a reasonable explanation, and I can't think of a better way to say it in such a short time, so I can only tell the truth.

"He's my buddy, he's an ordinary person, and I'm bringing him here today for a long time. Boss Hu added at this time.

"I didn't ask you, and if I talk again, I'll collapse you!" the masked man yelled at Boss Hu.

At this time, the masked man next to me stepped forward, swept at me with an instrument, and then said, "This guy is really an ordinary person." ”

"You, get out of here!"

I knew that it was best for an obedient baby to be at this time, so I changed positions and squatted with my head in my hands.

This location is close to the gate, and the big brother who led the robbery is standing next to me.

He was wearing a mask and his eyes were fierce, and I felt as if he had something to say, but he didn't say it, and I didn't dare ask.

My eldest brother carefully swept me from beginning to end with his eyes, and then had someone search my whole body. So cautious and cautious, I thought he was worried that I was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

I really want to say to him: don't worry, I'm really a pig, absolutely not pretending.

When the search was over, my eldest brother left me aside, leaving one of his men to stare at me alone, while urging the others to hurry up.

At this time, I very much hope that they will snatch people away and leave quickly, and I will be safe when I leave, and I can be regarded as safe.

Who knows, the alarm suddenly sounded outside!

When the masked men heard the voice, they immediately closed their ranks and prepared to run away.

However, the raid was faster than their movements, and the two bandits who had just exited the gate were cut off by the flying swords before they could jump into the floating car.

Immediately afterwards, a squad of gun-wielding SWAT officers began to assault, and they approached quickly in an attack formation.

The masked robbers, of course, were not vegetarians, and they fought back as soon as possible.

For a while, submachine guns, laser cannons, energy shields, rockets, and all kinds of weapons rushed to fire, explosions came and went, and everyone in the hall was looking for a place to hide.

I was already crouching in the doorway, and I could clearly see the exchange of fire between the two sides.

The attackers clearly don't care about my life, or rather, they don't care about the lives of everyone here.

At this point, I would be a fool if I didn't run, but I had to think about where I was going.

Running out is the most profitable, but the risk is the greatest, and it will definitely be safe to run out, but in the process of running, it is likely to become a live target for both sides of the firefight, and this path cannot be chosen.

However, it is not safe to stay in the hall, and these robbers, although they are trying very hard to break through, do not seem to be in a good situation.

If they fail to break through, they will have to retreat to the hall and then take hundreds of hostages, which will give them a bargaining chip.

Will being a hostage end well? Of course not, especially since I have just seen with my own eyes how desperate the attack from outside is.

Of course, this is just my momentary thought, and things will not go my way.

"Put smoke grenades, concentrate your fire, and kill the one with the flying sword. The eldest brother began to give orders, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed: "The spirit stones are all gathered here, let him carry them!"

The "he" that the eldest brother said was me.

Have I poured blood mold for eight lifetimes? Why do you want me to carry the spirit stone, can't you carry it?

In addition, as a professional robber, don't you prepare a storage bag in advance and put the snatched spirit stones inside, so that it will be easier to escape?

Forget that, they look like normal people like me, and they can't use storage bags.

But that's not a reason for me to carry the spirit stone? Each of you will share a little, so that you don't have to carry it, and you can share the spoils in advance, and everyone will have more motivation to escape, how good?

No one paid attention to my inner one-man show, and a few masked robbers quickly tied up the spirit stone bags, put them together into a whole, and hung them on me.

After that, they took up arms and joined the battle for the breakout.

And I, a heavy spirit stone bag, a heavy heart.

Some people used to say that he couldn't lift 50 catties of bottled water, but when he exchanged it for 200 catties of gold nuggets, he could walk as fast as he flew.

At this time, the total value of the spirit stones on my body is more than two hundred catties of gold, and I am more vigorous than flying, no way, they are all forced...

The masked brother is both a ruthless man and a master, and under his command, the robbers finally rushed into the floating car, although they suffered heavy casualties.

Of course, I was also taken into the car, and I wanted to cry without tears.

There were three floating cars of the robbers, and I sat in the first one with the masked brother.

The driver drove fast, and the float flew out of the street like a fighter jet and then swooped down from the floating island.

On this stretch of the road, two other cars were blown up in the air.

The people in the car turned into a ball of fire, and the shattered parts scattered in all directions.

This scene made my heart feel like ashes, I thought I was finished, and there was no help now.

There were not only SWAT fighters, but also two monks flying in the sky.

Our driver is very skilled, at first glance it is an old driver, under his driving, dodging left and right, and dodging all kinds of attacks again and again.

But I know that this is to raise the soup to stop the boiling, and the operation is as fierce as a tiger for a while, and then it still turns into soil.

The SWAT officers and monks who chased after them were not vegetarians, so didn't they have tracking weapons?

Alas, what's the use of thinking about this? Even if I get lucky enough to avoid the pursuit, I don't have to live, as a person who was forced to carry the spirit stone bag, I myself am a temporary tool, the role is to free the hands of those buddies, so that they can fight better. After all, as the only witness along the way, no matter how much I see or remember, I am a witness to the killing.

Early death and late death are deaths, and I also figured it out, no matter what happens next, I must have a little backbone, it hurts to hang up like this, and I must not nest again.

As I expected, a trackable attack came.

It was a flying sword that emitted a dazzling white light, and it was not only fast, but it could also change direction in the air.

I visually saw that in less than five seconds it would be flying over and cutting our floating car in half.

At this time, the operation of the masked brother once again turned the tide.

I saw him quickly disassemble the mana disruptor, take out a square black object from it, and then he vigorously threw it behind the car, raised the energy gun, and exploded it in the air.

The black locket exploded into a large white plume of smoke, and the flying sword was contaminated with smoke and fell from the air staggeringly.

Not only that, but the two monks flying in the air also seemed to be afraid of encountering this kind of smoke, and they cast spells to dodge.

As a result, there was confusion in the pursuing team, which gave the old driver of the robber a chance to make a turn and disappear into the city's three-dimensional transportation network in a blink of an eye.

I thought I was going to be sliced in the air, but I didn't expect to escape like this.

Well, it looks like I'm going to die at the hands of the robbers in the end.

While I was thinking about it, the media across the city exploded.

"Good evening audience friends, this is the evening news, at 10:35 tonight, a group of masked bandits robbed the Sanxian Pavilion Commercial Bank, which has killed several people, injured more than 10 people, and killed many gangsters at the scene, the police and the righteous are chasing the remaining fugitives, the following is the scene of the surveillance shot..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, a big incident has just happened, the Sanxian Pavilion Commercial Bank has been robbed! This scene, the big guy must have never seen it, I risked my life to broadcast it to everyone, if you support me, please brush a rocket, and I will take a step forward with a rocket! Lao Tie, 666! You see, this gang of robbers is well-equipped and unified in action, and at first glance they are well-trained bandits! It's the guy who carries the spirit stone bag is a little strange, he doesn't mask his face and doesn't hold weapons, he is the boss?! ...”

Fortunately, I can't see this overwhelming news information, otherwise I would have vomited blood and died.

The reason is that these unscrupulous media, just for the sake of popularity, ignore the truth, and fabricate false rumors and nonsense, have already made me a heinous bandit leader.

After only five minutes, the story of me peeking at a neighbor's shower at the age of 10, attempting to QJ at the age of 18, deliberately hurting someone at the age of 20, joining a private mercenary after being released from prison, and finally single-handedly plotting this big robbery.