Roger's trip was clearly aimed at robbing the bank vault.
"This is absolutely insane..."
Wang Yueheng frowned as he stared at the red dots moving rapidly around the scene on the radar map.
The more insane the other person is, the more difficult it will be for you to influence them.
Especially given the extent of the turmoil and unrest that has ensued.
Even if they wanted to back down voluntarily, it would probably be very difficult.
At least one violent act like robbing a bank is something Roger couldn't have handled alone.
...
At the same time.
London, Dorchester neighborhood, Barclays headquarters.
A power supply room on the platform of the bank building.
A man wearing a clown mask is using tools to try to disable the alarm and lockdown system of the entire bank building.
Another robber, also wearing a clown mask and acting as lookout, stood behind him and impatiently asked, "Are you done yet?"
"Alright, all done!"
"Now, the bank's security system is just for show for us; even a fool could get in."
The masked clown responsible for disrupting the circuit alarm system stood up, clapped his hands, and said...
"That would be wonderful, thank you for your help."
"Bang--"
After saying that, the clown, who was in charge of keeping watch, raised his hand and shot the other man in the heart from behind.
"Plop"
The "electrician" clown who was hit lay motionless on the ground.
"Sorry, one less person means one less person to share the money. Compared to my partners, I prefer the taste of money."
The robber then picked up the pistol his accomplice had left on the ground, smashed the glass, and jumped into the bank lobby.
"Rat-a-tat-tat~"
"Hands up, everyone!"
"The money belongs to the boss, but your lives belong to you. Everyone, put your hands on your heads and squat on the ground!"
At the same time, two other robbers wearing clown masks also rushed into the bank.
He raised his submachine gun and fired a burst at the ceiling, shouting loudly.
"ah--"
"Don't kill me, you can have all the money!"
"God, please, I have two children at home..."
"This is the bank vault key. I can take you to withdraw the money..."
Faced with the robbers' heavy firepower, customers and tellers inside Barclays Bank were thrown into chaos.
Many of them hadn't experienced a bank robbery in over a decade or even several decades.
And this happened in the heart of the British capital, in broad daylight, with armed robberies targeting banks!
Everyone was so frightened that they crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands, or huddled in the corner of the counter, trembling and afraid to move.
The bank manager was so frightened that he took the initiative to lead the robbers to the vault to retrieve the money.
"Bang~"
Just as the two robbers ran out of the vault carrying sacks full of cash and gold bars, guns at their hands.
A yellow school bus suddenly crashed through the bank's main entrance and into the lobby.
The sturdy front of the school bus crashed through the bank's gate without sustaining any damage.
"Oh my god—"
"Help!"
The loud crash and the sound of the bank's glass doors shattering startled the hostages crouching on the floor in the lobby, who screamed in panic once again.
Then, the driver, who was wearing a clown mask, jumped out.
They opened the rear door of the carriage and gestured for the two robbers to put the sacks of stolen banknotes and cash inside.
"Six minutes and forty seconds, you are a full minute slower than the planned operation time!"
"Every minute you delay, our journey out of the city will be delayed by half an hour!"
"If your boss finds out, he'll deduct at least half of your share."
The school bus driver, a clown, glanced at his watch and grumbled at the other two clown robbers.
"Stop talking nonsense and drive away! The police have surrounded us!"
"Bang bang—"
As he spoke, one of the robbers raised his pistol.
Without saying a word, he fired two shots at another accomplice who had just finished moving sacks.
"Now that there are two fewer people sharing the profits, the boss doesn't have to deduct any more commission."
The robber, wearing a clown mask, pointed at the driver in front of him, his gun still smoking, and said mockingly.
Even the mask couldn't hide his greedy smile and eyes.
After saying that, he jumped onto the carriage and signaled to the driver to hurry up and start the car.
"Bang--"
But then another shot rang out.
A red bloodstain suddenly appeared on the forehead of the clown-masked robber who had just jumped into the car.
"Thump~"
As he was about to close the door, his body swayed, and he fell directly from the train carriage onto the bank floor.
"I have an important appointment at five o'clock this afternoon."
"I hate it when people disrupt my plans."
The driver, Joker, who had raised his hand to fire the gun, said this while removing the mask from his face.
His face was adorned with heavy clown makeup, his scarlet lips particularly striking.
It was Roger himself.
Let's finish this job.
He then prepared to go to the Madame Tussauds wax museum near the Chinese embassy to plan the next round of terrorist retaliation.
Then he met his idol, Wang Yueheng, there.
But those two idiots almost ruined their plans.
This is a scene of robbers killing each other.
It stunned everyone in the bank lobby.
The bank manager, who had just led two robbers to withdraw money, seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
He tried to persuade him, saying, "Sir, believe me, they will treat you the same way when you go back!"
"All the stolen money hasn't been taken away yet. As long as you're willing to stay and turn yourself in, the police will definitely give you a chance to repent!"
You must believe in justice!
The tall, thin bank manager looked nervously in Roger the Joker's direction, observing his reaction.
"Yes, let's give up resisting, there are police everywhere outside!"
"Your boss will definitely kill you and take it all for himself."
"You can choose to turn yourself in and say you were coerced. The London Police Department will believe you!"...
Several other bolder bank customers also mustered up the courage to persuade him.
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Rogerm, who was about to get into the car and leave, suddenly turned gloomy again.
He turned around and went to the bank manager.
"You want me to trust the police?"
"Do you think they are the embodiment of justice?"
Hahahaha!
Dressed as a clown, Rogerm suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, as if he had heard a funny joke.
Immediately afterward, he abruptly stopped laughing, pulled out a hand grenade, and shoved it into the bank manager's mouth.
"Waaah~"
The bank manager, with a grenade stuffed in his mouth, stared wide-eyed in terror, unable to utter a single word.
Realizing that his words of persuasion had angered the robber, he was filled with remorse.
Those who had just been trying to persuade him immediately lowered their heads and dared not utter another word.
Why are you so serious?
"Let me put a smile on that face~"
After saying these two sentences.
Rogerm turned around and walked toward the driver's seat of the bus, pulling on a long wire.
All the hostages in the bank lobby stared wide-eyed in terror at the grenade stuffed into the manager's mouth.
"Boom!"
Just after Rogerm drove the school bus into the street, another explosion came from the bank behind him.
I noticed a large school bus approaching.
The police officers who surrounded the scene quickly guided the school bus to a safe direction.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Hahahaha!
He drove the school bus at high speed through the streets.
After passing through the police encirclement, Roger's maniacal laughter once again came from inside the carriage.
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