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Chapter 8 - The chaos in Bank!

Everything is going smoothly without any rush.

Eagle and his men all set their sights on the two bank tellers who were taking money at the counter.

Greedy desires can be seen through at a glance.

At this moment, the man sitting at the information desk in the bank lobby suddenly moved.

From the name tag hanging on his chest, we can know that the man's name is Lan.

He is a security guard of the bank.

At this moment, Lan was staring at the Eagle, with sweat all over his forehead.

His body was shaking slightly, and his hands were blocked by the cabinet at the information desk.

At first glance, you can tell that he seems to be holding something.

He was very nervous, which could be seen from the fact that he was biting his lips which were turning pale.

He observed everyone carefully.

His body moved slowly, and every movement showed how cautious he was.

Sudden!—

Lan felt someone's eyes were on him.

He rolled his eyes slightly, and the moment he met that gaze, he stopped the little movements of his hands and trembled all over.

It was a face wearing a mask.

Seems to be in cahoots with the bank robbers.

But he seems different from those people.

While everyone else was staring at the money, his eyes were on himself.

Really?

Did he discover himself?

A chill ran down Lan's spine and up to the top of his head.

When did he see himself moving?

Am I doomed to die?

Fear filled Lan's body.

He opened his mouth slightly, looking at the masked face in shock, his eyes revealing a dead silence and despair.

Just then, the masked man suddenly moved.

Took a step forward.

It's over!

Lan thought to himself.

He clenched the Machine gun in his right hand.

At this moment, there was a hint of cruelty in his desperate eyes.

The worst that can happen... is that both sides will be destroyed!

Lan thought to himself, with more and more murderous intent in his eyes.

However...

Lan discovered that the masked man did not expose him, but instead walked in the opposite direction from him.

"Hey! What are you going to do?"Eagle, who was staring at the bank teller taking money, saw the subordinate standing next to him suddenly walk towards the bank counter and shouted hurriedly.

If it was someone else, he would have forgotten about it.

But this person was the subordinate who had just suggested that he rob some more money.

The Eagle would naturally call him.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on John except Lan.

"I was thinking, maybe they need help," John said calmly under the mask.

As he spoke, he moved away from the Eagle, his eyes consciously or unconsciously watching Lan, who had raised his shotgun and was aiming it at the Eagle.

"You think I don't know what you're thinking..."

BANG—

The sound of gunfire rang in their ears.

Before Eagle could finish his words, he was hit in the left arm.

"Go to hell! You guys!" Lan shouts rang out in the bank.

This moment of explosion after being suppressed to the extreme by death drove Lan close to madness.

He began to fire his machine gun indiscriminately in all directions.

The bank fell into chaos because of Lan's sudden riot.

The bank security guards pulled out their guns and engaged in a gun battle with the robbers on the scene.

Seeing this, Eagle covered his left hand and quickly hid behind a table.

However, at this time, he discovered that there was someone hiding behind the table — and it was John wearing a mask.

"Why the hell are you hiding here? Why don't you go and help?!" Eagle said anxiously.

Because John was wearing a mask, Eagle thought John was his subordinate.

"Of course," John said, leaning forward and taking a look at the situation.

He raised his gun and shot one of the masked men.

The man fell to the ground upon getting shot in his head.

Then, John stood up and dodged the bullets as he walked.

He had to ensure that the number of armed bank security guards and Eagle's men on site was about the same.

Otherwise, if there are too many people left on Eagle's side, it would be a troublesome thing for him.

With this purpose in mind, John hid while secretly observing the situation at the scene.

Then he would sneakily fire a few shots at Eagle's men.

He doesn't care whether this is done right or not, or whether it is moral or not.

As long as you can achieve your goal, what method is not a method?!

After a burst of intense gunfire, silence returned to the bank.

John looked at the bodies lying on the ground in all directions, and he did not feel any discomfort.

The situation is well under control.

The troops on both sides were almost wiped out.

Only Lan, who was hit in the abdomen by a gun, fell to the ground in pain. Judging from his occasional trembling body, he might still be hanging on to his last breath.

There were only three people left to deal with.

"What happened?! Is anyone still alive?" The Eagle voice brought John back to his senses.

It seemed that the gunfire outside had stopped and everything was quiet.

The Eagle hiding under the table began to shout loudly.

John didn't say anything and didn't answer.

He just held the gun and walked toward Eagle step by step.

"Fuck!" When no one answered, Eagle, who was about to stick his head out to check the situation outside, was startled by the sudden appearance of John.

He cursed in a low voice, and then shouted at John: "Fuck you! How are you walking without making any sound?!"

John looked at the Eagle, and the corners of his mouth under the mask slowly opened up.

The more he smiled, the bigger it got.

In the end, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ha ha ha ha—

Crazy laughter rang out inside the bank.

Eagle looked at the masked John with a puzzled look on his face and said, "What the hell are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

BANG—

As the gunshot rang out, the crazy laughter stopped abruptly.

John looked at Eagle's head, which was blown apart by the gun, with no expression on his face.

He turned around indifferently and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped again, turned around, and fired three shots at Eagle's head.

Like he was venting something.

After venting his anger, he walked toward the bank counter without looking back.

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