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Sweat trickled down Clapton's forehead, and the tension and surprise in his tone were hard to hide: "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"I'm helping you get the situation straight, officer." Feng Bujue replied slowly: "As far as I know, the current police force of Gotham is insufficient, and the casualties of his subordinates are unbearable consequences for you. At this moment, we are fully prepared, and it is impossible to enter this building without alarming us. So, if you insist on using a forceful strategy, you will have to pay a terrible price.

Also, I have to point out that the vault of this bank is imported, and the design is very interesting. Once the power is off, the air inside it will be instantly pumped away, and at the same time, the electronic lock on the door will randomly give a string of numbers at the moment of power failure. At that time, the password we set will also be invalid, and the vault can only be reopened by contacting the European head office that produces this gate, going through a series of complicated identification procedures, obtaining a special decryption program, and then decoding the random number.

It's a pity that the people inside can't wait that long. As long as you cut off the power, even if the power is restored immediately, it is useless, and the air will not flow back in. They will suffocate in a minute or so, after three minutes, the lack of oxygen will lead to irreversible brain damage, and after five minutes, it is time to think about how to explain their death to the media and their families.

Of course, you can pray for such a situation, for example...... Your people, or some superhero, are strong enough to force their way into and subdue us without cutting off the power when we're on guard.

Although I am personally skeptical about this situation, even if that happens, I have to regret to tell you that the situation will still not change.

The life and death of the hostages are still in our hands. In thirty minutes...... I'm sorry, but in twenty-five minutes, it is impossible to forcibly open this vault with external force, and without the password we provide, you can only watch the hostages suffocate. ”

"Okay, okay!" Clapton turned his head and shouted at the people next to him, "Stop the tactics team and stand by!" He sighed. Then he said into the receiver of the phone: "Okay, you heard it all, right?" Are you satisfied! ”

"Yes, I heard you very clearly." Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Very wise choice, Officer Clapton." He paused for a second and then continued, "So...... Please call me again in ten minutes. Then I will sue you for our request. With that, he hung up.

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The inside of the bank lobby is still very bright, although the row of glass doors at the entrance is blocked by roller blinds, but the lights on the ceiling are also on during the day, which has little effect.

Feng stood on the edge of the counter unconsciously, and he finished talking to Clapton. He put down the telephone receiver.

The submachine gun bandit had been raising his gun and pointing it at Feng Bujue beside him, of course he would not trust this inexplicable stranger in front of him so lightly, as long as Feng Bujue said half a sentence similar to a code on the phone, he would be killed immediately.

The other two bandits were a little further away. On the two wings of the lobby, gun-wielding surveillance of the dozens of hostages who had been gathered in the center of the lobby.

"Am I right? All it takes is a casual to stop their onslaught. Feng Bujue shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone.

"Okay. You've earned ten minutes of safe time, so what? You still haven't sued me. How do we get out? The submachine gun bandit asked, his tone relatively softened, no longer the most vicious tone.

"In the situation of hostage-taking and confrontation with the police, the first and most basic task of the kidnappers is to count the number of hostages." Feng Bujue replied, and before he could wait for the other party to respond, he continued: "According to my observation, the three of you have not done this so far, but fortunately, I have already counted it for you, except for the three of you and me, there are a total of twenty-nine people here." He stretched out a hand and gestured with his palm: "Can you remove the muzzle of the gun from me first?" ”

The bandit stared into Feng Bujue's eyes for a few seconds, as if demonstrating, before slowly removing the muzzle of the gun.

Feng Bujue slowly walked up to the bank manager (a bald middle-aged man with glasses) and poked the other party's back with his finger, "You are the manager here?" ”

"Yes...... Yes. The manager's answer was a little trembling, a few seconds ago, he maintained the posture of lying on the ground with his head in his hands, and he didn't dare to come out. When he heard Feng Bujue's footsteps approaching, he was already nervous. When Feng Buju's finger touched him, he was even more frightened.

"Don't be nervous, man." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder: "I just want to ask, where are the cash bags and the plastic locks used to seal them?" ”

"Oh...... At...... Coming in through the door behind the counter, there are a lot of ...... in the storeroom," the manager replied as he thought.

"Give me the keys and key card." Feng Bujue said again.

The bald manager was stunned for two seconds, then nodded and complied.

While talking to Sheriff Clapton on the other end of the phone just now, Brother Jue had already observed everyone in this lobby, and deduced a lot of information based on the various details and characteristics of these people. So, he knew exactly who the bank manager was, and he knew that the keys and key cards necessary to get in and out of the staff area were in this guy's pants pocket.

"What are you going to do?" The money bandit asked.

"Of course, it's better to control the situation." Feng Bujue replied, "Can I bother you to take those things out?" As he spoke, he handed the key and key card to the money bandit.

"When will it be Lee's turn to instruct me to ......," replied the bandit unhappily.

The submachine gun bandit interrupted: "Alright, do as he says." He added: "Even if he is asked to take it, you have to follow, don't you?" ”

The boss spoke, and the bandit was helpless, he glared at Feng Bujui, took the key, turned over the counter and walked towards the warehouse.

After the bandit left, the submachine gun bandit spoke again and said two words: "Now, what?" ”

Feng Bujue smiled, and suddenly a golden glow appeared in his hand, and a flashing poker flew towards the robber who was only a few meters away from him.

At this distance, Death Poker will not be inferior in accuracy, and in a flash of light, it will slit the throat of the target.

The submachine gun bandits did not understand until they died. The unarmed man in front of him didn't make any throwing movements, so why did a deadly weapon suddenly fly out of his hand.

"You!" The pistol bandits in the distance saw this scene, and their reaction was not slow, and they raised their guns and fired.

Ping Pong ...... Gunshots rang out. Feng Bujue didn't dodge or dodge, standing in place. He didn't activate the poker [shield] effect, but just raised his arms to protect his face.

The development of things was the same as Feng Bujue expected, and the other party's marksmanship was really bad. In a panic, he shot all the bullets in the pistol in one go, but only two shots hit. The two bullets were blocked by the sound wall of the [Echo Armor], and although they left a bloody hole in Feng Bujue's abdomen and thigh, the wound was not severe. The loss of survival is only 24%.

Feng Bujue silently counted the gunshots in his heart, and after the other party finished firing a shuttle of bullets, he calmly lowered his arm and took out his submachine gun [Miss Moxxi's Bad Temper] from his bag, he ignored the guy who had already used up the bullets, and took the lead in aiming at the door where the bandit had just entered, and he listened to the footsteps of the goods rushing back to make a prediction. The trigger was pulled at the right moment.

The phrase "how to get back to ......" was interrupted by the sound of gunshots, and the bandit who pretended to be money was shot in the face as soon as he stepped out of the door, killing him instantly.

"Put the gun down." Feng Bujue had killed two people in a row, but his expression was calm as usual. He said this to the remaining pistol bandits.

"Stop dreaming! You bastard! The pistol bandit roared back, and by this time he had taken refuge against the west wall of the lobby. A compartment for the ATM (the ATM is embedded in the wall, and the front of it is a space that resembles a telephone booth. One meter square, surrounded on three sides by patterned bulletproof glass, the glass door can be bolted from the inside), and the pistol began to be reloaded.

He didn't know where Feng Bujue had pulled out his weapon, and he didn't know what the boss had been killed. He only knew that the guy in front of him who killed people without blinking would definitely not care about the life or death of the hostages, so the gun in his hand was the last bargaining chip, and wouldn't it become a state of being slaughtered by others when he put it down?

"I'll count to ten, and if you don't come out and surrender, you won't have a chance." Feng Bujue shouted at him.

The hands of the pistol bandits were trembling, which affected the efficiency of the bullets, and he was afraid that the other party would rush immediately. Now that Feng Bujue told him to do so dozens of times, he felt a little more relieved and felt that he had earned some time.

"One, two, three, four...... Feng didn't realize that he counted one by one, and the time was very precise, and in the seven seconds he counted to seven, he did the following: put away the submachine gun, took out the [Endless Grenade Magazine] from his bag, took out a [Mark II Grenade (Product)] from the grenade magazine, put away the [Endless Grenade Magazine], opened the fuse of the grenade and raised one arm, aiming at the uncapped compartment six or seven meters away......

"Eight ......" Feng didn't realize that when he counted this number, he threw the grenade out.

The pistol bandit had already loaded his bullets at this time, gasped heavily, and said to himself: "Calm down, I can do it, that guy is already injured, as long as I rush out, move quickly......"

Knock, knock, pop, grunt......

This is the sound of a grenade being thrown from above the compartment, bouncing twice and then hitting the ground.

The pistol bandit looked at the grenade at his feet, which had been fused, and after a second of short-circuiting his brain, he uttered the last words of his life, a thousand words, summed up in four letters: "Fake." ”

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Bang! There was a loud bang.

Even through the closed iron door, the movement of the explosion was still difficult to hide.

"What's going on inside? First there were gunshots, and now something exploded again, is this a terrorist attack? Clapton couldn't wait any longer, there were still four minutes left before the agreed time, but he picked up the phone and gestured to his colleagues in the surveillance car.

Toot-toot-toot-toot-

"The hostages are fine." Feng Bujue picked up the phone and said directly, "But the time hasn't come yet, officer, I hate people who don't have a sense of time, so you have to wait another ten minutes and start recalculating from this moment." He didn't give the other party room to interject at all: "If you call in early, a few minutes earlier, I'll kill a few hostages." With that, he hung up rudely.

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In the lobby of the bank, the hostages still did not get up from the ground, because after killing the three bandits, Feng Bujing seized two guns from the submachine gun bandits. The hijacking continued......

"Ladies and gentlemen." Feng Bujue said as he dragged his lame leg and came to the back of the counter, and put away the gun containing the money bandit, "From now on, it's up to me to decide here." As long as you cooperate with my actions, no one will be hurt.

If a qiē shun lì, a few hours later. You'll sit at the table and share dinner with your family. If you're lucky, the married men here will be able to reunite with their long-awaited sex life tonight. His tone seemed to be joking with a group of acquaintances, and there was no hint of intimidation. But if anyone refuses to cooperate with me, or even tries to get in my way......" he pushed an office chair on wheels to the outside of the counter, sat down, and said with a gun in hand, "I will shoot at all living creatures in sight until I run out of ammunition." He paused for a few seconds, scanning the expressions on the hostages' faces. Again: "Got it?" ”

The hostages never expected that three stupid thieves had just died, and an anti-human madman would emerge. No one dared to meet his gaze, and no one dared to answer the question head-on. Some of the hostages were already weeping and chanting God bless.

"OK, now, the lady in the beige coat, yes. It's you. Feng Bujue said: "Please raise your head, okay?" ”

It was a blonde woman in her thirties, with an ordinary figure and appearance. The makeup on his face has been cried. There was also some vomit on the clothes on his chest. After she heard this, she raised her head to look at Feng Bujue, and replied with a frightened face: "Please...... Please don't hurt me......"

"Don't worry, ma'am, I don't want to hurt anyone." Feng Buyi said: "I noticed that on the ground on your left, there is a brown handbag, I think it is your thing, right?" ”

The woman glanced at the bag and replied, "Yes...... Yes...... What you want you can take...... It's just that...... Don't hurt me. ”

"I'd like to ask, ma'am, did you bring a makeup bag today?"

"What?" She was instinctively stunned when she heard this, but she was afraid that her slow answer would anger Feng Bujue, so she immediately continued: "Yes...... Bring. ”

"Do you have eyebrow tweezers in your makeup bag?"

"Yes...... Yes. ”

"Now, then, please go over now, open that bag, find your makeup bag again, take the tweezers out of it, and give it to me." Feng Bujue paused for a moment and added: "Don't worry, no one is urging you, I don't want you to mess things up because of panic." ”

The woman quickly got the tweezers and handed them to Feng Bujue with trepidation.

Feng Bujue took the thing, smiled and said, "Thank you, please go back to the place where you are, let me see your hand." ”

After she lay back, Feng Bujue turned his head to find the bald manager again, and said, "Mr. Manager, please come over too." ”

The bank manager looked left and right, but no one reacted, it seemed that it was him, so he had to stand up and walk over.

"Thirty cash bags and sixty plastic locks, please go and get them for me." Feng Bujue said, and pointed to the corpse of the bandit who pretended to be money; "The keys and the door are stuck on him, I don't think he minds if you take them back." He made a gesture of please, tilting his head; "Go ahead."

The body of the bandit with money was lying upside down under the door frame behind the counter, and it was a good walk to get there. The bank manager plucked up his courage, picked out the keys and key cards from the honeycomb with his head beaten, and walked to the warehouse.

"Oh, yes." Feng Bujue reminded in a loud voice: "Don't let me wait too long, otherwise...... You know. ”

"Yes...... Got it. The bank manager answered, and trotted to get his things.

"Hey, the gentleman in the suit, yes, that's you, please give me your lighter, thank you." Feng Bujue said to another hostage. Just from the nail of his right hand, he could tell that the man was a smoker. In fact, according to Guò, he has obtained all kinds of information from these twenty-nine people, such as occupation, marital status, living habits, hobbies, and so on......

Feng Bujue put the gun within reach, used a lighter to bake the tweezers a little, opened the wound and took the bullet, and without changing his face, he took out the shrapnel and some of his own minced meat......

The hostages who raised their eyes and peeked at him were all stunned, how did they know that the player's pain had been weakened, and they all exclaimed in their hearts: This is really a man......

Feng Bujue quickly took the two bullets, and did not bandage them, and the [Bleeding] effect in the status bar stopped on its own. He glanced at the survival value, there was still 68%, and there was no need to rush to reply for the time being.

At this time, the bank manager also came back with a pile of cash bags and plastic locks. He placed them on the ground in front of him and asked, "Is there anything else you command?" Mr? ”

Feng Bujue gestured with his eyes to the location of the other hostages: "Use the lock, tie their hands behind their backs, tie their feet together, and then put the cash bag on their heads." ”

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Another ten minutes passed, this time a full ten minutes. Once the police technicians were all ready, Clapton picked up the phone and dialed the number in the bank lobby.

There were four rings, and Feng Bujue picked up: "You're very punctual this time, officer." ”

"How's the hostage in the vault? Are they still alive? Clapton asked, "What do you really want?" You can't escape, you know? Listen...... I know it wasn't you who killed the hostages, man, you're a smart man, and if you persuade your accomplices to come out and surrender with you, I can intercede with the judge on your behalf. When he said the second half of the sentence, he deliberately kept his voice low, as if the deal really had a score.

"Huh...... Sounds like a tempting condition, but ...... Between a prison sentence and impunity, I find the latter to be clearly more tempting. Anyway, I have the password to the vault and the hostages are freed...... Or...... You can't shoot me before you die, can you? Haha......" He smirked, this improvised lie was indeed a good talisman.

At the same time, the closed bank door was reopened.

As the roller shutter slowly rises, the sight that appears to the police is...... (To be continued)