Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

District Ds, where the west and north meet the blocks.

Not long after a black car stopped on the west street, five motorcycles rushed out of the north block with a roar and stopped at the intersection.

There is a stereo with music on the motorcycle, and the fast-paced music is very exciting.

There are men and women, wearing loose-fitting trousers, chain pendants, and more or less tattoos on their bodies.

The bald man in the lead had tattoos all over his head and arms. After getting off his motorcycle, he stepped forward and said, "Hey! Guys, we finally found the right place. We shouldn't have come in from the main street last time. Those brainless guys always like to disturb the guests who come to my place, and I have to help them clean up the pile of dead meat they left behind, not to mention the trouble! Well, come on, talk about our big business !"

Chi Feichi reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, hissing, "Silverwa."

Although he knew that during this period, motorcycles with audio were considered a trend, but from the perspective of later generations, he was a bit unable to look directly.

But it does have the feeling of playing GTA5 games. Hearing the rhythm of Wayne Walkley's speech, it feels more like it, making him want to take a gun and swipe at these people for a try.

Yanan Takatori was about to lower the car window to negotiate with the other party when he was interrupted by Flante.

"Silverwa, please give me this opportunity~" Flante laughed.

Yingtou Yan Nan looked at Chi Feichi, saw Chi Feichi nodded slightly, spread his hands and said, "Please."

Front lowered the rear window and peered out.

A man standing next to the motorcycle whistled and was slapped by Wayne Walkley.

"Be polite to our good friend!"

Wayne Walkley cursed, turned his head to look at the car window, and found that the gun in the hand of the beautiful blond woman was already pointed at the man whistling, and she couldn't help sweating.

"Wayne, that's smart, we like to work with smart people," Florent smiled brightly and put the gun down, "Connell, if you whistle at me again, my muzzle will be happy Whistle!"

Chi Feichi watched the play quietly.

Right now, Fran is completely broken...

Wayne is Flante's enemy and needs to be dealt with, but before it is dealt with, it can be used.

For example, let these people rob a bank, it doesn’t matter if they fail, just treat the investment as a failure, and if they succeed, they can get a large amount of money.

"I'm joking," the whistling man shrugged, turned his head and whispered to his companion, "How could she know my name, and the bottom of her pants was turned upside down under investigation..."

"Introduce myself, you can call me Flante, a friend recommended them to us, and she said they are the most worry-free helpers in this area," Flante said his real name with a smile, but his tone was like Saying a stranger, "Isiah Morrison, remember her?"

A group of people turned their heads and looked at each other, as if they were not impressed by such a name.

Wayne Walkley touched his bald head, as if trying to find such a person from memory, it seems that he is still a woman...

"It's normal that we don't remember," Flante laughed again, "just a trivial person."

"Okay," Wayne Walkley spread his hands, "thank her anyway!"

"We really should thank her, otherwise we won't find you, but someone else," Flante said.

"Isn't it time to talk about our cooperation?" Wayne Walkley saw that the other three didn't get out of the car, and felt a little embarrassed by the other's car, so he went back to the motorcycle, jumped on it and sat on the motorcycle, "I'm both Some can't wait."

"Intelligence, cars, guns, and decipherers are all ready," Chi Feichi answered in a hoarse voice, his tone still calm and indifferent, "When we move, our people will cooperate with us to cut off the surveillance, I want to confirm We need enough manpower and a skilled driver."

"Eleven people..." Wayne Walkley looked at the hands left and right, "enough man, now just see if there are enough guns in your hands!"

"On Halloween two days later, the bank's employees will have a holiday. There are at most two guards and one duty officer. Of course, there are enough weapons and strong closed doors and windows." Coated his hands, and quietly put on gloves on his left hand, took the car key handed by Chi Feichi, and handed out the car window, "The code door decryptor, guns and other things are in the car, the car In the house yard behind the gas station outside Ds."

Wayne Walkley took the keys.

Flante didn't pause, and continued, "We have to arrive around 7:00 pm, then contact us, we will cut off the surveillance for us, and when we get the news that the surveillance has been cut off, we can directly break in and use the number of people to control people. Stay, when we contact us, we will reconfirm the security situation inside, no need to kill people, control the female staff who stayed there that day, that woman is the daughter of the head of the bank, with her in hand, other guards dare not If they move, it’s time to move the money, if they press the alarm, they will contact us, we will provide a route to get rid of the police, and finally meet here, each take their own money and leave.”

Wayne Walkley nodded, "Ok! Happy working together!"

"Happy cooperation!" Flante smiled and raised the window.

The black car turned around and drove out of the block.

In the rear, a group of people are still sitting or standing in front of the motorcycle.

"Everything is true, how much money is there in the Bank of Art Street in TJ?" A stocky woman held her head and looked up at the sky, "God, I'm going crazy, I need something Let me calm down!"

"Tina, it looks like you don't have to bring it on when the time comes," another man teased, with an undisguised look of excitement, "to avoid going completely crazy!"

"Wayne, that's great!" A man in a white T-shirt marveled and said regretfully, "It's a pity that those people are 70%, and we only have 30%, so it's much less!"

Wayne Walkley glanced at the man, "What's on your mind? Those people have investigated us thoroughly, we haven't noticed it at all, do you think they are ordinary people? If we dare to leave them, there will be absolutely nothing. Good end! Conversely, with such a boss, will there be less money in the future?"

"But Wayne, don't you think we'll have nothing?" A man with a beard spread his hands, "For such a dangerous action, we might lose our manpower, and such a big thing is more than a **** thing. The police, the FBI will definitely be involved in the investigation, how many times do you think we can do it?"

"Yeah, Wayne," the stocky woman couldn't help but said, "this is enough money for each of us to share a large sum of money! When we get the money, we will leave the United States immediately, and we can spend anywhere we want. For a lifetime!"

"Even if we don't think it's enough, with that money, we can hire others to work for us! Make more money! Why follow them and take risks on our own?"

"If the code breaker stuff works well, don't have to give them back! We can do another big vote in another place!"

Wayne Walkley was silent, somewhat persuaded.

...

"Wayne is probably the smartest of the bunch..."

In the car leaving the block, Flante analyzed, "But he is very greedy, and the temptation to take the 70% is just as great. Others will persuade him to do so."

"With so much cash, they can't transfer it for a while. The best way is probably to find another truck and drop the package in the middle, or put the money on another truck when loading the truck, and they take a ride. Another truck left, and only one or two people drove the truck we provided to attract attention," Chi Feichi lit a cigarette with his cigarette lighter and hissed, "I'm worried that they won't think of this."

Weapons must be provided to Wayne's group, but they can't be allowed to form a force to fight back against them, and they have to find a way to get the money...

If Wayne could transfer the money in advance, it would be much easier to spread the people out, detonate the bomb when it was time to detonate the pre-loaded bomb, and steal the cash when it was time to rob.

However, he felt that the brains of that group of people were almost corroded by contraband, and he was really worried that he was thinking the other side too shrewdly like before.

The corner of Ying Tou Yan Nan's mouth twitched slightly, he felt that his boss despised the other's IQ too much.

Not so much, right?

Front thought for a moment. "Other people don't think about transferring money, they just think about driving."

Eagle Tori Yan Nan: "..."

Such a simple way, can't think of it?

"Wayne can probably figure it out," Florent said uncertainly, "and, even if they prepare another van, I'm not sure if they will evacuate with that one, or stay in the one we provide, even though the use of It is right that a small number of people get attention and others follow the money, but they may also arrange for a small number of people to follow the money.”

"What are they doing in the truck we provided?" Yanan Takato said he couldn't understand, "Since another vehicle was prepared to steal the money, it would be better to let more people and earlier evacuate? There are many people who move with the money. , and it is convenient for them to unload and transfer money somewhere.”

"They don't necessarily think that much," Flante said helplessly. "Frankly, other than Wayne, they don't think much at all. They are used to solving problems with fists and weapons. Believe it or not, if we don't provide some day Action, when to arrive, when to contact these situations, they got the gun, and they dared to rush over to fight with the guards tonight, how much can they grab?"

Yanan Yingtou has nothing to say~www.NovelMTL.com~ During this period of time, I feel that I have been suppressed by the boss's IQ, and suddenly I meet a group of people who don't like to use their brains...Cough, I still have no sense of accomplishment, it's too much to compare with such people portion.

"They are used to and believe that wealth is obtained by violence and bravery since they were young, and even think that people who make money with their own minds are fools. As long as they have enough weapons, they can still steal money from fools, and gradually ignore the mind. Use," Chi Feichi explained, and asked again, "Frante, what are the chances of them killing each other?"

It is impossible to grasp the direction of the opponent's actions, and this kind of action is the most difficult to arrange.

Flante thought for a moment, "With Wayne around, they will never fight. Wayne knows how to distribute the harvest reasonably, and others are convinced of him, but if Wayne dies, others will definitely mess up."

"Send them another truck." Chi Feichi said.

However, this van cannot be delivered to the door openly.

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