The days when I was making trouble in American comics

Three poles in the sun.

I do not know how long it has been.

"It has nothing to do with Fengyue..."

The familiar cell phone ringtone rang from Xiawei 13proMax Leng Fenglan. Chen Shu opened his eyes. There was no one around him. He took the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Well, OK!"

After the other end of the phone finished speaking, Chen Shu replied casually, hung up the phone, put on his clothes and prepared to wash up and go out.

The call was from JPMorgan Chase Bank. Since the amount of Chen Shu's loan was quite large, they needed to confirm some issues with him in person.

After a while.

Chen Shu took Squirtle with him and drove to the entrance of Chase Bank.

On a hot day, there are long queues at the ATM in front of Chase Bank and at the counter inside, with anxious faces waiting here.

On the roadside, homeless people can be seen sitting on the ground everywhere, and a pool of black blood that has dried up has not been completely washed away.

The economic recession continues across the United States.

But Chen Shu didn't just wait outside. He made a call to his fund manager, who was already inside.

After a while, a beautiful female bank manager came out, grabbed Chen Shu's arm, and led him enthusiastically through the VIP channel and into the VIP customer's room.

"...Mr. Chen, thank you for your cooperation!"

After a long time, Chen Shu stood up and shook hands with her. He ignored the small gestures during the handshake and prepared to go to the company with the fund manager to summon the secret agent Sylvia to be his third female secretary.

Sudden.

The noise outside the VIP room became louder, and the alarm sounded at the same time.

"Squat down with your head in your hands and hand us over all your valuables. We only steal money and do no harm to anyone. Where is the bank manager here?"

The hot-tongued rap was spoken by a heavily armed robber wearing black stockings over his head, which was broadcast to the entire audience through a loudspeaker.

Five similarly dressed gangsters followed him.

"boom!"

Then, there was a gunshot and white smoke, and one of the robbers fired a shot at the ceiling. His eyes scanned the whole place, signaling everyone to be quiet.

When Chen Shu walked out of the VIP room, the scene in front of him was clear. Free America, gun battles every day.

It's time to come.

"Twice as happy gun?"

It was just the shape of the gun in the bandit's hand that looked familiar to Chen Shu. He raised his hands and squatted quietly in the corner, observing the situation. Even though it was said that "the son of a rich man cannot sit down in court", Chen Shu could borrow the card character. With his ability, he didn’t panic at all in this small scene.

"Impossible, where is the security guard?"

Walking out of the room, the manager of Meiyan Bank was a little frightened when he saw this, and said with a trembling body. You must know that the security force of their Chase Bank is not low. If robbers can come in, there is a high probability that they will take out the money first today. .

But after secretly calling the police, the bank manager still stood up hesitantly and said that she was the person in charge. Just like the process mentioned in the training, she had someone open the vault and let the robbers withdraw money.

This made Chen Shu, who was squatting in the corner, look sideways. He was somewhat proficient.

"Boss, can you wait a moment? I want to rob someone."

With the gun pointed at the bank manager, one of the robbers' throat squirmed and he turned around and said to the robber leader.

"Fake! Do you want to be caught by the police? We are robbing a bank, not playing house! Brother, hold on, as long as we have money, we will go to the Gold Club to spend money. Then we can order as many as we want."

After giving the wanted robber a hard slap on the back of the head, the leader of the robbers shouted harshly.

"You, watch and mobile phone." A small bag was handed to Chen Shu by another gangster. The fund manager next to him hurriedly handed over all the valuables on his body.

"What annoys me the most are you robbers. You have no technical skills at all."

Chen Shu's eyes narrowed and he spoke as a chill spread from his body to the air. He was going to use the Sacred Heart Technique to clear the area, and then use the memory erasure stick to deal with the memories of people who might find something strange.

"Are you looking for death? You said you won't hurt anyone, what else do you want?"

The bullet was loaded, and the gangster pressed his finger on the double-barreled short spray, obviously impatient.

"Ah Sneeze! Get out of the way. If you say you won't hurt anyone, you won't hurt anyone. So what do you mean it's technical?"

The robber leader sneezed, came over to stop his brother, looked at Chen Shu and said.

"If I were you, I would put a gun to their heads and ask them who can give me a job. The fishing rod is always more important than the fish. Do you understand?"

Chen Shu calmed down his coldness slightly and replied casually, "This robber is quite interesting. He doesn't want to become bigger and stronger, right?"

"Haha! Like you? This gentleman? You are a talent, but the things you said are only small things that happen, and this is Chase Bank. We will have more money than we can spend in a lifetime."

The robber smiled and said that he had already arranged everything clearly. According to the plan, this would be a flawless bank robbery.

"The premise is that you can get out alive."

Just now, Chen Shu had heard the sirens of police cars roaring from a distance.

"People inside, listen, you have been surrounded. Put down your guns and come out and surrender yourself, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Sure enough, a voice came from outside, accompanied by the sound of a helicopter circling overhead.

"Sir, please get up. You are very smart, so now I need your help."

Putting the gun to Chen Shu's head, the robber leader said calmly.

On the helicopter, the commander of the Due Diligence Limited Security Company in charge of this operation was describing the situation inside and what might happen to a middle-aged man in a straight suit, "...our suggestion is, don't wait for the police, just go directly Kill all the robbers."

"But they still have hostages in their hands!" the young man next to the middle-aged man exclaimed.

"Just shoot them dead. We will solve other problems. Hostages? How do you know it's not the robber's insider? This is a premeditated robbery targeting our bank. We must use thunderous means to scare others."

The middle-aged man waved his hand expressionlessly. If they used a sniper rifle, they wouldn't lose much money.

And inside.

"No one can put a gun to my head."

Chen Shu's eyes were like lightning, piercing the eyes of the robber leader.

"what?"

With a scream, the robber leader suddenly lost his life and fell limply.

boom!

Red and white things flew, bullets shot out of his head, and the body staggered and fell.

"? Shoot directly?"

What kind of traditional American performing arts? Chen Shu raised his eyebrows, and bullets flew through the air next to him, but this time it just covered up the real cause of death of the robber.

Ah ~

Witnessing this scene, screams and wails filled the air.

Then there was another burst of gunfire.

The police also arrived in time.

By this time, Chen Shu had already arrived in Miami through any door.