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A chaotic "farce" is being staged at a large new bank.

Three robbers wearing various clown masks stormed the bank with machine guns raised. They appeared suddenly and acted more aggressively. They drove the bus to the gate of the bank, jumped off and killed wantonly. Many bank security guards were killed immediately, along with many citizens sitting in the bank. These three clowns had precise and brutal marksmanship, and they cooperated very well. The sudden attack made the armed forces of a bank unable to resist.

"Get down and don't move! Get down for me!"

"Miss, do you want to play together? Bang! Bastard, I told you not to move!"

Three clowns cleanse a bank head-on.

"Three people on the front, two people on the roof, our money has to be divided into five parts." The man wearing a hideous clown mask gestured his fingers and said to his two partners.

"It's Liufen. Don't forget the planner of the operation, that clown." The cruel clown shot and killed the security guard and took a hostage.

"He thinks he can sit back and enjoy it? It's ridiculous! We stole the money, so why does he want to share our money with his lips? I know why he is called a clown." said the man wearing a hideous clown mask.

"why?"

"Because he's a clown! Ridiculous clown!" said the hideous mask.

The smiling clown at the end remained silent, watching everything coldly with poisonous snake-like eyes. If you observe carefully, the smiling clown's hand will twitch unconsciously from time to time.

Two other criminals wearing clown masks jumped directly onto the bank rooftop and headed straight for the nearby voltage installation.

The red-eyed clown skillfully turned on the voltage device, and at the same time took out the equipment in his backpack and began to cut off all the lines of the bank.

"How's the situation?" The blue-eyed clown who was on guard at the back suddenly asked.

"The silent siren was found... fixed, but it's strange that they didn't call 911, but dialed a private number..." The red-eyed clown frowned, and finally successfully cut off the line and all possible ways to connect to the outside world .

"Is there any problem with this?"

"No, no, I've got it all done."

boom!

The red-eyed clown was shot dead by the blue-eyed clown behind him. The blue-eyed clown went straight to the money bank with his bag in his hand. He took out a high-end electric drill from the bag, and drilled into the metal door of the money bank. Another clown broke in, a man wearing a yellow-eyed clown mask and carrying a bunch of backpacks so they could hold money.

"What the hell kind of bank is this? They actually use five kilowatts to connect to the bank. It's crazy." The blue-eyed clown grumbled, adding to his workload.

The yellow-eyed clown asked, "Where's the guy who cracked the siren?"

"Killed by me, the boss asked me to kill him on the spot after he finished work, so I can get a share of the money, right?"

The door of the money bank was finally drilled through, and Lan Yan struggled to open the door. It can be seen that Lanyan is a rare master and is very proficient in this field.

"It's so funny." The yellow-eyed clown slowly took out his weapon, "The boss also gave me the same task."

"What? Wait! No! No!"

boom! bang bang bang!

The yellow-eyed clown was very cautious, and fired several shots to kill his teammates. He rushed into the money bank with his backpack and frantically scooped up money from several bags. I don't know when a lot of buses came outside, waiting to get money. What they are robbing is time, and they must pack as much money as possible in the shortest possible time and take it away.

As for why not find a master hacker and directly conduct electronic remittances? Hehehe... They are rooted in Gotham, it doesn't mean that after finishing this vote, they will wash their hands and fly away. Although the electronic method is quick and easy, that thing in the final analysis is to type a bunch of numbers on the computer, and the police can freeze their accounts in the same way.

Real coins are far more reliable to them than electronic coins.

In the bank lobby, three clowns roughly dragged people out of the counter one by one to prevent them from hiding behind and shooting coldly. Although people fear like poor lambs, according to the theory of probability, there will always be someone in a group who will stand up and do their best, especially those with vested interests.

The boss of the bank stared, took a shotgun, and killed the most arrogant and cruel clown with a bang.

The ferocious clown and the smiling clown hurriedly hid behind a counter.

"You bastards, do you know whose bank this is?! Do you know who owns this bank? You are dead, don't even think about leaving!"

The boss crazily loaded and fired, while cursing. If the bank is robbed, according to the law, all depositors can charge the account to him, and he will have to spend his next life in unlimited repayments. He is also going all out, either die now, or move bricks to pay back the money in his next life.

"Hey, he's fired so many shots, it seems he's out of bullets, right?" the hideous clown asked.

The smiling clown seldom spoke. He glanced at the other party with cold eyes, and nodded heavily.

The ferocious clown became excited in an instant, he stood up, and was about to kill this arrogant lamb with one shot. Just squat on the ground obediently and wait to be robbed, why is there always someone busy?

boom!

The boss fired another shot, but it missed.

The ferocious clown lay on the ground in embarrassment, and yelled at the smiling clown, "How did you learn math? Was it taught by a fucking physical education teacher?"

"He's out of bullets now." The smiling clown stood up and shot the boss down.

"We should make a lot of money this time. If the clown is smart enough, he should arrange a car to transport the money. After all, he is the planner of the operation." The hideous clown held the gun tightly and walked around the hall .

Suddenly, the ferocious clown raised his gun to the smiling clown, and there were only two criminals left in the hall.

"I bet the clown asked you to kill me at the end, too?" The corners of the clown's mouth curled up, and the smile was indeed a bit ferocious.

"What?" The smiling clown looked a little surprised, and looked down at his watch, "No, no, you misunderstood me, my mission is to kill the bus driver."

"Bus driver? What bus driver? Tell me! What bus driver?!" The hideous clown was a little nervous. The final winner could take all the money, which was a huge sum of money.

boom!

A bus smashed through the gate and drove in arbitrarily, knocking the hideous clown out. The hideous clown's head was bleeding, and he couldn't survive.

The yellow-eyed clown who came out of the money bank opened the car door and greeted the smiling clown: "The mission is completed, that guy must not be able to wake up, we are out of school, it's time to get out, get in the car quickly! This time I stole a lot of money." , the boss must be very satisfied... By the way, what about the others?"

The smiling clown killed the only surviving yellow-eyed clown with a backhand shot. He walked a little crookedly, his arms trembled unconsciously, and he looked like a lunatic.

"Damn it, you can't run away! Who are you?" The boss was still breathing. After witnessing all this farce, a little sadness rose in his heart.

"What? Sir, are you asking me? Are you asking me?" The smiling clown staggered, half-walked, half-moved to the side of the boss, and slowly took off the clown mask, revealing the terrifying face behind the mask!

This person was painted in a thick attire, and the exaggerated and exaggerated skin care powder was spread on his face, making his whole face white. I don't know how many layers of eyeliner he has applied to make him have nausea-inducing dark circles. The most tingling thing is undoubtedly the mouth. Starting from the lips, there is an upward slit on each of the left and right cheeks. At first glance, it seems to be a smiling face cut out by a knife. Most of his face was cut off, forming a big smile together with his lips. , creepy.

The smiling clown grabbed the boss's head, and said a little madly: "Hee hee hee... You ask me? I'm a clown!"