Gamers Are Fierce

The area of ​​Pacific Bank is not as large as players imagine, but the decoration design inside is quite low-key and luxurious.

There are chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the walls and floors are all beige, and the shutters are open behind the bank counter to ensure sufficient light without making the tellers feel too hot.

The player who rushed into the main entrance of the bank still wore the appearance of a bank employee.

A tall, muscular black bank security guard wearing a body armor and carrying a gun on his waist greeted the four players quite enthusiastically, Hey, guys, good morning.

Morning.

Li Ang, who played the role of a bank clerk, smiled and waved, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the clock hanging on the wall at the end of the bank hall, which read 8:55.

Caught up.

So, what about the task prompts for the next stage?

The four players slowed down with some hesitation. The witch covered her mouth with her fist, pretended to cough, and said in a voice as thin as a gnat: Maybe we should go behind the bank counter? After all, this is considered work.

Makes sense.

Sunset Rongjin nodded, looked around, scanned the bank hall, quickly locked the door through which the bank tellers entered the counter, and stepped forward.

Just as he walked to the door and was about to use his skills to open it, a dull gunshot exploded at the door of the bank.

boom!

MPSAA-12 automatic shotgun, long-stroke gas-operated piston principle, swing-type iron lock, open and ready to fire, long-stroke recoil distance, FRAG-12 high-explosive ammunition, within the range, it will be injured if it is scratched, and it will be killed if it touches it.

The gunshot sounded 1.57 meters away from the door. The shooter was 1.79cm tall, holding a gun with both hands, and the muzzle was tilted upward and to the left.

This shot is not intended to kill, but mainly serves as a deterrent.

Bank robber?

Sunset Melting Gold did not turn around, but a series of data information instantly popped up in his mind.

He instinctively turned around, the breeze whistling in the palm of his hand, condensed into a wind ball the size of a glass bead, ready to be beaten out at any time for self-defense.

A hand gripped his wrist, stopping the wind ball from forming.

Don't move yet.

Li Ang let go of his hand and raised his arms toward the bank door in a surrender posture, indicating that he had no hostility. We'll see what the situation is.

Everyone, get down on the ground!!

Along with the piercing alarm bell in the bank lobby, a rude roar sounded at the door.

As the player can see, Pacific Bank has been robbed.

There were four robbers, all wearing suits, leather shoes, ties, gloves, guns in their hands, and large black cloth pockets hanging on their waists.

Each of the robbers wore a rubber hood, and the characters printed on the hoods were familiar.

Washington, Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, Lincoln.

Well, it's the four presidents of the United States on Presidential Hill in South Dakota, USA.

The robber's voice sounded familiar for some reason. I felt like I had heard it somewhere before.

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and thought silently,

Hmm... This bank looks quite high-end. Judging from the posture and posture of the security guards at the door, they are probably all capable retired veterans. It seems that a gun battle is about to break out this time.

Snap.

Amid the incredulous looks of the four players, the six armed security guards standing at the door untied the gun bags on their waists with smiles on their faces at the same time.

Naturally, he raised his hands and slowly lay on the ground without any resistance at all! The surrender movement was skillful and natural, as if it had been practiced countless times.

? ? ?

The players were shocked to find that not only the bank security guards, but also the ordinary customers who were handling business in the bank at this time, also lay down on the ground skillfully.

A few old ladies with stooped figures and elegantly dressed even had time to lie down on the ground and whisper to each other, continuing to talk about the news about inheritance tax, completely ignoring the vicious bank robbers.

WTF?

The players were confused, and their movements while lying on the ground were slightly slower.

The four robbers were obviously well prepared. Jefferson shot off the alarm clock on the wall.

Washington raised his gun aggressively and rushed towards the outstanding players, roaring and threatening: Get down! Everyone get down!

Players with an average level of 15 are ruthless people who have traveled south and north, and their hands are stained with the blood of monsters.

How could it be possible to take the threat of ordinary robbers seriously?

Please don't shoot!

Without saying anything, Li Ang lay down first, assuming the same posture as other bank employees and customers.

The Witch, Sunset Molten Gold, and Dusk Knight looked at each other, followed Li Ang's example, and slowly lay down.

snort.

Washington snorted coldly, turned away with a gun, and instead of opening the bank counter, he asked Lincoln to throw high explosives, and walked straight to the end of the bank, apparently heading straight for the bank vault.

The second phase of the mission is not over yet, please wait a while.

Li Ang said softly to his companion, By the way, Brother Jin, do you think Washington's voice sounds familiar to you?

Can you please stop calling me Brother Jin? It always sounds a little weird, like some strange supplement.

Sunset Rongjin complained silently in his heart and asked softly: Does this sound familiar? Are you saying that this bank robber is also a character in a video game?

Diwu, diwu——

The sound of police sirens coming from far and near interrupted the conversation between the two players. A black and white police car crashed into the street light in front of the bank very violently and wildly. The front cover of the car was smashed to pieces.

But the police officer in the car seemed to feel nothing. He kicked open the door and walked out, pointing his pistol at the bank door, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Boom boom boom!

A series of crashes sounded continuously, and in just five seconds, more than ten police cars violently parked in front of the bank.

All the police cars were smashed into pieces and parked crookedly.

The sound of gunship propellers even sounded in the sky.

People inside, listen, you are surrounded!

The white police officer who got out of the car shouted with a loudspeaker: Put down your weapons now and get out of the bank!

grass!

Roosevelt swore and said in a rap-like voice of a young black man: How did the note come so fast?!

Don't worry so much!

Jefferson said in a hoarse middle-aged man's voice: Go and help Trevor take out the chariot materials from the vault.

It will be 9:10 soon, when the death chariot race starts,

We had our competition rings and the ushers would come and pick us up.

Trev? Chariot of death? Competition ring? guide?

The four players lying on the ground looked at each other, and they immediately had suspicions in their hearts.

boom!

A dull explosion sounded underground, and soon Washington and Roosevelt ran over, dragging a heavy metal box.

Fuck! I got it!

The robber wearing a Washington hood pulled off his hood, revealing the face of a slightly bald, sinister-looking middle-aged man.

It is Trevor Phillips, one of the protagonists of the game Grand Theft Auto V (GTA5 for short).

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