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Fierce exchanges of gunfire rang out inside the bank, and bank staff pressed the alarm almost as soon as the gunshots appeared.

When the alarm goes off, it doesn't take a few minutes for the police to arrive.

Of course, the gangsters who had been prepared for this were also aware of this.

"Ding, ding!"

The bank security guard's bullets landed on the cars of several gangsters, scattering sparks but leaving only shallow dents.

Modified bulletproof car?

No wonder he could rush in without suffering any obvious damage.

The gangsters began to fight back. After throwing a few tear gas canisters, the weapons in their hands roared.

Several security guards looked at the 'cutie' in their hands, and then at the ferocious guns and guns in the hands of several gangsters. After one security guard was knocked down, the remaining few surrendered directly.

The crowd screamed and ran toward the bank door.

The gangsters didn't care. They pointed at the security guard's head and asked the people at the counter to open the door.

At this moment, as the crowd moved outward, Mike and Remy LeBeau looked at each other. After exchanging two glances, Remy LeBeau shrugged, and several cards slipped from his sleeves and were touched by his fingers. After pinching it, it glowed dangerously, then he flicked it and flew towards the gangsters.

The cards were given the ability of Remy LeBeau, flying very fast, faster than bullets.

In almost an instant, it landed on several gangsters, blowing them away and knocking them unconscious.

Remy LeBeau raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a mixture of disdain and indifference.

It's a pity that Mike is not a woman, otherwise he would have screamed twice for the dashing Gambit King.

Not only did he not scream, but he silently moved away from Remi LeBeau, gave him a thumbs up, and pointed behind him.

Remi LeBeau was stunned for a moment, turned around to look, his face trembled, and he cursed in a low voice.

A gangster stood up from the ground, took off his blown mask, and revealed the face behind the mask.

It was covered in scales and had fangs in its mouth, making it look like an extremely ferocious face.

The gangster roared and rushed directly towards Remy LeBeau.

Remy LeBeau sighed, he was most afraid of these troubles, and what is the situation in this world? Are there no mutants or something, so they are not worthy of robbery?

But seeing the gangster getting closer and closer, he suddenly opened his hands together, and the cards flew in the air. With his control, he circled around him like butterflies, flying without hesitation. To the gangster.

Bang, bang!

Mike laughed as he listened to the successive explosions inside.

With that guy's ability, it should be fine, but it will take some effort.

Sure enough, after Mike stood by his car and waited for more than ten seconds, Remy LeBeau walked out, sorting out his torn clothes with a bleak look on his face.

"Hey, it looks like the battle is fierce!"

Mike smiled teasingly and looked at the clothes on the other person's body.

Remy LeBeau noticed Mike's eyes, rolled his eyelids, and said: "This time the loss is big, my clothes are famous brands, you must treat me to a few drinks."

"Oh, you're counting on me."

Remy LeBeau smiled, sat in the passenger seat, and said to Mike who opened the car door: "I just have nothing to do today, so I will stay with you."

"Then thank you very much!"

"polite."

"Then go do something with me first."

"Doing business? Collecting accounts or killing people?" Remy LeBeau pinched his chin and said, "If it's too troublesome, I won't go with you. If you want me to take action, it will be [-]-[-]."

Mike twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Did your brain shoot out along with your cards?"

With that said, Mike started the car and drove away quickly.

Then... buy a harvester! ?

Seeing Mike talking and bargaining with the seller in a familiar manner, Remy LeBeau had a dull look on his face.

After a while, after getting the seller and sending him to his farm, Mike got in the car and saw Remy LeBeau staring at him blankly, raising his eyebrows and saying, "What?"

"Why did you buy this thing? Dismembered corpses?"

Mike lowered his eyes and said, "In your eyes, what do I do?"

"Ahem!" Remy LeBeau clenched his fist and coughed slightly, and said in disbelief: "Are you really farming?"

"if not?"

Remy LeBeau was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's good, it's much better than me."

Thinking of his current identity and experiences, he couldn't help but cursed.

Mike glanced at Remy LeBeau lightly. This guy seemed to have a story.

interesting.

Then, he took Remy LeBeau to the car sales market. After choosing a very good SUV, he sold the pickup truck to a second-hand car dealer in the market, and found a car with Remy LeBeau. bar.

Remy LeBeau poured a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and said to Mike: "It's not easy to drink your drink!"

Mike smiled, took a sip, poured wine for the other party, and said, "Why are you willing to leave Las Vegas?"

Las Vegas is the paradise for this prodigal gambler.

Remy LeBeau sighed, as if he was missing the good life in the past, and then smiled: "I can't stay any longer."

"Huh?" Mike raised his eyebrows and said teasingly: "Did you defraud some rich woman out of her money? Are you being hunted?"

"In your eyes, what do I do?" Remy LeBeau was speechless for a while, and then said: "Your situation is much more serious. I have offended Hellfire."

"Oh! Awesome!" Mike picked up the wine glass and said, "Here's to your courage!"

Remy LeBeau touched Mike with a wry smile and said, "What about you? Why did you become a farmer?"

Mike teased: "What? Look down on farmers?"

"How dare you!" Remy LeBeau looked at Mike and said, "I just think it's a little incredible."

"I have children."

"That's no doubt." Remy LeBeau poured wine for the two of them, leaned back and said, "I envy you, your freedom!"

"Huh?" Mike looked at the other person in confusion and said, "What do you mean? You..."

Remy LeBeau grabbed his hair and said helplessly: "As you might imagine, I have lost my freedom and am like a caged bird, trapped in this impetuous city."

"Remy..."

"?"

"It's out of date to pretend to be profound and a poet."

"Really? Hahaha!"

Remy LeBeau laughed, and then explained helplessly: "I came to New York and committed some crimes. I was targeted by a damn organization and signed an agreement with the other party."

"I worked for the other party as a special non-staff member for five years. The other party no longer pursued me for my crimes, and helped me clear my previous criminal record and gave me a clean identity."

"I don't care if I'm innocent or not. The important thing is that I was caught and signed a contract to bring this to me."

As he spoke, he flashed a black wristband on his wrist.

Tracking device?

Mike raised his eyebrows.