Rebirth – Super Bank System

A bulletproof car.

Hawk.

Look at that. Robbery!

But it is only to think that they are professional and that their actions are carefully planned, or that they will not go far for so many years, and that, in any case, the number of families is more than double that of them.

A car four.

Fifteen.

That’s 60.

Plus other drivers, hundreds of people!

Robbery?

where’s courting death?

Uh-huh.

Why not? There should be no such meaningless ideas.

“What’s in custody?”

“Equipment.”

“I know, but why are so many bulletproof vehicles escorted? Is there something important in it, like cash, jewellery and so on?”

Back seat.

A young man looks out of the window with joy and curiosity!

“…..”

In the car.

Others turn their eyes on.

The villagers.

Say something.

This is a convoy to the depths of the desert, with full construction materials and engineering machinery, without thinking that it is impossible to know, and that these mechanical equipment are not important?

You get out of the house and bring intellectuals.

丢了那就补办一个，没补办好之前，请别无证上路。

Mad.

If not your brother was the boss.

You’ve done your job well before, and you’ve never lost your hand, and this time, if it wasn’t the brain to stop, it would be a critical moment to beep, why do you have to run all night?

papa!

The guy next door gave him a head spoon.

“It hurts, brother. What are you doing?”

Young people turn around.

A face of grievance.

“pipe down.”

Brother, there’s still some lack of success, just joining the team, and for the first time participating in the operation, almost put them all in the pits, if not relatives, and buried them in the desert.

Remind me.

It’s tears!

After a month of intensive planning.

They started working on the target, started to be smooth, people tied up, money got, people got it, people got it, people got it, celebrations were ready, nothing had to be eaten, the nest was surrounded by the police.

Shout a few shots.

People throw smoke bullets directly.

幸好。

Their nest has a tunnel.

Safe retreat.

However.

There was a rush, and many people’s identity documents were not taken in time, although they were fake, but the photographs were real, and they were afraid that they would not be able to find the truth as long as they were scrutinized.

No one can understand it.

young brother pulled out the phone.

Where’d you get that?

– Ask.

It’s the guy who just kidnapped.

Tie in the car.

It didn’t mean to fall.

He looked good, and he was in the car.

Needless to say, positioning came after him, when he hated to strangle the goods, and it was no wonder that he should not have brought him from his home for three days without searching his cell phone.

That’s all.

There’s no way.

Prepare to run a little dock.

However.

When we get there, we’re talking about prices, ready to go.

papa ta. ”

And suddenly the goods bend, and the gun on the coat fell on the ground.

In a moment.

Turned into a confrontation.

“Drop your weapon.” Young brother, in a nervous word, pushed the situation to the point where the fire almost went, and people thought they were cops, sneaking and running away.

After that, I just saw a coin on the ground.

In the wind.

They’re all messy.

A coin.

A cell phone.

Make them like stray dog.

That’s ridiculous.

And then.

It was only a night to go south, to come here, to get ready to hide in the province of Tamanthrazzette, where people were rare, and where they had a secret spot, to hide for a while.

“Oh.”

Young people shrink their heads.

next moment.

Just when they think this guy can stop for a while.

“Look, that’s a big pump.”

pu! “

We’re not blind.

“Brother.”

“What is it?”

“So many cars, when do we have to go?”

“…..”

Soon.

Two cars drive into the gas station.

SUV BURNED GASOLINE.

Car burns diesel.

So.

You don’t have to line up.

– Look at that.

Young people were just trying to talk, stared back by a brother’s eyes, just turn his eyes out of the window, concentrate on gasoline, make him feel a little sick, take out the cigarettes, and try to taste it.

In a moment.

A

few people in the car don’t feel good.

Almost frightened.

His brother took the lighter and angered: “What are you doing?”

“Smells… It’s too big to taste it.”

At this point.

Young people also seem to be aware of the problem, with a low head.

“…..”

My day.

The smell of God is too big.

This is the gas station, not the bathroom, your grandpa, where you’re going to taste, and this is going to kill us together, though the probability is small, but not impossible.

Huh.

Huh.

Deep breath.

They feel it.

This little life, you can’t live in this guy’s pit, three times a day, who can stand it, or go to death.

At this point.

“They’re staring at us.”

The alternate Arab man put his hand in the waist.

next moment.

Get down the shoulder by the man behind.

“Relax, they’re just a professional instinct, not necessarily discovering anything, not to confirm our identity, and for these people, escort tasks are more important than saving branches.”

“That makes sense.”

“What if they call the police?” Young people are worried.

“…..”

Nobody cares about him.

Scared to get sick.

…

Exports of service areas.

“Chu, they have robberies.”

“Copy.”

“We.”

“Remember, our first goal is to protect the convoy.”

“Yes.”

Security.

As a matter of priority, nothing else, unless the sky collapses, is going to mess with it. At this point, Chu Sheng has reported to Headquarters and has been ordered to protect itself and to protect its good objectives.

A few minutes later.

The first car was loaded with oil.

Come to the entrance to the service area.

The windows fall.

Show an Arab man’s smile face.

“Hello.”

“Something’s going on?”

“Are you a Warsaw?”

“Well.”

“Warsaw is a good place to thank you for your constructive support for Algeria.” See the Warsaw, they’re more relaxed, and it’s a famous habitual business abroad.

“Just saw the many cars parked here, a little scared, and thought someone was hijacking the van here, and then it wasn’t.” For that reason, men thought they could find the clothing seamless.

But.

Just in the last second.

The latest instructions sent to Headquarters by Chu Chi Chiang’s ear machine “have been identified as belonging to the Algerian authorities in pursuit of fugitives, and you don’t care, the local police will handle them.”

A fugitive?

It’s really bad luck.

And…

Headquarters was also able to identify several individuals as soon as possible.

At this point.

The

last car was loaded with oil.

“Goodbye, today is a good day.”

“Yeah.”

Chu Ching nodded.

Indeed.

It’s a good day to go to jail. Headquarters certainly informed the police that they would still run, hundreds of kilometres before and after that were desert, and that once locked, there was no escape.