The nearest police station here is just a few blocks away. If there is no traffic jam, they should have arrived within 5 minutes. So Ziliang was very pleased. If there was not a guard holding a gun, he would have almost found the person who rang the alarm and kissed him.

Forget it, let's talk about this later. Ziliang raised his hand and smashed the head of the guard in front of him, and the other party cooperated very well and fainted. Then, he picked up the pistol that the guard slipped down... Fortunately, the crowd was curled up in the corner now, otherwise the gun might have slid into the hand of a passerby.

In fact, if you are in other places, even if you slide into the hands of passers-by, there is no big problem, because a person who has never used a gun has basically no lethality. Most of them are scared by the words "Don't move" when they are not even able to figure out where to break. Even if they have watched many movies and know how to shoot, it doesn't matter, because as long as they see that they are "targeting" you, you will be basically safe. As for who will suffer... half of the possibility is themselves.

But this place is Gotham after all. Although those super criminals have not appeared for many years, the customs here are still somewhat different from other cities. If this gun really falls into the hands of a passerby, even if she is a pregnant woman, there is a high possibility that she will push the bolt and replace the bullets on the spot, and shoot at Ziliang as a standard three-point shot.

But fortunately, this kind of thing didn't happen.

In short, there is only the last guard left. At this moment, the man was still close behind the service desk, not knowing what he was cursing, but it seemed that he didn't want to jump out and act as a hero. Anyway, the alarm bell had already ringed, and his position was still safe and he had a gun in his hand. The robber should not be so stupid that he rushed over and fought with him. He would wait until the police came.

I have to say that this is almost the wisest way to deal with it at this stage, but things don’t go as they wish, and he hasn’t figured out his wishful thinking.

"Wheel wheel--"

A grenade rolled straight over.

At this moment, the guard was crying and thought, "Why do you want to grab a bank?" Of course, time doesn't allow him to complain anymore. Grenades are not a joke. As long as they touch some edges, they will at least end up missing a hand and lacking legs. So he immediately rushed out of the cover, and then rolled and crawled desperately to stay away from the explosion range.

......

After one second

Uh... something unexpected happened again, because the grenade behind him did not explode...

Well, it's not a grenade at all, but in the horror atmosphere created by the kidnapper's continuous jingling how many guns he fired randomly, who has the intention to see if the thing that rolled over was a grenade or a pepper bottle picked up by the street. You must have no need to think about it, and you'll run away first.

But it was too late to understand this now, because the guard turned his head and saw a black muzzle. The smell of smoke rushed into his nose, choking his head buzzing.

Zi Liang took his eyes empty and then stretched out a hand. The meaning was obvious, which was to signal the other party to hand over the gun to him.

At this moment, the guard was still in the combat consciousness, so his first reaction was whether he could fight with the robber, but in the next second, Ziliang's words extinguished the desire for combat that was about to ignite.

"Don't think about those dangerous things. I don't want to kill people, but as long as your arm is lifted and the gun is still aimed at me, I will shoot directly."

He said it very clearly, without any compromise, and did not give anyone any chance to think, because as soon as he finished saying that, he began to count down:

“3”

"2"

These two numbers were like death talismans. The guards were extremely sure that when the word "1" was said, a fresh bullet would come to his head. So without saying a word, he immediately turned the gun and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you." Ziliang nodded and thanked him, and also stuffed the gun into his waist.

At this point, the entire bank was basically under the control of Ziliang. He rolled up his sleeves and took down a mobile phone clipped at the cuff. The recording playback function had stopped. The gunshots when he just took the lighter came from here.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, maybe everyone has discovered that I am a kind robber." Ziliang said, "And I don't want everyone's money either, so I don't want a penny. Of course, I'm not a lunatic. I know very clearly what I'm doing. So now, please cooperate with me. If it goes well, just one hour later, you can go home safely, and maybe you can get an insurance compensation for it."

He said relaxedly, as if he was chatting with the neighbor next door, and was on the ground without any attention, and there was also a guard who had fainted from the pain.

"But I have to remind you that I don't want anyone to reject me, or want to jump out to be a superhero. You may not know that a long time ago, in this city, there was also a person who also carried out a robbery similar to this situation. His way of treating hostages is... As long as someone disobeys, he will shoot at all living things in sight until the ammunition is exhausted." Speaking of this, Ziliang deliberately stopped for a few seconds and glanced at the expressions on the faces of the hostages: "I don't want this to happen, I hope you can understand... Please help me get a chair."

He suddenly said to the guard.

The other party was obviously stunned. After a few seconds, it came to the reaction. Then he stood up in a panic and pushed a chair to the corner of the side.

What else can he do?

......

Ziliang sat on an office chair and pushed the wheels below to slide back and forth.

"This lady..." He suddenly stopped as he slid into front of a bank counter staffer: "You know where the buttons for the security doors are, right?"

The bank employee nodded tremblingly.

"Please help me close the door and the iron railings of the window." Ziliang said

"ah?"

"Yes, you heard it right, just lock us up here, go quickly." Ziliang said a little impatiently.

The staff member had no idea why the robber had to do this, but she was so scared by what she said just now that she dared not hesitate, so she quickly did... Soon, the bank rolling shutter door was put down, and the window was also blocked by steel bars.

"Okay, this is very simple!" Ziliang shouted: "I know it is not easy to live in this city, so now, everyone will do whatever I say, so that no one will be injured. So now, please take off the clothes and hang them on the railings of the window. I don't want the police to lie on the window and peep us. And... The lady just now, can you help me find some ropes, tapes, and paper bags for money? It's better to get a thicker pen, thank you."
Chapter completed!