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After speaking, he signaled to the driver, and the school bus slowly started moving towards its destination.

Just as the bus was heading towards Osborn, Bai Ye arrived at the pile of rubble where he had previously hidden the accounts. He easily moved the half-ton stone above the cave, revealing a lot of gold and silver notes inside.

Bai Ye opened the briefcase he had brought. Since he had plenty of time, he picked and chose among the items. In the end, he only took some cash and gold before moving the stone back to its original position.

Bai Ye put the cash into the briefcase, picked up the gold in his hands, and then exerted force with both hands.

Under immense force, the gold bars that were originally marked by the bank were gradually deformed by Bai Ye's kneading, and finally rolled into a large, irregular circle.

After stuffing the golden ball into his briefcase full of cash, Bai Ye picked it up and headed towards Lansheer Bank in New York.

The reason for choosing this bank is that people who have been involved in both the underworld and legitimate society in New York for a while know that this bank is backed by the mutant organization "Brotherhood," making it a Marvel version of the Continental Hotel.

Depositing money here means no one will check the source of your funds. As long as you deposit the money into this bank and pay a 15% handling fee, it won't be long before they notify you to use legitimate methods, such as winning the lottery or gambling, to get back the remaining 85% of the amount.

As for the illicit money deposited in the bank, it naturally disappears from the account after a period of time.

For a long time, the government has turned a blind eye to this bank because it is wary of the Brotherhood of Mutants, a terrorist organization. As long as it doesn't go too far, no trouble will come knocking.

Bai Ye walked into the bank with his suitcase, looking completely at ease. Seeing that there were customers at the three windows in front of him, he quietly found the window with the fewest people and started to wait.

A few minutes later, it was finally Bai Ye's turn. She carried her suitcase forward, placed it on the table, and then whispered to the customer service representative, "Open an anonymous account for cleaning purposes."

As she spoke, the customer service representative was first attracted by Bai Ye's appearance, and then immediately showed a knowing smile and said, "Please leave any bank card number. The remaining money will be transferred to your card in one to three business days."

Bai Ye nodded and was about to take out his bank card from his pocket when his keen hearing detected a large group of people rushing in from outside, followed by...

"Robbery! Everyone, lie down immediately and don't move, or my gun might go off!" A tyrannical voice echoed through the hall.

Unlike the others who were shocked, Bai Ye was completely dumbfounded. Didn't this guy know where he was? What kind of power did he have? Was he a Saiyan or Superman? How dare he rob a bank here? And this was already the second bank robbery he had encountered in New York, wasn't it?

Completely bewildered, Bai Ye looked at the customer service representative in front of him and asked, "Is this... a drill by your bank?"

Seeing the customer service representative's terrified face, Bai Ye knew he had probably encountered a fool.

"What are you standing there for? Quickly put your hands behind your head and lie down. What's in this box? Open it now." The robber behind him pressed a submachine gun against Bai Ye's back, his tone extremely arrogant.

After glancing at the security cameras around the bank, which had clearly recorded his entire entry, Bai Ye had no choice but to abandon his plan to kill the group. He obediently stepped aside, covering his head with his hands, and allowed the robbers to open his suitcase.

Upon seeing the box of cash and a gold ball bigger than an egg, the robber's eyes nearly popped out. He immediately shouted, "Boss, come and take a look. This kid's pretty rich."

Bai Ye rolled her eyes, showing no fear of being kidnapped. She obediently walked out of the customer service platform and stayed with the others, trying to minimize her presence.

Chapter 19 "Professional Team"

In the morning, chaos reigned inside a bank in New York.

Looking at these heavily armed robbers, panic almost crept onto everyone's face.

Of course, not everyone was afraid. Bai Ye observed the expressions of the people in the bank.

Besides himself, there was another man at the scene who remained calm in the face of danger, his right hand instinctively reaching for his waist. He was probably also a gangster who had come to do business, just like him.

"Hurry up and take the money, be quick about it." Bai Ye huddled with a group of hostages, his hands covering his head, praying silently.

He wasn't worried at all about the loss of his money after it was stolen. After all, this wasn't just stealing his money; it was slapping the mutants in the face.

If these people are allowed to go unpunished, this bank affiliated with the Brotherhood will lose all its credibility.

In this world, to make a lasting business, you rely on your reputation. Even terrorists have to be honest; if they say they'll kill someone, their whole family will be executed.

Bai Ye was certain that once the robbers left the bank, the mutants who felt offended would find them that very night, grind them to dust, and then return the stolen money in full.

So at this moment, he actually hoped that these hotheads would quickly finish robbing the money and get out of there, so that things could be resolved more smoothly.

"Hurry up, take out all the cash and documents from the bank right now, cooperate obediently, and don't press the alarm, or I'll kill you." The robber threatened the counter staff, pointing a submachine gun at them.

Just as the robber was speaking, gunshots rang out inside the bank, eliciting screams from the crowd.

The security guard who tried to pull out his gun to fight back was immediately shot several times and fell to the ground. One of the robbers who fired the shots also clutched his bleeding waist and cried out in pain.

"Scott!" Upon seeing his companion shot, the robber who had been pointing a gun at the customer service representative immediately cried out in concern. He then surrounded the customer service representative, abandoning his robbery to anxiously check on his partner's injuries.

"Aris, go and have customer service open the vault inside. We don't have much time," the hostage-taker urged.

“I’m not robbing you anymore. Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital right now.” The robber, Aris, ignored him completely and instead helped Scott up.

"Don't worry about me, hurry up and rob the money. My injury isn't fatal, money is more important," the robber urged, clutching his wound in pain.

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Bai Ye, who had been watching the whole thing, was completely dumbfounded. How could he encounter such a weirdo? Dude, this is a bank robbery! Is this some kind of melodramatic soap opera? Are they even going to rob the money or not?

After some hesitation, these people finally started robbing the bank methodically, forcing the bank manager to open the vault while looting the cash on the counter.

But seeing the other party's reckless actions, Bai Ye's blood pressure rose. The robber in front of the counter, completely unprepared, took all the cash stored inside at once.

It's important to know that some banks install alarms under the cash at the counter so that the police can be notified immediately after a robbery. Therefore, experienced gangs usually place a few pieces of paper under the cash when withdrawing money.

Now, needless to say, the police station has received the message from these idiots and is preparing to dispatch officers.

Here, the robbers were still completely unaware of the situation. Led by the manager, they opened the vault and their eyes lit up as they looked at the cash, gold, bills, and piles of valuables inside.

Little did they know, the valuables in the vault were all goods stored by various gangs. Looting the vault now would be tantamount to directly offending half of the New York underworld. The last person who dared to do this couldn't even find a decent organ.

Sure enough, just as these people were frantically searching for money, after a series of incredibly stupid actions, in less than three minutes, before they had even filled the sack with money, a series of urgent police sirens sounded outside the bank, and seven or eight police cars immediately surrounded the area.

"Boss, we're surrounded by the police," one of the robbers said in a panic.

"Damn it, weren't they supposed to be holding a press conference today? How come they're here so fast?" the gang leader said angrily.

"Damn it..." Bai Ye, hiding in the crowd, rolled his eyes. He wondered why this group of people chose this time to make their move. So that was the reason.

Although I've been so engrossed in fitness lately that I didn't know anything about this press conference, I can tell with a grain of salt that if the boss holds a press conference, his employees will get a day off.

The entire New York City area is over 1,000 square kilometers, with a total of 77 police precincts and more than 30,000 full-time police officers. What are these people thinking? Don't they do any research?

This can no longer be considered an amateur team. Apart from their skilled marksmanship and robust physique, Bai Ye suspects that their brains have been completely taken over by their muscles.

At this moment, Bai Ye had completely resigned himself to his fate and just squatted to the side watching the six or seven robbers put on a show.

Anyway, with his current physical condition, if he didn't want to be exposed, killing these people would be a piece of cake, and he wouldn't be afraid at all.

"People inside, come out! You're surrounded! Put down your weapons and surrender!" The police outside shouted into a megaphone, their repeated urging making the robbers' faces grim.

"Brother, what should we do?" One of the robbers asked, his face pale behind his mask.

“Talk to them and ask them to prepare a van for us, then we’ll leave with the hostages,” the gang leader said, glancing at the customers crouching in the corner, his eyes immediately taking a liking to Bai Ye.

"Come here!" the leader said, pointing a submachine gun at Bai Ye.

"Me?" Bai Ye was taken aback, not expecting that he had anything to do with it, but he still obediently got up and walked out.

“Yes, you’ll be the hostage. You’ll stand at the door and negotiate with them. We’ll be behind you with guns pointed at you. If you try to run away, we’ll shoot.” The leader said confidently, looking at Bai Ye’s face.

"Oh." Bai Ye nodded. It's just being a hostage.

Meanwhile, on a building in Times Square, New York, reporters from various newspapers gathered, each armed with cameras and microphones, staring at Director George on the stage and asking one pointed question after another.

Because he was already familiar with the nature of these media outlets and had memorized his prepared remarks the night before, his responses were fluent. But the next moment, the deputy director rushed up from the side in a panic and whispered a few words in George's ear.

"What? Lanshere Bank in New York was robbed too?" George asked, barely able to contain himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the reporters in the audience's eyes lit up instantly.

"Click! Click! Click!"

Countless reporters snapped photos with their cameras, and the frantic images of the bureau chief and deputy bureau chief on stage were immediately captured in the blinding light.

Chapter 20 Famous

Outside Lansheer Bank in New York, a police car arrives quickly and stops outside the police cordon.

George got out of the car, the sunlight shining on his face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot. It seemed that if he shook his head slightly, coal dust would fall off his face.

Who knows? They were preparing to hold a press conference to explain the bank robbery from the day before yesterday, but then another robbery came out during the conference. It's such a slap in the face.

At this moment, outside the police cordon, a large number of media and onlookers surrounded the police station, and a reporter even flew a news helicopter to broadcast the entire process live from the bank.

"What's the situation inside? Have the negotiation experts arrived?" George asked, trying to ignore the reporters' gazes behind him.

The officer in charge of taking notes said, "Chief, there are seven robbers. Some of them have already died while resisting. There are now more than twenty hostages inside, who may face death at any moment."

"As for the negotiation experts, they will arrive in a while."

Upon hearing that there had been casualties, George's expression became even more serious: "We must contact them inside as soon as possible. Have we called the bank's hotline?"

“We’ve already called them. They said they’d contact us again and asked us to wait,” the officer said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang immediately, and a police officer reported, "Chief, a call has come in from inside. Should we answer it immediately?"

“I’ll take it,” George said with a sigh.

He picked up the phone and heard a calm male voice on the other end: "Hello, is this the police? Find someone of higher rank who can make decisions to talk to us."

George replied without hesitation, “I am George, the New York Police Commissioner. The entire area outside the bank is now surrounded. Please lay down your weapons immediately. If you surrender yourself, we can discuss the sentencing.”

“I’m a hostage, there’s no point in telling me this.”

"Oh……"

"Next, I will open the bank doors as a transit point for dialogue between the two sides. Right now, there are several guns pointed at my back. If I make any out-of-line moves, I will be shot dead immediately, so please do not take any drastic actions."

Inside the bank, Bai Ye stared at the dark muzzle of a gun in front of him, his expression calm, but in reality, his muscles were tense to the extreme, ready to erupt at any moment.

After all, his current physical condition is not yet strong enough to withstand bullets, but it doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't die on the spot, he can use attribute points to return to his best condition.

"Now, go out and tell them our demands. If you mess things up, we'll kill you," the gang leader said viciously.

Bai Ye nodded indifferently, feeling somewhat impatient and having an urge to kill these people, but now that the commotion had become so big, it was even more difficult to make a move.

Under the guns of these people, Bai Ye took the phone to the door, slowly pushed it open and walked out, only to see police officers, reporters and onlookers watching from all sides.

Outside the bank, the reporters craned their necks, eager to see who would be the first person to emerge from the bank.

Then a handsome young Chinese man walked out, and his 1.4-inch face made everyone present gasp involuntarily.

George was still on the phone with Bai Ye, but he never expected that the person who came out would be such a handsome young man.

But as a father, he subconsciously noticed some small things, and frowned slightly as he said into the phone, "You're still a student? Isn't today Wednesday?"

“Yeah, I skipped class,” Bai Ye said matter-of-factly, leaving George speechless.

"Stop talking nonsense. Isn't the priority to get us out of here?" Bai Ye retorted. "Their demand is that you prepare a van immediately, and then they leave with the cash, without being followed."