"Where are the fat sheep?"
Before the strong man finished speaking, the other two robbers rushed in one after another.
They also Headgear wear stockings to cover their true appearance.
One was as thin as a stick, and his steps were stumbling a little in haste.
The other one was of medium build, holding a shiny black Pistol in his hand, and looked relatively calm.
When they saw the two boxes of banknotes on the table that were full of visual impact, the two of them were instantly shocked.
"Holy shit, boss, this trip was worth it!"
The dark-skinned strong man roared angrily, and his throat seemed to ooze out from the mesh of his stockings.
"Get rich, get rich..."
The skinny robber's voice was trembling, and his rogue eyes were staring at the two piles of banknotes through his stockings.
"Black Ox, Mouse, why are you standing there so dumb? You two take the money first."
The robber with the gun seemed to be the leader among the three. He was the first to come to his senses and spoke in a deep voice.
When the two robbers named "Black Ox" and "Mouse" heard this, they immediately rushed to the table like hungry wolves and reached out to take away the suitcase.
"What are you doing!"
Xiaosa was furious and subconsciously reached out to stop him.
"A Ren."
Fang Cheng's calm voice sounded, and he lightly motioned with his eyes to calm down.
Xiaosa was stunned for a moment, seeing President's face that was about to collapse but his expression remained unchanged.
Although the anger boiled in his heart, he still chose to obey unconditionally.
He took a deep breath and sat back slowly, but his eyes were still angry and glaring at the robbers.
"I guess you know each other!"
Seeing that the two did not resist, Black Ox and Mouse sneered and quickly closed the zipper of the suitcase.
Then, one by one, they picked up the box full of money with some difficulty.
The weight of so many banknotes stacked together was somewhat beyond their expectations.
"So damn heavy!"
The skinny Mouse couldn't help but complain.
"You're as stupid as a donkey, you can't put it on the floor and drag it!"
The robber boss standing at the door Annoyed cursed.
The two of them suddenly realized it, and quickly put the box on the ground, grabbed the lever, and prepared to drag it away.
"Wait."
The robber boss suddenly spoke, his eyes slightly narrowed under his stockings.
His eyes moved back and forth between Fang Cheng and Xiaosa, who looked like weak chickens.
The gun in his hand was still pointed at them, and he did not relax at all.
"How come you two have so much money? Could it be that our colleagues just did something from somewhere?"
As soon as these words came out, the two people who were dragging the box and preparing to escape suddenly paused and looked over curiously.
Xiaosa's heart tightened and he subconsciously looked at Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng seemed to have heard something interesting, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a playful arc.
"Maybe so."
He chuckled lightly and admitted simply.
Before he finished speaking, he had already stood up from the chair.
Ignoring the black muzzle of the gun, he walked straight up to the two robbers who were trying to steal the money.
Then he stretched out his hands and grabbed the handle of a suitcase with one hand.
"Hey, Skinny Pole, what are you doing?!"
"You're looking for death, aren't you?"
Black Ox and Mouse immediately became nervous and guarded the box tightly.
It was as if it was already their private property, and the young man in front of them was the gangster preparing to rob it.
Fang Cheng grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth:
"Let me help you."
As he spoke, the muscles in his arms, known as "Skinny Pole", tensed instantly, and the knotted lines were vaguely visible through his shirt.
Then with a slight exertion, he suddenly closed it in the middle.
Bang!
With a dull sound, two suitcases full of banknotes, along with two robbers who refused to let go, collided violently.
"Ah--"
Black Ox and Mouse groaned in pain, feeling like their ribs were about to be broken by the huge force.
"You!"
The boss at the door's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat at the terrifying strength displayed by the skinny-looking man in front of him.
Fang Cheng The arms Exert Force again, pulling outwards, and then suddenly closing them inward.
Bang!
There was another muffled sound.
The two poor robbers, including their bodies and their suitcases, collided violently together again.
"Damn it! Don't think I don't dare to shoot!"
The robber boss finally reacted, roared, and pointed his gun at Fang Cheng's head.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Don't get me wrong.
The one who responded to him was not Gunfire.
Instead, there were more frequent crashing sounds.
Fang Cheng didn't seem to hear any threats, let alone see the gun pointed at him.
His movements were very rhythmic, and his arms opened and closed steadily and powerfully, driving the two robbers and two heavy suitcases weighing more than half a ton.
The dull crashing sound continued to echo in the box.
Black Ox and Mouse are like two Sandbag hanging on the suitcase, being pulled continuously by an irresistible force.
Time after time, separated and collided.
Then they separate and collide again.
Xiaosa was dumbfounded.
An extremely weird idea came to mind.
President This movement now... why does it look like doing the chest-flying movement with a pull-up machine in the gym?
However, the gym equipment uses weights.
And President... used two living people, plus 10 million in cash.
This isn't a fight, it's clearly a physical exercise...
Bang!
After another impact.
Fang Cheng stopped and looked at the two robbers who almost rolled their eyes.
Black Ox and Mouse hugged the suitcase tightly with both hands, feeling confused about who I was and what I was doing.
Even through stockings, you can see the rapidly swelling bumps on their foreheads, and the nosebleeds covered their entire faces.
"Now, can you let go?"
Fang Cheng asked calmly.
The two of them were startled by this calm voice.
When he came back to his senses, he looked at the suitcase in his arms. Fear appeared in his eyes for the first time, and he let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted.
The greed in my heart was finally replaced by fear.
Fang Cheng saw this and also put down his suitcase.
Then he ignored the gun pointed at him and walked straight towards the robber boss.
"What are you going to do?"
The robber boss's alarm bell rang loudly in his heart, and he subconsciously stepped back.
But Fang Cheng's speed is too fast!
His eyes blurred, and the wrist that was holding Pistol felt a slight sting, and then his hand was empty.
The gun just disappeared out of thin air.
When he came to his senses, the gun that was supposed to be in his hand had appeared in Fang Cheng's hand like a magic trick.
"Give me the gun back!"
The robber boss almost blurted out, with a hint of horror in his voice that he was not even aware of.
"Okay."
Fang Cheng smiled and shook his wrist.
The robber boss only felt a cold hard object being stuffed back into his palm.
When he looked down, he saw that it was his own gun.
His whole body was stunned and his mind went blank.
What happened?
In fact, with Fang Cheng now breaking through 60 points and Agility Attribute, his hand speed is no different from teleportation in the eyes of ordinary people.
"Don't like it?"
The voice of Fang Cheng sounded again.
Before the robber boss could react, the gun in his hand disappeared again and reappeared in the hand of Fang Cheng.
Click! Click!
A series of crisp metallic sounds sounded.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Fang Cheng held the gun with one hand, and with the other hand, as fast as lightning, he unloaded the Magazine in one smooth motion, pulled the slide, and ejected the bullet from the chamber.
Finally, the entire Pistol was broken down into a pile of parts and thrown on the table.
Fang Cheng The fingers seem to have a life of their own, beating flexibly on the gun body.
What seemed like a dazzling series of actions took place in only half a second.
Everyone only saw vague finger shadows flashing by.
In the blink of an eye, a fully loaded Pistol turned into a pile of non-threatening metal parts in his hands.
The robber boss was completely panicked. The hand that still held the gun was shaking uncontrollably:
"You... what do you want to do?"
Outside the private room, a few brave waiters and guests in the corridor were secretly peeking inside to see what was going on.
Fang Cheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and then he lowered his voice and leaned close to the ear of the robber boss:
"While I'm in a good mood today, get out of here immediately, or I'll dismantle you all into parts!"
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, with a cold Killing Intent.
The robber boss trembled all over, and immediately felt like he was being pardoned.
He didn't dare to look into Fang Cheng's eyes, so he turned around and yelled at the two younger brothers who were still dazed:
"What the hell are you doing standing there? Get out of here!"
As he said this, he picked up a person with one hand and rushed out of the box while crawling.
The three robbers staggered, panicked, and almost fell down at the stairs. Their embarrassed figures quickly disappeared.
After the robbers escaped, there was deathly silence in Teahouse, and then there was a loud noise.
The waiters and other guests were talking to each other, their faces full of joy at surviving the disaster.
In the box, Fang Cheng bent down to pick up Magazine and the parts one by one, and reassembled it faster than when it was dismantled.
Then, he threw an intact Pistol to Xiaosa who was still in a daze.
"Since someone has given you a weapon, use it for self-defense first."
Xiaosa came to his senses and hurriedly caught it. The cold touch made him feel refreshed.
Fang Cheng then took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and threw them away.
"Can you drive? Take the suitcase with you immediately and send the money to Guanlan District Haitian Garden Building 7, Room 1903. The car is parked downstairs."
Xiaosa carefully put away the key and Pistol, without any doubts, nodded heavily:
"Yes, President, I'll do it right away."
After Fang Cheng finished explaining, he turned around and walked downstairs.
I showed mercy to the three robbers just now, except that there were bystanders present, and I was worried about the impact, so it was inconvenient to attack too harshly.
More importantly, he noticed something abnormal.
These robbers may seem reckless, but in fact they are well-founded and have clear goals.
Moreover, Physical Quality is obviously different from ordinary people.
No ordinary street gangster.
In the dim room, the air was filled with the smell of musty and Disinfectant.
Large areas of wallpaper peeled off, revealing the mottled Cement underneath.
Amidst the rustling sound, a fat Mouse sprang out from the corner and quickly slipped under the sofa.
Outside the window, a piercing sound of sirens came from far away and then roared away.
It seems that a police car passed by Street nearby.
Wow.
The tightly covered curtains were opened a crack by one hand.
The dim sunlight squeezed in with difficulty, barely illuminating the environment inside the house.
The person standing at the window is the robber boss who robbed Teahouse before.
He carefully observed the scene at Street downstairs, and was relieved when he saw that the police car was just passing by.
Then he tore off the stockings on his head, revealing the face of a weather-beaten middle-aged man.
"Damn, was that guy a monster just now?"
The indignant voice of Black Ox sounded from behind.
"Who the hell knows! That guy is so strong that he can't be a normal person!"
Mouse responded weakly, his voice full of fear.
The two of them also took off Headgear, and their bruised noses and swollen faces looked particularly funny.
"Oh, it's a pity that so much money is lost. This is the first time I have seen so many banknotes piled up together."
Black Ox rubbed his aching chest with regret on his face, and then muttered unwillingly:
"Boss, how about we rob a bank another day?"
"You are still thinking about money. You were almost beaten to death at Teahouse just now."
Mouse immediately mocked.
"What did you say? Didn't you Skinny Monkey get hammered in the same way?"
Black Ox pushed back unconvinced.
"I'm not as strong as you, so it's normal that I can't beat you!"
"Okay, shut up, everyone!"
The boss, who had been silent for a long time while standing at the window, finally spoke with a cold voice:
"You two should be lucky that you just saved your life."
Black Ox and Mouse, who were arguing, were stunned for a moment when they heard this.
The middle-aged man turned around and continued with solemn eyes:
"That person is very strong. Even if there are ten of me put together, we will definitely not be his opponent."
Black Ox and Mouse were completely stunned.
The two of them knew very well what their boss was capable of.
He had been injected with that kind of Special Serum many times. With his bare hands, more than a dozen strong men could not get close to him.
Now, the boss actually said that even ten of him could not defeat that young man who looks like Little White?
However, recalling the scene just now that was like a magic trick, the gun inexplicably fell into the opponent's hands and was instantly dismantled into parts.
The two of them couldn't help but shudder.
I was so knocked out before that I didn't have time to think about it.
The more I think about it now, the more chills I feel running down my spine. That kind of hand speed is simply beyond human cognition.
"Boss."
Mouse's voice was a little trembling. "Master Jia The person we asked to test today... seems not simple, he is actually protected by such a master."
The middle-aged man didn't reply, he just looked out the window, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.
He seems to be thinking about something important.
The dark and dilapidated room suddenly fell into dead silence again.
The sun was setting in the west, and the noise outside the window gradually became quiet.
The light of dusk dyed everything indoors with a layer of twilight, as if it was gradually being swallowed by darkness.
"When will Master Jia arrive?"
A rough voice broke the silence, it was Black Ox muttering impatiently:
"This damn place is dirty and smelly. It's almost dark. I even made an appointment with Ma Zi to go to Bar to have some fun tonight!"
Hearing his accomplice speak, Mouse also complained:
"I don't know what the people in the organization are doing recently. They are mysterious and mysterious. They are looking for a meeting point and choose a place like this."
The middle-aged man ignored the two complaints.
He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch.
Already 18:03.
At this moment, there was a burst of slow footsteps in the old corridor outside the door.
The expressions of the three people in the room instantly became tense.
The middle-aged man immediately put out his cigarette butt, quietly walked to the door, put his eyes over the cat's eye, and looked out.
A figure appeared in view.
It was a young man, wearing a white-washed Gray work clothes, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and carrying a semi-old Canvas Bag.
It looks like a plumber who just passed by after get off work.
However, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly condensed.
He quickly opened the door, put on a respectful smile on his face, and took the initiative to greet the people outside:
"Master Jia, as agreed, we have been waiting for you here for a long time."
The young man nodded slightly, his eyes behind the lenses were calm, and he walked straight in.