After Lee Si had repeatedly urged him to, Max finally accepted the money.
It wasn't much, only twenty thousand dollars, but he looked like a thief, his face showing embarrassment, unease, and a hint of panic.
"Lee, the banks should be closed by now, right? Should we take the money to your place first?"
Max, fidgeting nervously, forced himself to stay calm and find something to talk about.
"No need. I've already arranged it with the bank manager. They're staying late today."
Lee Si smiled and picked up the thread of Max's conversation. Then he operated Bumblebee, loading the boxes into the van one by one.
After taking some time to pack everything that needed moving, Lee Si had Max get into Bumblebee while he drove the van ahead to lead the way.
This time, there was no need to be as nervous as before. They were carrying several times as much money, but with Bumblebee watching their backs, Lee Si was sure no player with half a brain would try anything.
And if anyone really did have a death wish... EM, MM. Lee Si would be delighted to let them experience what it was like to be hit with a Metal Storm and a Barrage Missile. The little surprises he'd designed hadn't yet been tested in the field.
Eleven minutes later.
As it turned out, the players were in fairly normal spirits. They hadn't gone mad with greed just because they were unlucky, and Lee Si had lost his chance to test his weapons.
The van driven by Lee Si and Bumblebee, driven by Max, pulled up one after the other outside a branch of Citibank.
A bald, middle-aged man in a suit was already waiting at the entrance with four bank employees.
"Mr. Lee Stein, welcome to our