People In Marvel, System Attackers

Gabriela complained to Mike that the entire hotel should not be so extravagant.

Obviously, she didn't understand the conversation between Mike and old Logan.

Mike didn't explain, he said, "Maybe the ten thousand dollars will come back by itself."

Gabriela laughed and said: "Money doesn't have long legs, so how come back by itself."

Mike said: "Not necessarily, other people's money don't know, but sometimes my money will run back on my own."

Gabriela smiled, only when Mike was joking. But the money is not hers, it's just that after a day of getting along and getting acquainted, the nature of being a woman who is hardworking and thrifty and keeping a house has a nagging sentence.

"Really, I swear, I saw that they had two black travel bags, which contained money-green dollar bills."

The hotelier who left the motel was spending time in the tavern.

Next to him is his brother-in-law.

Although he often wished to strangle the fat woman at home, or to strangle himself when the fat woman was riding on his face, he had to admit that as the second in command of the Black Sun Gang, the brother-in-law helped him drive away many attempts to gang up on the car. The bastard of the hotel.

He caught a glimpse of Mike withdrawing money from his travel bag.

Is all money in the bag?

I didn't see it.

The probability is very high.

But when Old Logan passed him with a gold bar travel bag, he heard the sound of gold bars colliding.

Yes, it was a collision of gold bars, not iron bars. He had only heard that sound once.

But it will never be unforgettable.

Therefore, the three black travel bags became two in his mouth.

As he expected, his brother-in-law's eyes turned green when he heard the two large packages of money, like a wolf who had been hungry for three days and nights and saw a fat lamb.

"It's done." The middle-aged boss thought.

The plan is proceeding step by step in accordance with what I have in mind.

He suffocated the whiskey in the glass suddenly, then pretended to be incapable of drinking, humming a spicy ear tune, and staggered out of the tavern.

The brother-in-law of the middle-aged boss, Brand watched his brother-in-law walk out the door and cursed: "Trash!"

According to the brother-in-law, the other party has an old man, a freak in a hoodie, a pair of sturdy twins, a little white face, a Mexican woman, and a child.

They have pistols!

But this country is Milliken, who hasn't got a gun yet!

Liberty Milliken, shootout every day...not just for fun.

Brand took out his cell phone and summoned his trusted brother.

If this sale is successful, he feels that he should become the second child of the Black Sun Gang, not the second in command.

Who disagrees?

Ha ha.

The innkeeper walked around the corner like a drunk, his eyes flashed and he was not drunk at all. He went around the back road, returned to the hotel, and lay in the green belt.

He remembered which room the strong man put the black travel bag in. When the brother-in-law brought someone to the hotel, when there was a conflict, he would rush into the house and take the gold bars away as quickly as possible. Then there were two travel bags left, as he had said to the brother-in-law before.

First of all, he felt that the group of people in the hotel was definitely not his brother-in-law's opponent.

Secondly, why are these people inexplicably bagging the hotel?

It must be done shamelessly.

So even if the money is robbed, it will not call the police.

Besides, there is a debtor who is wronged, and to protect it is to protect his brother-in-law.

It's best to die with your brother-in-law. As soon as the brother-in-law dies, he immediately goes home to let the fat lady know why the flowers are so red!

Thinking about it, his smile gradually changed.The fact is like the hotel owner, who has been lying on the green belt for nearly 20 minutes, his brother-in-law did not disappoint him.

Two vehicles, a dozen people, each with a submachine gun.

The leader is the brother-in-law of the hotel owner, Brand, with a dirty braid, gold teeth, and a dog chain necklace, and he doesn't know where the aesthetic nerves are wrong.

The hotel owner couldn't help grinning, smiling silently. He got up, touched the room where the black travel bag was stored, and took out the spare key, very excited.

the other side.

Holding his submachine gun, Brand walked into the front door of the hotel at an unidentified pace.

A glance at the four people sitting on the sofa in the lobby: twins, brawny men, little white faces, and pale-skinned weirdos.

Same as the brother-in-law said.

"Bitch, raise your hands, Uncle Brand has something to say!" Brand raised his submachine gun and pointed his muzzle at four people. Usually, he would frighten him with a shuttle first, but this is the brother-in-law’s hotel, forget it.

"I'll just say, money doesn't have long feet, people have long feet, and they will send the money back by themselves."

Brand didn't see the unexpected panic. He saw the little white face grinning, laughing happily, and said: "Never underestimate the greed of human beings and the stupidity of being obscured by greed."

Mike is talking.

Charles is over ninety years old, and not long after dinner, he went to rest, and so did Gabriela. She hadn't had a good night's sleep since her escape, and was often awakened by nightmares at night.

Laura was very energetic, but Gabriela dragged it away.

Caliban is afraid of the light and comes out at night. For him, the day's life has just begun.

Brand didn't see the panic as expected, and was taken aback for a moment, not understanding the current situation too much.

Seeing Mike still smiling, he pointed his gun at Mike and said fiercely: "Asshole, do you think I dare not shoot?! Fuck, damn, dare to look down on me!"

There were ruthless words in his mouth, but after all he didn't shoot, but two steps forward, trying to hit with the butt of the gun.

Before Brand could start, the submachine gun in his hand suddenly broke free of his palm and floated in the air.

Brand was dumbfounded.

Fak, there are too many drugs, hallucinations?

He looked back subconsciously and found that the men behind him were experiencing the same situation as him.

Mike stood up and pointed his finger at Brand.

Following his movements, the floating gun turned its muzzle and aimed at the original owner.

Click!

A soft sound.

The gun insurance is turned on.

Yes, Brand did not open the insurance, which is one of the reasons why they are still alive.

Brand raised his hands "swipely". "Hey, brother, don't be impulsive. I said, did I misunderstand you?"

Mike smiled and said, "Believe it."

boom!

A bullet fired from the muzzle and hit the ground, only two centimeters from Brand's feet.

Brand suddenly sweated on his forehead.

Mike smiled and said, "I said, is this a joke, do you believe it?"

Bean sweat dripped down, and Brand asked cautiously: "Should I believe it, or should I not believe it?"

Mike grinned, this man is not only persuaded, but also a little clever and promising.

"Get rich, get rich."

In the room, the hotel owner saw three black travel bags randomly stacked on the ground.

He couldn't wait to unzip the zipper.

Sure enough, two were holding banknotes, and one was holding yellow gold.

After swallowing, the hotel owner reluctantly looked away and lifted the bag with gold in it.

However, he ignored the fact that gold is heavier than he thought.

It's not easy to run.

He regretted it. He should tell his brother-in-law that there is a bag for gold instead of two bags for paper money.

"No, the banknote has a serial number, maybe it was tracked because of it." The hotel owner remembered the "knowledge" seen in the TV series, and comforted himself that his choice was wise.

When the gunshot was heard, the hotel owner had just walked out of the door and was relocking the door to restore it to its original state.

He was taken aback.

"Damn it, how did you shoot it?!" the hotel owner cursed in his heart.

He knows that the Black Sun Gang is a street gang. It is a low-level business of stealing chickens and banning drugs. It is not the kind of criminal group that kills people if they don't agree with each other.

With the gun in the hands of the Black Sun Gang, in addition to strengthening one's own courage and frightening others, hitting others is the smallest effect.

If people die, things will become complicated.

However, as of now, there is no turning back.

Shaking hands, lock the door.

He bent over to carry his travel bag.

"Is it heavy?"

"Yeah...Ah!!!" The hotel owner reacted after a delay of half a second. He looked up and screamed when he saw Mike was pointing his gun at him.

After screaming, the hotel owner silently unlocked the door, silently opened the door, silently put the travel bag back to its original position, and then smiled at Mike: "Big brother, you are also true, how can you put such expensive things casually. I am. Mainly to help you test it. After the test, safety is very guaranteed. Can older brother and younger brother go?"

Mike: "What do you think?"

The hotel owner bowed his head: "Can't..."

At the gunpoint, the hotel owner came to the front desk of the hotel and saw the brother-in-law and a group of people kneeling in a row, holding their heads in both hands.

There were six people sitting on the sofa, except for the old man in a wheelchair.

Gabriela was a little surprised. She slept very lightly. He woke up when she heard Brand's loud voice. She took Laura to the living room carefully and saw Mike subduing a group of gangsters, and then made them obedient like schoolchildren.

Although it's okay, Gabriela can't sleep anymore, so he just sits on the sofa and drinks some tea. Laura was sitting in her arms, wearing a SpongeBob squarepants light yellow pajamas, throwing peanuts on Brand's head, having fun.

The hotel owner was very conscious, kneeling next to his brother-in-law, holding his head in both hands.

Mike pointed to the hotelier and asked Brand, "Who is he from you?"

"Brother-in-law?"

"Oh, do you know what your brother-in-law was doing when you were in the hall?" Mike said.

He knew that Brand had a relationship with the hotelier, but not in the same group. Otherwise, the hotelier knows which room the money is in, so why should Brand come back to the hall to show off his power.

Brand's eyes were confused, and his IQ went offline in time.

Mike said: "He is stealing money from the guest room."

Brand reacted and cursed: "Asshole." Then the two of them hugged together, pulling their hair, grabbing their ears and closing their eyes.

In a short while, the hotel owner turned into panda eyes, with two strands of nosebleeds. Brand was obviously less injured.

"Okay, okay, how can you say that you are also a family, why bother." Mike said with a slight smile.

"Big brother." Brand smiled flatly: "You have also seen that we were cheated by this bastard to do this kind of bastard thing. We knew that we were wrong, please let me go, Big Brother, never dare to do it again. "

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare." Including Brand, the group followed and shook their heads.

"Originally I could let you go, but he..." Mike pointed to the hotel owner and said, "He just went to steal the money. Although he put the money bag back, I found out that it was 20,000 dollars less."

The innkeeper looked dumbfounded.

He dared to swear by the sexual blessings of his lower body that he opened the travel bag with money, but he absolutely didn't take the money.

The problem is that since his wife has grown from 100 kg to 100 kg, his lower body has no sexual blessings at all.

Therefore, his oath is destined to contain no ‘precision’. Brand and his men glared at him fiercely: "Dare to take advantage of Big Brother's money, are you crazy? Hand it over quickly."

The hotel owner looked at the brother-in-law who looked like a loyal dog, and suddenly understood. The question is not whether he has 20,000 dollars, but whether he has 20,000 dollars."Money, in the safe, I'll get it."

The hotel owner left two rows of tears, grieving like a forty-year-old child.

The safe was under the counter, and a piece of the floor was opened, revealing the code door. The hotel owner entered the code and took out two wads of dollar bills. One of the stacks was still used by Mike to cover the hotel's expenses.

Mike smiled and said to Gabriela: "Look, my money will not only grow on my own feet, but also my mother. Money makes money."

Gabriela laughed happily and finally understood what Mike had said before.

It is not money that has long legs, but human greed.

Little Logan murmured, "It's so spicy, it's not the first time I have done this, right?"

Mike earnestly said: "In this world, there are people who are not greedy, but there are still a lot of greedy people. So...this is my wealth code."

Little Logan said: "What wealth code is clearly digging holes."

Mike generously admitted: "Yes, it's just digging a pit, but this pit is not hidden at all. It's just that some people are blinded by greed and can't see it. Or when someone sees it, they can't help but be tempted by the bait in the pit and jump in by themselves. ."

Mike said to the hotel owner: "If you are not greedy, you will earn at least nine thousand dollars more than usual. If the plan is successful, you will get a bag of gold, but you fail. Winner or loser, if you fail, you will be punished. Feel free to mention your opinions, and I’ll lose if you accept them. Do you have any opinions?”

"No." The hotel owner replied cowardly.

"Get off." Mike waved his hand, like driving away a fly.

Brand and the others want to follow along.

Mike smiled and didn't stop it.

Until they ran to the door, an invisible hand pushed them back. A group of people turned their backs on their backs.

Laura's eyes lit up and she ran to the door without encountering any obstacles. She scratched her head, her slapped smiling face showed a puzzled expression.

At this moment, one of Brand's men suddenly got up, trying to hold Lara down.

"Ah!"

Laura roared and Adamantium claws popped out of her hands.

puff! puff!

Tap it on the thigh of that hand, and tap it on the belly.

All at once, four blood holes!

As brutal as Mindy's violent Loli.

The subordinate lay on the ground and rolled, wailing.

A group of people immediately rolled to thief standards.

Mike sighed: "You are so courageous, you are a fool, isn't it good to find a factory to work? In other words, if you are bolder, you are probably a corpse. Forget it, leave all the valuable things on your body."

A group of people dig out their pockets and take off their shoes... take off their shoes?

Looking at the pile of necklaces, rings and other sundries and small bills on the ground, Mike can only sigh: "Poor!"

Mike waved.

"Wait." Mike stopped when Brand walked to the door.

Brand was crying and smashed his face with a punch.

Mike: "..."

What is this for?

Brand spit out a mouthful of blood and pulled out a...gold tooth.

Uh... Mike wouldn't even let the gold tooth go, but since it's pulled out, just accept it, so as not to waste Brand's painstaking effort.

Good people...

Mike said: "Should you not call the police?"

Brand shook his head vigorously.

Mike: "It's best not to, otherwise we'll meet again... Take the injured one away, and go away."

Raising his hand, Brand started the car and slammed on the gas pedal. The wind moistened his eyes with tears of regret—what the labor and management were so unlucky! ! !

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