America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 452 - 229 Curtain Call_3

Allen Zhang flipped the bird at him, "You old, unserious guy."

"I’ve already conquered. Made 2000 US dollars!"

After a handshake, a few people cooperated to move the five million US Dollars in cash from the vault. Blitz also issued a warning, "The police station in Palm Valley has already dispatched police cars to support this area."

Knowing it was not wise to stay for long, Allen Zhang immediately ordered a retreat, with Sieg diligently pulling the cart as if it was hard labor.

They soon left the vault. When passing the entrance, the vault manager was just coming to his senses. He looked at the three preparing to leave and before he could sit up to say something, the General Sect Leader turned back and punched him in the face again!

With a thud, cleanly and neatly he was lying on the ground again. The vault manager had a smile on his lips, sleeping with the peace of a baby.

The three took the elevator and reached the first floor.

As soon as they reached the door, they immediately with the cart headed straight for the back door, calling out to Bailey, "Retreat!!"

Before leaving, Old Jack also pulled out a smoke bomb and a gas bomb, pulled the pins and dropped them in the lobby, laughing, "Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for your cooperation! If I never see you again, good morning, good afternoon, and good night!!" frёeωebɳovel.com

After finishing, with a flourish, he immediately turned and vanished into the smoke. Just leaving the stunned guests coughing violently, tears streaming down from the choking.

Watching the ruffians leave, the crowd exploded the next second.

"Oh! Shit! They took so much money!!"

"Whose money was that? Was it the bank’s?"

"Nonsense, how could the bank have money, it’s our money! Our money!!!"

Allen Zhang led his team quickly out of the bank’s back door, cooperatively lifting heavy packages, loaded them into the van’s trunk, including the decoy empty packages, and soon all were loaded into the car.

With a snap, the car door was closed. Allen Zhang buckled up and sat in the driver’s seat to start the vehicle. Old Jack, Bailey, and Sieg sat in another car.

Blitz had been waiting for a long time, he looked at the display full of little red dots, at least dozens of them.

He exclaimed, "If you guys had come out two minutes later, they would have surrounded you from the nearby blocks."

"The timing was just right."

Allen Zhang looked back, immediately reversed out of the parking space, "Remember to plan the route."

"I’ve already hacked into the traffic management bureau’s system, controlled the traffic lights. The entire Palm Valley will experience traffic disruptions and congestions except for us, we’ll have a clear road!"

"Ok. Let’s start the retreat."

Allen Zhang stepped on the gas, speeding directly through the city streets, with Old Jack trailing right behind.

The two vans raced through the city district, weaving deftly. When they reached traffic lights, suddenly it turned green, then after swiftly passing, it quickly turned red.

Drivers in line were waiting, startled, rubbed their eyes, watching the flashing red lights, what the heck just whizzed by?

Was it green just now?

Oh! It was indeed green!

Just as a driver started their vehicle, halfway through the intersection, the next second it turned red again.

"WTF!?"

Watching the madly flashing traffic lights, everyone was dumbfounded.

Are you dancing here? Shall I go or not?

The blaring sirens of police cars resonated through the streets, recklessly speeding through Palm Valley’s district. They quickly locked onto the two vans, clinging tightly and used the radio to inform the dispatch center and control tower.

But after a long wait, no dispatched police helicopters were seen to assist in tracking.

Don’t ask, they were just maintaining it.

Merely relying on the patrol cars’ speed was clearly inadequate. With Blitz’s planned routes, plus the insane interference of the traffic lights, many vehicles at the intersection dared not move. After only a dozen intersections, the police had successfully lost sight of the target.

The officers were also baffled, feeling like everything was going wrong today.

"Did someone pull out my engine’s throttle valve? Why can’t I step on the gas today!?"

Damn, the patrol car was sent for maintenance, and they even broke the engine.

Not only the car was broken, but even the traffic lights went crazy too!

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