My Game's NPC Girlfriend Has Come To The Real World-Chapter 71 - 70: How is this guy more professional than us?

"Ding-ling-ling..."

Inside Citibank, the atmosphere was extremely depressing and tense; even the sound of breathing became very clear. In this situation, even a drop of water falling on the ground would amplify the sound, not to mention the ringtone produced by the landline phone, which was as if amplified by a loudspeaker and was abnormally loud.

There was a commotion among the hostages.

Someone's face lit up with joy.

There was hope in some people's eyes.

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Some people got excited.

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"Everyone, stay still and quiet. If anyone dares to move, I'll fucking kill him!"

The clown-masked robber was threatening with a gun, and at the same time he looked at the landline phone on the counter with suspicion, which was still ringing.

"What's going on?"

He asked the robber who was wearing a mask of the killer Jason.

Without waiting for Jason to answer.

The robber wearing a screaming mask realized something was wrong, walked to the window, pulled open the curtains a little, and observed the situation outside through the gap.

Seven or eight police cars were parked in a row on the road in front of the Citibank Building.

There are three or four armored vehicles nearby.

Behind the doors of each car stood fully armed special police officers with live ammunition.

The screaming mask robber's voice became heavy: "The Los Santos SWAT team has arrived, and the outside has been blocked."

"So fast!"

The clown masked robber was startled.

The Jason masked robber picked up the radio and said something.

Soon, the Batman robber came out from among the two robbers who had taken the bank manager into the vault.

"Boss, what should we do now? This place has been surrounded by the Los Santos SWAT team." said Jason, the masked robber.

"These sons of bitches are really fast. When did the Los Santos Police Department become so efficient?" The robber in the Batman mask said solemnly, looking at the hostages beside him, "Keep an eye on the hostages. As long as the hostages are in our hands, they won't dare to move."

"Ding-ling-ling..."

The landline phone on the counter was still ringing.

A normal person wouldn't wait that long to make a phone call.

The robbers were not stupid and they all guessed who was calling.

The Jason masked robber asked, "Will you take it?"

Batman pondered for a while before slowly speaking, "Take it, why not? We have so many hostages. They are the ones who should be afraid now, not us. We can slowly negotiate terms with them."

Having said that, he walked towards the bank counter window.

He was about to pick up the phone.

Someone among the hostages let out a shrill laugh.

The laughter seemed to be mocking them.

"who!"

"Who the hell is laughing at me!"

The Jason-masked robber and the Joker-masked robber nearby glanced fiercely at the group of hostages and found a young Asian man slowly standing up. He seemed to be trying hard to hold back his laughter, but couldn't help laughing out loud while still talking.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I don't laugh easily, no matter how funny it is, unless I really can't help it."

"Fuck!"

Jason was holding a gun in a mask, pointing it at Xu Mo, "Are you looking for death?"

"I don't know if I'm looking for death, but I know that Batman is looking for death." Xu Mo said lightly.

"Just go ahead..."

The Jason-masked robber hooked his index finger on the trigger and spoke fiercely.

"Stop!"

The Batman-masked robber in front spoke with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Jason, the masked robber, looked at Batman in confusion.

The Batman masked robber did not answer him, but looked at Xu Mo and asked, "Are you laughing at what I did just now?"

"Yes." Xu Mo nodded.

The Batman-masked robber looked at Xu Mo deeply and said, "Speak."

Xu Mo chuckled and said, "You should be thankful that I laughed at you just now. Otherwise, when you picked up the phone and said your first sentence, your family would soon be summoned to the Los Santos Police Department, and you would also be in the Los Santos prison. Hmm... let me calculate how many years you will be imprisoned, seven years, eight years, nine years, or ten years? Ah, I don't know either. You should ask your dear judge."

"Boss, I feel like he's talking nonsense." The clown-masked robber felt that the Asian man in front of him was talking nonsense.

The robber in the Batman mask seemed to have thought of something and his expression changed slightly.

Xu Mo naturally saw it. The reason why he knew so much was because of the [Tracking and Anti-Tracking Knowledge] he had purchased earlier. That's why he said with an expression that said you can still be saved: "You thought of it? You really don't think that the Los Santos SWAT team is that weak, do you? What era is it now? Who would still play the old tricks with you? Have you heard of the police voiceprint collector?"

"Use this more often in everything." Xu Mo pointed his index finger at his head.

Fuck.

This Asian man really deserves a beating.

Jason, the masked man, felt a little unstable and clenched his fists.

Xu Mo hadn't finished speaking yet. He said, "It's true that the SWAT team made this call to understand the situation inside. Of course, it's also true that they want to collect your voices. If you have a criminal record, it won't take long for them to know your identity, home address and other information."

"this..."

The Jason masked man and the clown masked man, who were originally impulsive and wanted to kill Xu Mo, opened their mouths and were shocked.

this...

Can we still play like this?

They had no idea there was this level.

The young Asian man in front of me is thinking about the atmosphere!

After hearing this for a while, the robber in the Batman mask clapped his hands. "Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect there would be someone like you among the hostages. You are more experienced and professional than us. Or should I say, were you teaching us how to commit a crime? Or are you just that kind of person?"

He stared at Xu Mo with interest.

It is obvious that this young Asian man is not simple.

He asked, "What is your purpose?"

"One percent!"

Xu Mo held up a finger and said, "No matter how much money you robbed, I want 10%."

"Are you qualified?"

The clown masked robber picked up the gun with disdain and said with a smile: "You just reminded us, now you are of no value."

"I think I have it, what do you think?" Xu Mo didn't look at the robber in the clown mask, but looked at Batman, the one in charge.

Batman pondered, muttering, "One percent?"

Honestly speaking, if Xu Mo didn't mention anything, that would be the most wrong thing. It would be good if he mentioned it, because it means that he has needs and desires, and this young Asian man is indeed extraordinary and somewhat useful. Besides, after he gets the money and escapes, whether he can still get the money is another matter.

Thinking of this, Batman laughed, "Okay, I'll give you 10%. Now your task is to answer that call and see how you perform. If you say anything you shouldn't, I'll kill you on the spot."

Hooked!

After hearing what Batman said, Xu Mo chuckled in his heart.

He said so much, but his purpose was not to get a share of the profits.

Nor was it to alert the five robbers.

His purpose was simple from beginning to end, which was to answer the call from the Los Santos Police Department.

This is a game.

A game about robbers, Los Santos SWAT, and Xu Mo.

In this game, he will play the role of a criminal master in the eyes of the robbers.

A hero in the eyes of the SWAT team!

As for himself...

Xu Mo just wants money.

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