What is the most profitable?

Those who go astray are the most profitable!

You give me an ak, and I give you blessings. Let's make it bigger and stronger and create greater glory.

In this society, can one get rich through hard work?

No, it can cause brain damage!

Have you ever seen any rich man move bricks?

No one can be rich without windfall.

Of course, robbery is risky, so you need to be cautious when entering the business.

But the benefits are also visible to the naked eye.

In 1982, there were more than 300 known bank robberies in the United States alone, with losses reaching hundreds of millions of dollars.

Money can make people crazy.

"Get down! Get down!" McDonald's Clown, holding a Type 63 automatic rifle, shouted loudly in Arabic, but he stuttered a bit and seemed unskilled. He was afraid that everyone wouldn't understand, so he used English again.

Robbers are bilingual, what do you know? Maka Maka?

Gao Jun also obediently lay on the ground, holding his head, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the warrant officer. His face turned pale with fright, and his lips were constantly trembling, as if he was saying, "Bless Huabak."

It’s useless…

He looked at the group of mercenaries again. Although they were all lying down obediently, their eyes were darting around, as if they were looking for flaws. From Gao Jun's position, he saw the middle-aged white mercenaries moving back.

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The companion lying behind him raised his head and stared at the clown, but slowly took his hand off his head.

Grandpa KFC tilted his head, broke into the counter, threw his backpack on the table, and said in a very kind tone, "Baby, can you fill it up for me?"

The counter staff were so scared that their hands and feet were cold.

A female employee couldn't help crying.

Grandpa KFC changed his hands and hit the opponent with a shot. The opponent fell to the ground dead with bullet holes all over his body.

"Crazy Thursday, have fun!"

Gao Jun felt a chill in his heart. Damn it, are you mentally ill?

Kill the girl if she doesn't agree with you.

I can at least say a few words.

"hurry up."

The other employees were trembling with fear and nervously opened the safe and stuffed the money inside. Soon, a backpack was full.

At least one million Saudi riyals.

The clown couldn't wait any longer and shouted to the KFC grandpa inside, "Hurry up."

Does 50 pounds of money weigh the same as 50 pounds of iron?

The latter picked up his backpack, waved to the employees, and pulled the trigger with his right hand. The scene inside the counter was horrific, with blood flowing like a river!

They want to kill people.

Gao Jun's scalp was numb, and a ferocious surge came out of his heart. He was about to resist, and the clown was about to do it when he saw this. Suddenly, he saw his companion behind the middle-aged white man quickly pull out a pistol from the former's body.

Shoot the clown several times.

One shot to the head, one to the heart, and one to the abdomen.

Gao Jun could see clearly that the sound of gunfire was like a signal. The middle-aged white man rushed out like a rocket, his target: MP5 submachine gun.

Rolling on the spot, the strength of the waist and abdomen is enviable.

He grabbed the weapon and pointed it at Grandpa KFC.

A strong man tortured an 80-year-old man...

This set of movements was simple, clean, and extremely efficient. Gao Jun was jealous, but he didn't have the physical fitness. With his sales legs, he could run five thousand meters without panting.

Awesome.

"Quickly, call for backup, Mr. Yuri, are you okay?" The warrant officer also jumped up at this time, loudly expressing his courage.

Gao Jun got up, shook his head, and turned to look at the scene inside the counter.

Sure enough, I don’t know which comes first, tomorrow or the accident.

You have to work hard to make money, and then...enjoy it.

Franco arrived quickly.

There was gunfire at a major national bank. He was afraid that something might happen, so he came over with a platoon. He was also afraid that he could not solve the problem, so he contacted his superiors.

When I heard that someone had robbed a bank but was solved, I was relieved, but when I saw the bodies of the employees, my expressions were still gloomy.

Something happened in your own jurisdiction...

It will definitely be bad luck.

It may even affect your career.

"Mr. Frago."

"Yuri, are you okay?" The other person's expression was serious.

"It's okay. Hubaak still has zero tolerance for bad people. We are good people."

Frago nodded, looked at the group of middle-aged white men, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

This tone is wrong.

"Business, Lieutenant."

"Take them all back!" Frago suddenly stretched out his hand and ordered, which made the middle-aged white men's companions very dissatisfied and shouted that they had killed the robbers.

But it seems that Franco wants to pull a few scapegoats.

"Lieutenant." Gao Jun looked on and said, "I think they are also victims."

Franco frowned and looked at him dissatisfied.

"We tourists were threatened by robbers, but under your command, the soldiers killed the robbers and maintained stability. For this credit, you should be promoted."

"Moreover, to reduce bank losses, the National Bank will definitely reward meritorious officials like you."

"The most important thing is that you have to search carefully to see if the robbers have placed any lethal weapons, especially in the safe or cash box."

Arabs are not stupid.

What their minds are best suited for is actually being a businessman.

I know how to weigh the pros and cons and calculate the gains and losses.

After being reminded like this by Gao Jun, Frago immediately understood. The credit belongs to me. I have protected tourists, saved the country from diplomatic disputes, and reduced scandals. The most important thing is to search carefully. What can I search for?

Of course I searched for money in the bank!

The loss was hundreds of thousands of riyals, and all the blame was returned to the criminals. As for why the body was not found?

Maybe…

Huabak knew.

The report is written for people to read. You can fill it with scandals and then put the money the other party wants. Congratulations, you will be the hero.

Is it black or white, does it matter?

The important thing is that the criminal has been killed!

Frago's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, he looked at Gao Jun, and couldn't hide the appreciation in his tone, "Yuri, you are right, but even if I kill the criminal, these employees will also die.

Yes, I blame myself very much.”

qnmd!

Gao Jun scolded his mother in his heart, but he still had to comfort him on his face.

"Okay, you can go, but don't leave Jubail recently." Frago waved to the middle-aged white man and others.

Although the other party is not angry, he can only endure it in his territory.

Seeing the impatient look on Frago's face, Gao Jun knew that he was about to start lining his own pockets and that staying here would only get in the way, so he wisely left.

Sure enough, the other party was more satisfied, patted him on the shoulder and asked him to treat him to a meal next time.

The most perfunctory word: next time!

Gao Jun walked to the door and couldn't help but look back. It looked like the bank had suffered a lot of losses.

It's ridiculous to say that the "robber" turned out to be one of our own.

"I'm not afraid of supporting you to death!" Gao Jun was also enthusiastic, but the money had nothing to do with him, and he didn't dare to ask for it. Frago had a background, and if someone from above could take care of it, someone would take care of it.
To be continued...