Then, he glanced at the gold watch on his wrist, a triumphant smile playing on his lips.
"Phew~" Yang Feng was also hiding in the crowd, exhaling a long puff of white smoke. He was actually in a very good mood, and then threw the cigarette butt at his feet to put it out.
Yang Feng watched as the bank's vault was slowly opened, and four robbers, each carrying a large bag, rushed inside, holding down two employees and the bank's owner.
Forced by the robbers, the two employees and the bank owner joined in loading the money, making a total of seven people loading the money, which greatly increased the efficiency.
"Don't be afraid, little girl. As long as we stay quietly in the crowd and don't cause any trouble, they won't kill us randomly."
A middle-aged woman squatting next to Yang Feng whispered to a pretty girl.
"Mmm...mmm." The beautiful girl's body trembled slightly, and tears streamed down her face.
Hearing that familiar voice, Yang Feng was slightly taken aback, then turned around to look at them. The girl was actually Xia Yumo.
She was wearing a light blue dress, the hem of which trailed on the ground. Her captivating willow-leaf eyes were slightly red, and her face was lightly made up, though much of her makeup had been washed away by tears.
"Xia Yumo? What are you doing here?" Yang Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.
Upon hearing this, Xia Yumo suddenly raised her head, her pupils narrowing slightly before a hint of joy flashed across her face. She moved closer to Yang Feng and said:
"Yang Feng~ Great, you're here too!"
She had witnessed Yang Feng's formidable strength last time; he could fight off assassins and even rescue her from robbers.
Instantly, I felt a sense of security.
"Heh, you're happy that I've been robbed here?" Yang Feng said with a slightly cold expression and a hint of sarcasm.
"No, no, I never expected a bank robbery to happen. It's such an absurd thing."
Seeing Yang Feng's somewhat unpleasant expression, Xia Yumo became anxious and quickly waved her hand, whispering something.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng glanced at her indifferently, then looked away and instead turned his gaze to the robber standing guard at the glass door.
It was clear that he kept glancing at his watch, and a hint of panic had surfaced in his eyes.
They may be first-time offenders; they only organized the plan before setting out.
After all, when such a major case occurs, they usually don't escape for long before being caught by the police, but they still have to hold on to a sliver of hope.
At the transit point on the banks of the Zhonghai River, they had already planned their escape to a foreign country. All they needed to do was drive from Yanjing to Zhonghai, and their plan would succeed.
Yang Feng had no intention of taking action. In the past, he might have acted like a saint and stepped in to resolve the matter, becoming a great hero worshipped by everyone.
Unless there is some generous reward.
Immediately, he took out a health cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, lit another one, and exhaled a long puff of white smoke.
So addictive!
Xia Yumo, who was behind, saw Yang Feng still smoking, and her lips twitched. She muttered speechlessly:
"What time is it? Still smoking? Is it really that comfortable?"
She dislikes smoking, especially by men, but seeing Yang Feng's elegant smoking movements and his distinct, smooth features, she actually found him rather handsome.
"Ding! As per the situation, you have received a mission: resolve the bank robbery, bring all the robbers to justice, and save the lives of everyone present. Mission success reward: 60 scrolls; mission failure: sixty lashes with a whip (Executed by Starlight)."
Suddenly, a cold, mechanical system voice echoed in my mind.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng frowned slightly. He had been thinking that he would wait until they all left, then let the police handle the situation themselves, and then quietly leave.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 194 Solution
Immediately, a cold-blooded smile curved his lips, and he exhaled a long puff of smoke, muttering, "A scroll delivered to my door, how wonderful."
Hearing Yang Feng's murmur from behind, Xia Yumo felt a little confused. Before she could speak, one of the robbers in front of her suddenly walked over and tapped his palm with an iron rod.
What intrigued him was whether this kid was such a heavy smoker. How dare he smoke at a time like this? He was practically ignoring them.
It's mainly because of his nonchalant expression; he's putting on airs of aloofness.
"Hey kid, you dare glare at me?! You're asking for trouble?"
The burly robber met Yang Feng's gaze, and a surge of anger rose within him. He pointed his iron rod at Yang Feng and shouted loudly.
"Why should I look at you if you're not looking at me?"
Yang Feng squatted down and looked at him, shrugging slightly.
"Hey, you're pretty arrogant. Believe me or not, I'll knock your head off with this stick. Give me all your cigarettes right now, or else..."
Before the burly robber could finish speaking, Yang Feng suddenly stood up and slapped him hard across the face.
"ah……"
A scream suddenly echoed throughout the entire bank lobby.
The robber was filmed spinning around three or four times, like a spinning top.
He then collapsed to the ground, spitting out several front teeth and a lot of blood. He trembled slightly, saw stars, and was completely disoriented.
Everyone was stunned by this scene. The people who were originally hiding in the crowd and trembling forgot their fear.