The Monster I Was Redeemed

Ai Liang went to the courier station first, and asked the people at the courier station to help him deliver the gifts.

For the whole afternoon, Ai Liang was packing, cleaning the house, and checking the daily necessities in need.

Before coming, Ai Liang had reserved the room at the hotel for a whole week just in case.

After the house was rented, he didn't leave. He didn't plan to move in immediately until the house's daily necessities were ready.

A bed without anything, a narrow sofa, how can these big beds in a hotel sleep comfortably.

After finishing the housework, Ai Liang took a taxi back to the hotel.

Ai Liang notified a few friends on her mobile phone, and after telling her that she had found a place to live, she looked at the ceiling and slowly closed her eyes.

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The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

Ai Liang's itinerary today is to go to the Communications Bank in Qianhua City to apply for a bank card.

Because the scholarship of Qianhua Experimental Middle School is issued to the student's bank card, and the bank card must be a telecommunications bank that cooperates with the school.

After all, the number of scholarships for Qianhua Experimental Middle School is not small, and there will definitely be a fixed bank to transfer money.

Otherwise, for the dozens of students, you are a postal worker, and he is a commercial worker. It is very troublesome for the school to transfer money.

Although the school can handle it uniformly for students after the school starts, it still needs to collect the student's citizenship card at that time.

Ai Liang finds it troublesome, so she plans to handle it herself in advance.

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Twenty minutes later, Ai Liang came to the Communications Bank.

There are not many people in the bank, and there are only a dozen people still queuing in the lobby.

After Ai Liang explained his intention to the lobby manager, the female manager, who had just turned 30, enthusiastically led him to an automatic card issuing machine.

Beside Ai Liang, there was a student who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and like him came to apply for a card.

However, there seemed to be something wrong with his machine, and the screen didn't respond no matter how much he clicked.

"Auntie, why is this machine not moving?"

The student appealed to the lobby manager for help.

The female manager, who was wearing a professional suit and light makeup, sank when she heard his shout.

Her good professionalism kept her smiling.

She returned the page to its initial state without changing her face, which directly resulted in the giving of all the identity information she had just filled out for half a day.

The student froze for a moment, then said with a sullen face, "Thank you, Auntie."

Gaba.

The lobby manager took a long breath, and his brows couldn't help shaking.

Her fists stiffened immediately, and there was a slight snapping sound between her fingers.

"Sister, my application information has been filled out, can you give me a fingerprint?"

With this cannon fodder as a demonstration, as long as you are not stupid, you will know how to talk to this menopause manager.

Ai Liang gave up half of her body so that this person could help him with his fingerprints.

The manager who was still sulking one second ago, with an expression like the female ghost in the third-level ghost movie, has turned into a Xiaojiabiyu when he faces Ai Liang the next second.

No wonder it is said that women are born actors. The speed of changing faces is unmatched by the old drama bones of Sichuan Opera.

Ai Liang successfully got the bank card, and just as he was about to leave, a mutation suddenly occurred.

Three masked men, one of whom was carrying a travel bag, got off an off-road vehicle with a masked license plate outside the bank.

They wore masks, long-sleeved solid black tight-fitting hoodies, black sweatpants and black flat sneakers on a hot day, leather gloves over their hands, and loops of tape around their wrists.

On the steps of entering the door, their hands stretched to their waists in unison.

Ai Liang felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the three masked men rushed in the next moment.

boom!

"Everyone get down! Hold your head in your hands!" The masked man in the lead fired a shot at the ceiling.

At this moment, Ai Liang couldn't help but secretly took out his phone and looked at the date. He felt as if he was back in Nevada ten years ago.

Three masked men, one at the door, one in the hall, and one rushed to the iron gate leading to the interior of the front desk. He kicked open the concealed iron door, entered the interior of the front desk, and kidnapped the front desk staff.

The three of them have a clear division of labor and are well-trained.

The people in the hall first exclaimed, and then began to flee in panic.

Someone tried to escape from the bank, but was stopped by the masked man guarding the door and punched in the forehead.

"Go back! Squat with your head in your hands! I don't mind fulfilling you if you want to die!"

The masked man at the door shouted with a gun, slowly pushing the crowd back.

The three moved their hands mercilessly, spreading fear recklessly.

A staff member at the front desk was leaning against the wall with his hands full of blood covering his nose, while another staff member next to him was busy filling his travel bag with money.

The robber who entered the counter stood by and talked to the person who filled the money: "I won't let you open the safe, because I know you don't have permission, you just need to help me load all the cash at the front desk, OK ?"

The robber's tone was very calm, completely different from when he beat another staff member.

This is the method used by repeat robbers.

They generally do not threaten, yell, or physically violent toward the facilitator, but calmly and even graciously let the facilitator listen to his commands.

This is a living experience of Stockholm.

The masked man who was in charge of crowd control in the lobby walked up to Ai Liang with a gun, pointed the gun at the lobby manager and asked, "How many minutes does the security door lock for?"

The lobby manager was already trembling with fright at this time, she said tremblingly: "Five...five minutes..."

Snapped!

He slapped the manager in the face, and the manager's mouth was dripping with blood.

The masked man sneered and stuck to her ear and said, "Be honest! I know it's three minutes!"

The masked man deliberately asked a question he knew the answer to. He did this to see if the bank staff were ready to obey.

Obviously this result did not satisfy him.

"The police have already received the news, hurry up!" said the masked man.

Ai Liang heard a faint communication sound from the masked man's headset.

At this moment, the masked man suddenly grabbed the student beside Ai Liang, stuck his arm around his neck, and pressed the pistol to his forehead.

"The third one, hurry up! Bring someone and go!"

The masked man at the head yelled into the headset.

After all, the masked man guarding the door took out two bottles of strong disinfectant from his arms and swayed them in the hall.

It seems that something like pepper was added to the disinfectant. After the liquid volatilized, it gave off a pungent smell. There were several people in the hall who couldn't help sneezing because they were stimulated.

And the masked man inside the counter is doing the same thing.

After spraying the disinfectant, the masked man rushed out the door with the masked man guarding the door.

The masked man called the third child at the counter just finished loading the money. He quickly rushed out of the front desk, but was stunned when he passed the automatic card issuing machine.

"Damn." The third child scolded secretly.

Like the masked man who just took the lead, he also controlled Ai Liang in the same way.

But at the moment of getting up, Ai Liang took advantage of the masked man's inattentiveness, took her mobile phone from the pocket of the lobby manager, and gave her a hint.

At this time, Ai Liang's mood was very complicated.

In the past, only he had hijacked others, and this was the first time he had been hijacked by others.

Do I have a natural conflict with Qianhua City?

Ai Liang, who was tucked into the back seat, thought in her heart.