Bandits + Bandits

  It's four o'clock, kindergarten is over, and their rules are very strict. They must be picked up by the child's parents or someone approved by the parents. If someone else is picking them up temporarily, they need to confirm by phone first. It's basically impossible for someone pretending to be a relative to trick the kids into leaving with them.

  Lao San hasn't been foolish enough to forcibly snatch a child in broad daylight, he sat quietly in the driver's seat observing, his eyes scanning over these private cars, quickly focusing on that yellow Beetle, right, this car belongs to Scarface's wife.

  Lao San stared at Scarface's wife, watching her until she walked to the kindergarten gate, took out that delicate little girl, and then pushed open the car door to get out. Pretending to be in a hurry, he quickly walked over and whispered: "Sister-in-law, something's happened."

  Shen Fang was taken aback, looking at this unfamiliar middle-aged man, and asked: "Who are you?"

  "I'm Lao Qi, Scar's brother. Today someone made trouble in the store and Scar had him chopped up. He's now being rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. You two hurry up and come with me!" Lao San was frantic, acting very genuine, a true master of acting skills. If he were to join the entertainment industry, fooling his way into winning a Hundred Flowers Award or Golden Rooster Award wouldn't be impossible.

  As expected, Shen Fang believed him and hurriedly picked up her daughter to go drive. Lao San advised: "Sister-in-law, take my car, I'll drive fast."

  Shen Fang thought to herself, feeling anxious and flustered. What if she got into an accident while driving? That would be even worse. Holding her daughter, she walked towards the Passat, but suddenly had a change of heart and took out her phone to dial her husband's number.

  Lao San had been prepared and was secretly dialing Pocky's number with his mobile phone. Shen Fang made three consecutive calls, all of which were busy, making her even more terrified and irritable. Without hesitation, she went straight to the Passat, and the Huai O license plate in front of the car only flashed before her eyes and did not enter her mind.

  Shen Fang and Lao San's conversation was seen by Liu Ziguang, although he didn't hear what they were saying, but his sixth sense told him that Lao San was definitely not doing anything good.

  "Little Bei, do you know that woman?" Liu Ziguang asked, poking Bei Xiaoshuai.

  "I took a look and it seems familiar, isn't that Scar's wife?" said Bei Xiaoshuai.

  "Something's wrong, something bad is going to happen!" Liu Ziguang suddenly stood up and quickly walked towards the kindergarten gate.

  The mother and daughter got on the bus, Lao San sat in the driver's seat, quickly fastened his seatbelt, and a sinister cold smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

  Unfortunately, the cold smile was reflected in the rearview mirror and was seen clearly by Shen Fang. She felt a chill in her heart, and the scene from just now replayed in her mind - it was a Huai'an public security license plate! Her husband didn't have any friends on this road!

  Shen Fang, being a university student, was quite clever and said, "Wait, I left my bag in the car, it has my bank card and money inside, I have to get it."

  It's not easy to trick someone into getting in, how can I let him go so easily? Lao San locked the car door and forced him to say: "No need, I have enough money here." Then he started the car.

  As the wife of the triad boss, Shen Fang still had some awareness and immediately realized she had been deceived. She frantically tried to open the car door, but it was already locked and couldn't be opened. Her little daughter was scared by her mother's frantic actions and cried loudly. Lao San sneered and put the car in reverse, preparing to leave.

  Shen Fang was trying hard to knock on the car window, but no one noticed her because all the parents were waiting at the kindergarten gate for their children to come out. Only Li Ni's sharp eyes caught the abnormality in the Passat. Ever since her child was kidnapped last time, Li Ni's nerves had been more sensitive, and two terrifying words immediately popped up in her mind: "kidnapping"!

  At the same time, in the red taxi at the entrance of the bank, two people had already started to act, taking out black hoods from their pockets and putting them on their heads, pushing open the car door and carrying bags towards the bank.

  Five hundred meters away, in the police car, Hu Rong held a milk tea and grabbed the handheld of the car-mounted intercom to communicate with the command center: "Everything is normal, over."

  As Shen Fang got into Lao San's car, Liu Ziguang's footsteps changed from a quick walk to a run, but it was still too late. The Passat quickly reversed, and no matter how hard he tried, Liu Ziguang only caught a glimpse of Shen Fang's anxious and terrified face in the window before the Passat spun around, corrected its direction, and Lao San swiftly pressed the clutch, shifted into first gear, ready to leave.

  The situation was urgent, and Liu Ziguang couldn't care about that much anymore. He turned his head to take a look, and just saw Li Nian's Volvo parked on the side, with the door open and the car key still inserted in the ignition switch. In one swift motion, he rushed over, and all Li Nian felt was a gust of wind sweeping past her face, followed by a shout in her ear: "Lend me your car for a bit." Then she saw Liu Ziguang get into her own car.

  The Volvo stopped in a not very suitable place, if you want to reverse out, you need to turn the direction several times. But Liu Ziguang is a man of action, he directly turned the direction to the bottom, and the Volvo made a dull noise, rushing straight onto the road curb, crashing into the flower bed, and the rear bumper was immediately scratched beyond recognition. The tires and the cement ground were rubbing violently, emitting a burnt smell, blending with the engine's dull noise, giving people a feeling as if they were on a racing track.

  Lao San's Passat was a manual transmission, while Liu Ziguang's Volvo was an automatic, with fewer startup actions and simpler, more violent movements, which saved even more time. The Volvo shot towards the Passat like a red arrow off the string.

  ……

  At this time, the two masked thugs had already walked into the bank's glass door. The bank security guard saw that something was wrong and immediately came forward to block them. Before he could even pull out his baton, he was shot in the chest with a sawed-off shotgun, which fired five rounds at close range with tremendous force. The security guard was blown backward, with a large bloody wound on his chest, and died instantly.

  There were still a dozen or so customers in the bank, who suddenly let out a burst of screams. The robbers didn't say another word, raised their five-shot guns and fired three shots at the ceiling, shattering three cameras scattered around the room. Then, in a strange accent, they shouted: "Robbery! Everyone get down!"

  ……

  To avoid drawing attention, Passat took the usual route, reversing out and then leaving, which gave Liu Ziguang an opportunity. Between two points, a straight line is the shortest distance, he drove the Volvo recklessly into the green belt, the 2.4-liter engine roaring, the four wide tires turning the soil in the green belt everywhere, the Volvo whizzing out of the garden and rushing straight towards Passat at an angle.

  All this happened in a few seconds, Lao San didn't even have time to react. He heard the noise and turned his head, only to see a red giant beast crashing into him from the side. Instinctively, he hit the steering wheel, and managed to dodge, but the Passat was still heavily hit.

  The collision between the people's god car and the Nordic god car was perfectly demonstrated in this crash, Volvo lived up to its reputation as the safest car, with airbags popping out and the driver unscathed.

  The passengers in the Passat were miserable, Shen Fang's head hit the car door and fainted on the spot with a concussion. However, at the moment of impact, she tightly hugged her daughter in her arms, and the little girl was safe and sound under her mother's protection, without even scratching her skin.

  Lao San was also relatively lucky, as he was wearing a seatbelt and didn't suffer any impact. He just felt dizzy in his head, somewhat disoriented, with ringing ears that couldn't hear anything, but saw a large group of people rushing over from the kindergarten direction.

  "It's no good, we're going to be exposed." Lao San struggled to undo the seatbelt, got out of the passenger seat, opened the car door, pulled the little girl out from Shen Fang's arms, tucked her under his armpit, and stumbled forward.

  Liu Ziguang was dazed by the airbag and lost some time, and when he got out of the Volvo, Lao San had already run tens of meters forward with the little girl in his arms.

  The little girl under Lao San's arm was waving her hands and feet non-stop, crying and making a fuss. Lao San's oily and shiny hair had also become disheveled, looking quite bedraggled. With the child in tow, he couldn't run very fast. As he glanced around, his eyes landed on a taxi parked at the bank entrance, and his footsteps involuntarily shifted in that direction. However, there was no driver inside the taxi. The angry crowd behind him caught up again, and from the street corner ahead, a Santana police car slowly emerged, its red and blue lights flashing alternately.

  In front of him were roadblocks, behind him were pursuing soldiers. Lao San was in a desperate situation with no way out, so he stomped his foot and rushed into the nearby bank lobby.

  The few gunshots just now coincided with the sound of the car crash, and with the parties' nerves being highly tense, no one noticed anyone else. Lao San rushed into the bank lobby with a child in tow, and two robbers hastily turned their heads, whereupon the guy holding the five-shooter subconsciously raised his gun.

  "Wait!" Another guy stretched out his hand to stop his partner, his eyes fell on the third's panicked and disheveled eyes and the little girl's tearful eyes under his armpit. As a seasoned thief who had been wandering around for years, he immediately realized what was happening.

  "Get down!" The bandit drew a heavy black pistol from his waistband and calmly pointed it at Lao San's head.

  Lao San was stunned on the spot, never expecting to encounter a bank robber. As a senior executive of Jindun Company, he was very familiar with various bank robbery cases and knew that those who could do such business were ruthless killers, real big-time thieves, and not on the same level as ordinary underworld figures.

  Ordinary underworld figures mostly run dance halls, bars and bath centers, or monopolize the sand and gravel business. They do semi-gray and semi-black deals. Even if they really want to kill someone, they have to weigh the pros and cons before taking action. Unlike this kind of killer who kills people like it's child's play, with a corpse lying on the ground just three meters away, and blood flowing like a small river, which is clear evidence.

  Lao San immediately squatted on the ground, one hand holding his head and the other still tightly grasping the little girl.

  The robbers holding guns did not shoot Lao San on the spot, because they wanted two more hostages. In the few seconds when their attention was attracted by Lao San, a staff member in the bank counter quietly pressed the alarm button with his foot.

  Right behind, another person burst into the bank lobby like a whirlwind, it was Liu Ziguang who had been chasing after Lao San. The two robbers' guns, which had just been put down, were raised again, one long and one short, with two dark gun muzzles aiming at Liu Ziguang.