The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1841 Buying noodles, what big deal could it be!
Swiss bank lobby
The whooshing sound of hurried footsteps rang out.
The man wearing a Tang Monk-style bobblehead hat, carrying a submachine gun, was tapping his head with a black star pistol and saying to the bank manager, "The vault key, and the password."

"Sir, believe me, if you just want money, the counter is enough. You can't take anything from the vault!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a face full of fear, the bank manager, sweating profusely, spoke as if offering him advice.
"Boom!"

Two gunshots rang out. Zhang Cheng broke the man's leg, then pressed the Black Star missile to his forehead and said, "The vault key, and the password."

"I only have one key; the other one is with the board."

He knelt on the ground in anguish, the bank manager almost bursting into tears.
Because this guy was definitely a ruthless bandit who had been planning this for a long time. After all, how would an ordinary person know that Swiss bank vaults require not only bank keys but also passwords?

"work!"

Zhang Cheng coldly addressed Krieg, then dragged him towards the vault.

Just as the two Kriegers slammed the bank doors shut, the rest of the people stood around on guard.
Zhang Cheng strode to the bank vault, raised his hand, and watched the pointer on the counter rotate, saying, "The police will arrive in four minutes, special forces in six minutes, and armed helicopters will seal off the scene in ten minutes. So, let's not waste everyone's time, okay?"

Zhang Cheng addressed the bank manager, asking him to enter his password.

Looking at the expressionless, doll-headed Tang Sanzang in front of him, the bank manager was immediately lifted up by Krieg and forced to enter the password.
After the password was entered, Zhang Cheng looked at the key he had pulled out, then twisted the wire next to it and broke it.

"Crack!"

After inserting a key, Zhang Cheng carefully turned it.

"Crack!"

The unlocking sound rang out, and the bank manager stared at Zhang Cheng in disbelief.

This is a Swiss bank, one of the safest places in the world. Yet, the other party managed to open the vault door using just two twisted wires. Who would believe that!
No, this kind of thing must never be spread. Even if they blow up the vault door with a bomb afterward, they must never say that the thugs opened the vault door with barbed wire!
"Wow!"

As the heavy door was opened, a row of lockers and a mountain of cash were revealed inside.

Stepping into the vault, Zhang Cheng spread his arms wide and exclaimed, "Can you smell it? This is the smell of freedom!"

Swallowing hard, the bank manager cried out in fear, "Sir, please don't kill me!"

"Don't worry, we're ruthless bandits, not assassins. We're professionals!"

Patting the bank manager on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng picked up a handful of diamonds from an inconspicuous spot and threw them in front of him, saying, "Actually, you can think of it as the 'Judas' robbing the bank, right, buddy!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the bank manager's face showed hesitation.

"Time is running out!"

Tapping his watch, Zhang Cheng looked at the bank manager with a sly smile.

"Yes, you're right, it was the Jews who robbed the bank!"

Looking intently at Zhang Cheng, the manager carefully picked up several sparkling diamonds and hid them in his sleeve.
Because of his injury, he will most likely be sent out immediately, at which point the diamonds can be transferred.

As for the exact amount missing from the vault, that needs to be determined by headquarters.

In any case, according to the manager's thinking, this could be an astronomical figure.
After all, banks wouldn't let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Don't think foreigners are stupid. When it comes to interests, foreigners are even more ruthless than Chinese people!

Swiss banks are among the most famous banks in the world, so do they not have bad debts? Yes, they do, but nobody tries to steal them!
Swiss Bank: How the hell do you know I don't have bad debts if you don't rob me?! I can burn through warehouses too, give me a chance!
Federal Reserve: You think you're robbing my money, but it's actually the insurance company's!
Insurance company:
"Click!"

The hands turn, and time continues to move forward.
In the hotel, when Teacher Liu, who was leading the group, entered the room, she immediately noticed that Zhang Cheng was missing and hurriedly asked, "Where is Zhang Cheng?"

"Zhang Cheng went to the bank to withdraw money, Teacher Liu!"

As they were explaining to Teacher Liu, one student immediately spoke up.
Upon hearing his words, Teacher Liu froze on the spot and said, "Withdraw money? Doesn't he know that you can't withdraw money from foreign banks?"

But just as Teacher Liu finished speaking, the sound of sirens wailing came from below.
Looking out the window, I could see police cars speeding past, heading towards the bank not far away.

What happened there?

Looking into the distance with puzzlement, Teacher Liu and the students craned their necks, their eyes filled with curiosity.

When it comes to watching a show, Far Easterners are always at the forefront. The best way to identify your own people abroad is to fire a shot into the sky. The ones running away are definitely foreigners, while those looking around curiously with surprise are definitely your own people.

After all, even at the scene of a shootout between police and criminals, they could squat by the bushes and watch the show with curiosity on their faces!

"Could it be a bank robbery? I've heard these things happen all the time overseas!"

A student asked Teacher Liu curiously.
"None of what you're saying is true!"

He turned to the classmate next to him and said, "In my hometown, there are still signs saying that stealing a police car is illegal!"

That's true. It seems that the Far East is not much quieter than other countries these days!

"Listen up, robbers inside! Lay down your weapons and surrender, or we will take action with force."

Holding the microphone and shouting angrily, the lead officer yelled back.

But before he could finish speaking, a whistling sound of gunfire rang out.
"Da da, da da da!"

Emerging with their submachine guns, the Kriegs were seen firing with fierce expressions.
"clang clang"

The bullets hit the police car, instantly riddling it with holes.

Three Kriegers, while subduing the officers, stepped forward.
Just then, Zhang Cheng, carrying a suitcase, walked out. As he moved, US dollars kept spilling from the bag behind him.

"Wuhu!"

While firing continuously, Zhang Cheng stood on the steps with an excited smile.
"Counterattack! Counterattack! Counterattack now!"

The officers, disoriented and dazed from the beating, couldn't help but roar back.

However, all their shouts were drowned out by the gunfire.
"Whoosh!"

The armed helicopters arrived, and as soon as they appeared in the sky, they were met with terrifying strafing fire.

Two Kriegers suppressed the officers ahead and simultaneously sought cover.

The two Kriegers provided precise sniping, preventing the officers from peeking out.

As for Zhang Cheng, he used a submachine gun to smash the windows of the attack helicopter.

"Danger! Danger!"

A hysterical roar erupted from the crew of the attack helicopter as they realized the situation was out of control.

"boom!"

As the armed helicopter crashed into the street, a loud explosion immediately followed.
Carrying his luggage bag, Zhang Cheng leaped over the railing with one hand and rushed into the alley opposite.
Providing covering fire from the rear, Krieg and his men turned and blew up the oncoming police cars.

The streets, engulfed in flames, were a scene of utter devastation.
But at that moment, Zhang Cheng, disguised as a passerby, arrived at the noodle shop.
"drop!"

"Boss, where are my noodles?"

Seeing the shop owner huddled under the counter in fear, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask him what was wrong.

"Didn't you go to get the money?"

The noodle shop owner stared at Zhang Cheng in shock, completely taken aback.

"Oh, I can't withdraw my family's money from foreign banks!"

Smiling at his boss, Zhang Cheng squinted and explained.

Although he couldn't withdraw the money, he "borrowed" quite a lot!

Zhang Cheng: Don't worry about how I borrowed it, I just won't pay it back!

(End of this chapter)