My roommate's online boyfriend won't spend any coins, but he'll give me tons of gold

The staff asked her what kind of business she needed to conduct, as usual.

Shen Sui'an took out her bank card and a piece of paper with Wang Xiuhua's card number written on it from her bag and put them into the window below her hand. "I want to transfer the money in this card to this card number."

Her voice was clear and pleasant, clean with a hint of sweetness, and the ending notes were soft, making it very beautiful.

The person behind her, holding a phone, narrowed their eyes slightly, their gaze fixed on her the moment the phone rang.

Shen Suian didn't realize that he was only thinking about transferring the money as soon as possible and then calling to confirm. Shen Peng's hometown was far away, a ten-hour train ride away, while the high-speed rail would be faster.

Wang Xiuhua was home alone, and she needed to rush back to take care of her family, so she bought a train ticket and left that same day.

This reflects both trust in the Shen family and a sense of helplessness.

With two paralyzed people in her family and a baby crying for food, she couldn't stay away.

The person at the counter was a girl. After receiving the card, she started operating the computer. For some reason, Shen Sui'an felt that her movements were a bit slow and her eyes were wandering, glancing outside from time to time.

It's like they're waiting for something or someone to appear.

Shen Sui'an felt strange and wanted to turn around to see what was outside. She had just turned around in her chair when a loud commotion suddenly came from the doorway.

The loud thud as the glass door was kicked open echoed like a thunderclap in the bank lobby.

An unexpected change occurred.

The security guard at the entrance was kicked away, spitting blood, and crashed heavily in the center of the lobby, with two bright bloodstains on his chest.

A masked man stormed into the hall, slamming his fist into the ceiling with a loud bang. Spittle flew as he roared, "All of you, get down the fucking spot! Hands over your heads! Anyone who moves, I'll shoot them!"

Before he could finish speaking, several more thugs dressed in the same manner rushed in.

The air froze instantly.

Screams and cries of terror rose and fell, and people in the waiting area immediately crouched down with their heads covered in fear.

The elderly woman closest to the door, having finished her business and preparing to leave, dropped her reusable bag with a "thud," shattering eggs all over the ground. She trembled violently, unable to hear what was being said, and instinctively curled up.

The automatic roller shutter door was violently pulled down with a loud bang.

Five or six thugs, scrambling through the egg yolk, charged menacingly toward the counter. Shen Sui'an gasped, her back slamming against the cold marble, breaking out in a cold sweat.

How could that be?

How did she end up experiencing something that only happens in movies?

After the initial shock came an overwhelming sense of absurdity, followed by extreme fear. Shen Sui'an trembled with fear, her teeth chattering uncontrollably, yet she clenched her teeth tightly.

Don't cry, don't panic.

For now, do as the robbers say, don't anger them, protect yourself, and save your life.

Her parents are still in the hospital; she can't afford to get hurt.

But her legs wouldn't obey her commands; she was frozen in place, unable to move from her chair, as the menacing robber was about to approach her.

Get moving!

Quickly cover your head and squat down!

One step, two steps, three steps, the robbers were getting closer and closer to her.

The more Shen Suian thought about it, the weaker her legs became. Looking at the robbers, her eyes were red with fear, but she kept biting her lip to keep herself from crying.

Shen Sui'an felt like she couldn't breathe and that she was going to die.

She's so useless.

Faced with such a life-threatening situation, she couldn't even stay calm and could only watch helplessly as she died.

Waaah, Mom and Dad, your daughter might be leaving you first.

"Feed—"

The sudden sound from her side, deep and with a touch of nonchalance, strangely shattered the extreme tension of fear in her chest.

The voice wasn't loud, and it didn't even have much variation, yet it made her uncontrollably trembling shoulders pause for a strange half-second.

Shen Sui'an subconsciously shifted her gaze, only to meet a pair of deep eyes.

He was still sitting on the sofa, his posture still so languid, as relaxed as if he were at home.

His appearance is strikingly handsome; even when sitting, he can't hide his nonchalant air, yet he's surprisingly like a steadfast mountain, possessing a reassuring strength.

Shen Sui'an stared at him blankly. The blood that had been flowing backward slowly warmed up, and the trembling that had been uncontrollable subsided inexplicably.

The robbers were furious that someone could remain so calm even at a time like this.

He yelled menacingly, "What are you yelling about? Get down on your knees, you want to die?!"

Seeing that he showed no fear and even smiled, Shen Sui'an reminded the robber, "Aren't you taking my phone?"

The robber paused for a second, then coughed. "Of course I'll take it!"

He turned to the others and shouted, "Take all the hostages' phones!"

Immediately, someone took action. The first person to rush into the hall collected everyone's phones and placed them on the counter.

Chen Zhiye suddenly let out a soft scoff, his tone laced with sarcasm.

The robber became even more annoyed, snatched the phone from Shen Suian's hand, and turned to look at the person on the sofa, "Where's yours!"

"Here it is."

Chen Zhi slowly took out his phone and handed it over. The robber snatched it and put it on the counter.

"What are you wearing on your ears?!"

"Headphones." He slowly took out the electronic device and handed it over.

The robber snatched it and threw it onto the counter.

The waiting area across the street was packed with people. The guard shouted, "Old Zhang! Are you dawdling and courting death?! Hurry up and bring everyone over; it'll be easier if they all huddle together!"

The robber who called for Old Zhang turned around and replied, "Understood."

He pointed his weapon at them, his eyes menacing, and gestured, "You two, get over there and squat down."

Shen Sui'an had regained some strength and stood up while holding onto the chair. The person on the sofa obeyed the instruction, lowered his long legs, and his tall figure suddenly rose from the ground.

Shen Sui'an subconsciously held her breath and looked up. With her height, she had to raise her chin just to meet his gaze.

How tall must this person be?

The robber's hand gripping the weapon trembled violently. Damn, this guy was half a head taller than him. He looked thin, but somehow standing up gave him an inexplicable sense of intimidation that made him afraid to move.

Old Zhang shook his head. It was all an illusion. He was the robber now!

Chen Zhi didn't rush to act. He simply raised his eyes slowly and glanced at the current state of the hall. His gaze was extremely indifferent, without the slightest ripple. What surged deep in his eyes was not panic or fear, but a kind of indifferent scrutiny, as if he were looking at an insignificant object that was about to be scrapped.

The robber felt a sudden chill and didn't dare to confront him. Instead, he turned and slammed the cold metal pipe onto Shen Sui'an's shoulder. "Get down there, you bastard!"

The icy chill of the weapon crept up her spine, causing Shen Sui'an to stagger. Her legs, already weak, gave way and she fell to the side. Afraid that if she fell, the robbers would never let her get up again, she grabbed the clothes of the person beside her, staggering and half-bending as she bumped into his waist and abdomen.