Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 531 The Unresolved Feelings About the Genuine and Fake Bronze Inscriptions (17)

Since Xiong Bufan couldn't do handicrafts, he took Sun Sisi out to collect scraps again.

Such a young child doesn't have skillful hands, so the things they make are all rough and few people buy them. It's better for them to just collect scraps and sell them for money.

If he encounters some rude people, Xiong Bufan might just rob them.

Kongkong felt that Xiong Bufan treated Sun Sisi very well, buying her ice cream and teaching her martial arts, which was a privilege that many children didn't receive.

"Bufan, why are you so good to Sun Sisi?"

Xiong Bufan: "I'm investing in this, so this little brat will take care of me in the future."

Kongkong thought to himself: "Your lifespan is far longer than hers, so keep fooling yourself."

Fearing that Kongkong wouldn't believe him, Xiong Bufan continued, "Look, she's now collecting scraps to support her husband."

Sun Sisi handed over a beverage bottle at the right moment, which Xiong Bufan put into the snakeskin bag.

Kongkong lay on the mat with its head tilted to the side, hooked a small dried fish with its paw and put it in its mouth, crunching it one after another.

She didn't even bother to complain. If Xiong Bufan had relied on the few bottles Sun Sisi had collected to survive, he would have starved to death long ago.

Oh well, as long as Xiong Bufan is happy.

Xiong Bufan and Sun Sisi arrived at the bank entrance while collecting scraps. The people there were dressed smartly, and Xiong Bufan, carrying a snakeskin bag, stood out from the crowd.

A gunshot rang out, and chaos erupted in the surrounding area.

The bank's main doors were tightly shut, and the sliding doors were pulled down, effectively sealing off the entire bank.

It's obvious they've encountered a robber.

After the police were called, everyone around the bank quickly fled, leaving only a few people watching the commotion from a short distance away.

Xiong Bufan was initially just watching the spectacle, but when he realized it was a bank robbery, his lips curled into a wide grin—his chance to make a fortune had arrived.

Kongkong, fearing that Xiong Bufan might do something foolish, reminded him, "Bufan, don't rob a bank with them!"

Xiong Bufan laughed even harder, "I never do anything illegal, I'm going to be a robber."

Not only would he be innocent, but he could also keep the money for himself. Thinking of this, Xiong Bufan's smile grew wider and wider.

Seeing Xiong Bufan grinning foolishly, Sun Sisi quickly reached out and tugged at her, "Okay, okay, what's wrong with you?"

It's too dangerous here, shall we go back?"

Xiong Bufan's eyes were full of determination. "Sisi, I'll help you get rich. You just need to stay by my side for a while."

In that short time, the police arrived.

The bank, which was bustling with people just moments ago, has now become a walled city. The police and Xiong Bufan outside want to get in, while the hostages inside want to get out.

Sun Sisi and Xiong Bufan squeezed into the crowd of onlookers. "Okay, okay, do you think they can all be rescued?"

Xiong Bufan's attention was focused on the money. "I don't know. How much money do you think is in the bank? Is it enough to last a lifetime?"

Before Sun Sisi could speak, an elderly passerby chimed in, "At least twenty million, it would take two lifetimes to spend that much."

"A lot of money."

An elderly woman by the roadside chimed in, "Yes, but you have to be alive to enjoy them."

Xiong Bufan: "I'll definitely live to spend it."

The bank was surrounded by a large cordon, making it difficult to see anything clearly.

The police have started calling out, but there has been no response from inside.

The army arrived from behind, and sniper rifles were already set up not far away.

The crowd began to disperse, the police started doing other work, and the mental health experts began to call out, "You are surrounded, release the hostages."

The door was opened, and a portly man was thrown out. The bank's roll-up door was quickly closed again.

The man lay motionless on the ground, the blood on his neck already dried, indicating he had been dead for some time.

Xiong Bufan covered Sun Sisi's eyes and continued watching the commotion.

A voice came from inside the bank again, "Let us leave, or one person will die every two hours. We'll just die together."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Bufan frowned. Life is precious.

Sun Sisi tugged at Xiong Bufan's sleeve, "Alright, let's go back."

It's too dangerous here, and the police are driving us away.

Xiong Bufan, with practiced ease, grabbed Sun Sisi by her clothes, lifted her up, and left without hesitation. He then placed her in front of a policewoman, saying, "Keep an eye on her for me, thank you."

Just as Zhao Ling was about to ask Xiong Bufan where the child came from, Xiong Bufan had already disappeared.

Sun Sisi was left standing there, looking like she wanted to cry but didn't.

Zhao Ling sighed, squatted down, and asked softly, "Little friend, where did your mother go?"

"I don't know either, boohoo."

Zhao Ling sighed and pulled Sun Sisi to leave. It was too dangerous to be in a place with robbers.

The chances of a large-scale bank robbery happening in China are very small; they just happened to be in one this time.

Xiong Bufan couldn't understand why these people were so slow in getting things done, taking so long to resolve the issue.

She couldn't rob anyone even if she wanted to, and she couldn't get in even if she tried to help.

Xiong Bufan: "Kongkong, help me block the surveillance cameras. I'll sneak in through the back door."

"it is good."

Xiong Bufan bypassed the main entrance and quickly arrived at the back of the building, which, without exception, was also sealed off.

We definitely need to get in, but we need to come up with a good way.

The situation inside the bank was somewhat tense. The robbers had a clear division of labor: some were robbing money, some were standing guard with guns, and one was staring at his watch, seemingly waiting for someone.

The hostages handed over their gold and silver jewelry. Those who didn't cooperate or had no money were taken to a separate circle. If they weren't allowed to leave within two hours, they would be the first to be killed.

Someone just died, and these penniless people are terrified. They frantically reach into their pockets, trying to use the money they have to save their lives.

The robbers remained silent, only glancing at their watches.

A woman dressed in white stood up shakily from the circle. "Please, please let me go. I have a child at home, he's only one year old, he can't be separated from his mother."

With a "bang," a gunshot rang out, and the woman fell to the ground, clutching her leg and wailing.

Lu Wenzheng put away his gun and said mercilessly through the voice changer, "What does it matter to me if there are children in the family? They're not my children!"

Bai Jiayue glanced at Lü Wenzheng while looking at her watch, and said disapprovingly, "Next time, just kill him directly. Shouting like that is too noisy."

"it is good."

When the woman heard that they were going to beat her to death, she covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound.

Those in the circle were even more frightened, covering their heads and crouching on the ground, while the woman lay prone on the ground.

These robbers are so ruthless; they opened fire without warning. Why aren't the police here yet?

After much effort, Xiong Bufan finally climbed into the air conditioner's ventilation duct.