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Chapter 86 Brother One Let Me Be Crucified (Fourth Watch Subscribe!)

"Chua Chua"

During the rotation of the printing press, one thousand yuan bills were stacked together.

When a certain number is reached, the printing press stops.

The killer standing aside awkwardly transferred the printed banknotes, and at the same time carried the raw materials under Ma Wenxin's command.

Qin Yi put on the gloves carefully, carefully pulled out a banknote, looked at the light, and showed a ferocious smile.

"Mr. Ma's workmanship is good, and the printing is exactly the same as the real banknote."

Ma Wenxin complained from the side: "Boss, you are crazy, this is a banknote printing factory, and of course what is printed is true."

Qin Yi showed a meaningful smile, "The real can't be fake, and the fake can't be real."

Ma Wenxin was startled, "What do you mean?"

Qin Yi didn't explain, but looked at the paper and ink piled aside, and patted Ma Wenxin on the shoulder, "You should learn how to print pounds."

"It's inexplicable." Ma Wenxin complained in a low voice.

As the printed banknotes gradually piled up, the killers' emotions became more and more high, even a little too high.

Some people were shaking with excitement, some were banging their heads against the wall, some were crying and laughing, and some were working on the spot.

Ma Wenxin was a little panicked when he saw it, "Hey, boss, your subordinates seem to be a little abnormal."

"It's okay, they are poor and crazy." Qin Yi didn't care about the performance of those killers, anyway, they won't be crazy for long.

"How can I make them stop? I'm a little panicked." Ma Wenxin couldn't help but said.

"Cut the banknotes and let them hold them to count." Qin Yi snapped his fingers, "Get out a batch first and send them away, then you load the materials into the car, and then go first."

"I go first?" Ma Wenxin couldn't believe his ears, "You let me go?"

Qin Yi glanced at him casually, "What? Do you think I'll kill you to silence you?"

Ma Wenxin sighed, "I have worked in the banknote printing factory for more than ten years, and I have been working hard. In the end, the house was gone, and the girlfriend broke up. When something happened, the boss asked me to take the blame and even fired me!"

"At that time, I would swear, I must make them look good!"

"I want to fight for my breath. I don't want to prove that I am great. I just want to tell people that what I lost must be taken back."

Ma Wenxin took a deep breath, "You have made such a big deal today, the Financial Management Bureau has lost all face, and it can be regarded as helping me fulfill my wish, so even if you want to get rid of me, I am willing."

Qin Yi sneered, "Crazy, quickly put your things in the car and take [-] million banknotes with you. Don't take any more, or it won't be easy to wash."

Ma Wenxin looked at Qin Yi, hesitated to speak, and finally nodded silently.

Qin Yi casually took the certificate signed by Mr. Li into Ma Wenxin's arms, and walked out humming.

With the cutting machine down, the brand-new thousand-yuan bill was finally completed.

The killers stared with blood-red eyes, and then began to count the money in piles.

This way of counting money almost drove them crazy. It used to be about the number of sheets, but now it is about stacks.

They feel that their lives have reached the pinnacle.

Among the crazy people, Ma Wenxin remained calm and carried the paper and ink to the truck, and then the [-] million banknotes.

At the same time, Qin Yi called Vice President Li and Fang Zhiwei out, gagged, and pulled off the bomb vest.

He took off Fang Zhiwei's coat, trousers and shoes and stuffed them into his backpack.

Finally, the two of them were tightly packed into the carriage, and the door was closed and locked.

Ma Wenxin took a deep look at the banknote printing workshop, with nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, and finally jumped into the car.

After checking the documents, the security guard at the gate opened the gate.

Seeing the truck smoothly drive out of the banknote printing factory and disappear into the night, Qin Yi smiled.

I'll see you when I get the board done.

Qin Yi hummed and walked to the corner of the banknote printing workshop, looked at the other four hostages, and took off the bomb vests on them.

Then he snapped his fingers, "The lost dog!"

"The Lost Dog!!"

"The Lost Dog!!!"

After barking three times in a row, the mourning dog came back to his senses from the pile of banknotes, and then ran over with a flattering smile, "Boss, what are your orders?"

"Untie them!"

"Ah?" Sanggou was stunned for a moment, feeling a little silly.

This is to let people go?
"Do it!" Qin Yi gave him a cold look.

"Okay, boss." Sanggou endured doubts and untied the ropes on them.

The four of them just broke free from the rope, and impatiently took off the cloth strips from their mouths, and looked at Qin Yi with terrified eyes.

"What are you looking at me for?" Qin Yi said expressionlessly, "Let's go."

The four of them stared blankly, looked at Qin Yi in disbelief, and asked tremblingly, "Are you willing to let us go?"

"Of course!" Qin Yipi smiled and waved his hands, "I, Wang Ying, is a man of credibility, and he will do what he says. Of course, he won't break his promise if he lets you go. Let's go."

The four people looked at each other, and no one dared to move. Finally, the chief of the security department gritted his teeth and took the first step.

Qin Yi still looked at them blankly, without saying anything.

The four of them ran out as soon as they were granted amnesty.

Because they were too panicked, their legs were weak, and two people fell down several times in a row, but they tried their best to get up and continue running.

Qin Yi sneered, picked up the submachine gun, pulled the trigger, and the thirty-round magazine was emptied in a few seconds.

The dense bullets hit the bodies of the four people in an instant, bringing up a cloud of blood mist. The four people who were running twitched and fell to the ground, lifeless in a blink of an eye.

The gunshots echoed in the closed workshop, and the killers who were counting money in the distance looked up. Seeing that the boss was killing them, they stopped caring and lowered their heads to continue counting the money.

Qin Yi whistled, "I'm sorry, I also wanted to let you live, but brother one said he would crucify you."

The mourning dog was confused by the scene in front of him, and looked at Qin Yi blankly.

Qin Yi turned his head and gave him a weird smile, then raised his hand and grabbed the mourning dog's neck.

"Crack!"

The mourning dog had its neck broken almost without warning, and fell straight into Qin Yi's arms.

Qin Yi carefully placed the dead dog's body on the ground, and then drew a silencer pistol from his waist.

At this time, the killers still didn't notice anything strange, they were still immersed in the ocean of money and couldn't extricate themselves.

Qin Yi walked towards them with a smile, holding a shock bomb in his hand, pulled out the ring and threw it towards the crowd.

"boom!"

The shock bomb exploded directly in the crowd, and the unsuspecting killer was deaf and blinded by the explosion, and the huge explosion caused several people who were close to him to fall to the ground.

Qin Yi raised the silencer pistol and pulled the trigger.

"Puff puff!"

A series of muffled gunshots sounded, and the killers fell to the ground screaming.

Qin Yi pulled out another silencer pistol, and fired at the corpses on the ground one by one.

"Oh, what's wrong with you, you have to be a killer." Qin Yi sighed, "Be a good person in your next life."

"There are two more in the monitoring center." Qin Yi reached out and touched the disguise mask on his face.

After a while of illusion, Qin Yi's face became exactly the same as Fang Zhiwei's.

Then he took out Fang Zhiwei's coat and pants from his backpack and threw them on the ground, and put on a one-piece raincoat for himself.

Fortunately, Fang Zhiwei was about the same height and figure as himself, otherwise it would be a bit tricky.

(End of this chapter)