Chapter 77-I, Joker Nemesis

In the hall, the egg pain robber dragged the money bags one by one to the door. He gasped and said, “There is so much money! If Joker is smart enough, he should really let us drive in a big car, and Not driving a car!”

The co-pilot robber, Joker, walked over, nodded, and left his back to the egg pain robber.

“Boy, I dare say that Joker has confessed that once you put the money in the right place, you will shoot me, right? But it’s a pity, it’s you who died!” The egg pain robber took the gun and aimed the gun at Joker’s back. .

Joker turned his head slowly, looked at his watch and shook his head and said, “No, no, I am going to kill the bus driver.” After he finished speaking, he moved aside slightly.

“Bus driver? What are you talking about? What bus driver!?” Dan Pain the robber wondered.

“Crack!”

At this time, a kindergarten bus rushed in from the gate and directly knocked the egg-pain robber who was aiming with a gun into the air several meters away.

“Oh, man, you drive really hard.” Joker said to the bus driver who just got off.

“School is over, it’s time to withdraw!”

“Okay, it’s time to withdraw, move the money up first and help.” Joker ordered.

The two of them started to carry money bags on the bus.

“What about the others?” The bus driver asked Joker after carrying the last purse.

The answer to him was a bullet.

After finishing, Joker was about to get in the car, and the lobby manager spoke.

“Do you think you are smart? Huh…” Although the lobby manager’s gunshot wound was not killed immediately, it was not far from death. The cough interrupted his words, and he continued after a long time. “The people who planned all this…very abnormal…you will end up just like them!”

Joker heard the mumbling of the lobby manager, so he didn’t worry about getting in the car. He walked slowly like shopping, listening to the lobby manager’s words.

“The old bad guys…will be principled no matter what, the honor of the Gotham bad guys…respect…cough cough cough!”

“I started as a gang before, look at you… what principles can you talk about! What principles can you have in tm!”

Joker shook his head, and put a pistol into Manager Datang’s mouth. The lobby manager couldn’t resist at all.

Ugly Lord smiled and said: “My principle is…Anything that can’t kill me will make me…”

“Weirder!”

As he said, he took off the Joker mask from his face.

Manager Datang looked at the person who took off the Joker mask in front of him, and turned out to be dressed as a Joker. Only then did he understand that the person in front of him was the lunatic who had just become famous recently!

Joker!

“Boom!”

Blood splattered all over the floor, Joker pulled the trigger and gave the lobby manager a good time, then he got into the bus without a hassle and drove away.

Mu Qiu watched Joker get on the bus, and quietly followed out…

Outside the bank, dozens of buses with the same shape were picking up children after school. Joker drove the bus and got in.

“Is it this way to escape? Basically, it is really seamless.” Mu Qiu sighed.

The bank alarm was dismantled and the police were not notified.

The several buses that happened to be driving outside the bank, like Joker’s bus, have no license plates.

This was also done by Joker half an hour ago.

The bus drivers were anxious to pick up the students, but they didn’t even notice that the license plate had been removed…

There were a lot of vehicles on the road. It was at the peak time. Joker was a little anxious holding the steering wheel. He bored a dollar, folded a paper airplane, and threw it out the window.

“Hey! See what it is!”

On the bus next to him, a little fat man pointed out the window.

Now, a row of children looked at the dollar paper airplane outside the window.

“Wow! Is that money?”

“Yes! That’s money! One hundred dollars!”

“Come on! It must be fake, who would use real money to stack a paper airplane!”

Yes, someone will.

Our ugly master will.

He takes money very lightly.

Today he came to rob this bank, in fact, he has a more far-reaching purpose…

“Batman…”

Joker licked his mouth and passed the intersection.”Look! What’s that!” The little fat man surprised Roar again.

“What do you look at! You can see it all day long!” the teacher leading the bus said fiercely.

In the eyes of Little Fatty, it was a blue and yellow…

QQ Speed!

Mu Qiu drove the novice car and followed the bus driven by Joker from a distance.

He is not afraid of being lost. The bus in front of him drives the fastest, and the karting is not afraid of others being blocked, driving his own and it’s done.

“Hey! Boy! Are you dying of the stuff?” A taxi rolled down the window, and the driver yelled at Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu looked at the driver beside him, raised his middle finger, slammed on the accelerator, and followed Joker…

Half an hour later, a building in Gotham was ruined.

Joker carried the money bags upstairs bag by bag, while Mu Qiu hid aside, watching Joker’s actions.

“This guy really has a wrong brain. He moves things in a place where no one is watching and moves like Chaplin…” Mu Qiu spit out, silently watching Joker spend so much time and effort before he put his money in the pocket. All moved.

The ugly master drove away in a rush after carrying the money bag.

When Mu Qiu saw this scene, the corners of his mouth were uncontrollable…and grinned…

That night, the Ugly Master, who had been busy with the follow-up work all afternoon, returned to the unfinished building, looked happily at the pile of bags, and nodded in satisfaction.



His harvest today is quite rich…

There are a total of seven bags, and it is roughly estimated that there are at least 50 million.

“It’s cold…”

After all, unfinished buildings are unfinished buildings, and air leaks everywhere.

Ugly master suddenly thought of an idea.

“Take ten million dollars to burn? Hahaha! What an interesting idea.”



As soon as this idea came up, the ugly master acted.

He smiled and opened a package…

“This is…”

“Who did this!”

“Where’s the lime!”

A bag…

Two bags…

Seven bags…

It’s full of limes, no dollar left…

At the moment, in an apartment near the unfinished building, Mu Qiuzheng counted something with a smirk on his face.

“Six thousand seven hundred and eight…”

“Six thousand seven hundred and nine…”

“Six thousand and eight? Six thousand and eight!”

This is not 6,800 yuan.

This is not six thousand eight hundred dollars.

This is…

“Sixty-eight million dollars! My goodness! I sent it! I sent it!”

“It’s still black to eat black incense! Hahahaha!”

Mu Qiu lay in a simple house made of dollars, with a GC expression on his face.

He just wanted to get sick of Joker, but he didn’t expect this amount of money, but he realized that he was really a money fan.

“Small money…little money…so sweet! So sweet!”

At this moment, outside the window of Mu Qiu’s apartment, a black figure was lying on the wall and watching everything.

He shook his head, kicked the window open, and rushed in.

When Mu Qiu saw the visitor, he hurriedly explained.

“Comrade! Comrade! I didn’t dare to spend a dime!”

“This! Whose money is this! Who is going to frame me! How did it put it in my room! It was piled up into a house? I don’t know! I didn’t do it!”

Batman watched Mu Qiu’s performance silently…

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