northernbook Chapter 827 Money Is In Your Pocket
Chapter 827 Money Is In Your Pocket
The black female student said: "This is where black people live, they call this a ghetto.
These children simply cannot get into a good school, and even if they go to school, they are doomed not to find a good job.
So some families give up on raising their children. "
The car turned a corner and suddenly heard an explosion.
The black female student screamed: "The gangsters are fighting again in front."
Everyone in the car squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Seeing such a real scene, the audience in the live broadcast room was also infected.
Unconsciously, he lowered his head as they held their heads.
Soon, someone came to his senses and said:
"Hold the grass, I was taken into the ditch, I was so scared that I almost peed my pants."
"We are watching the live broadcast in Huaxia, it is very safe."
This drove the emotions in the live broadcast room, and someone said with emotion:
"It's better for Huaxia, don't worry about gangsters shooting at all times."
"You're at the bottom and you won't be shot by the police."
While people were discussing, their car was sandwiched between the back and the front bus.
Huang Kun, who was driving, yelled:
"It's not good, we're stuck here."
The audience in the live broadcast room just said: "Be careful."
The studio was plunged into darkness.
"The live broadcast was interrupted. I don't know if they can get out of danger."
Aobo was afraid that the gangsters in the United States would see the live broadcast in the car, so they hurriedly turned off the live broadcast software.
But he secretly poked a hole in his clothes and turned on the video on his phone.
The black camera of the mobile phone video was facing the hole in the clothes.
Huang Kun didn't dare to move, because Xiao Zhan didn't give any order.
People got off from the front and rear buses.
With weapons on their backs, they walked towards the car where Xiao Zhan and the others were.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The gang slammed the door of the car with the butt of the gun again.
Xiao Zhan stood up, patted his equipment, everything was well prepared.
He walked towards the car door calmly, and asked the people outside:
"Dude, why are you banging on the door for no reason?"
"There's no reason? Who's chatting with you two? You must be rich when you drive such a luxurious car.
Take out the money, leave the car to us, and leave immediately. "
Before Xiao Zhan could speak, the black female student said:
"You can't trust them, once you hand over everything, you are useless at all.
What awaits you is death! "
Xiao Zhan nodded: "You stay in the car, my brothers and I get out of the car and come to talk to them about the conditions."
The black female student said worriedly: "No, these robbers will kill you."
Huang Kun said: "Don't worry about that, if you can get out of the car and negotiate conditions with them, then you will be able to subdue their wrists.
The black female student was still surprised, and she spread her hands and said, "You don't have guns in your hands, but they have guns."
But a group of people have already got out of the car and closed the door.
I saw Xiao Zhan said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's not good to just block the road and rob so brightly in broad daylight?"
The leader, with a tuft of yellow hair on his head, walked over with a gun.
He looked Xiao Zhan up and down:
"Okay, don't worry about it, I'll ask you, are you their leader?"
Xiao Zhan nodded: "You guessed right."
"Are you rich?"
Xiao Zhan pointed to the upper pocket of his clothes:
"It's all here, if you want, let's go to the side and talk about it."
Hearing Xiao Zhan's admission that he is rich, a bunch of Huangmao's subordinates were so happy that they got carried away.