The system asks me to pick up trash

Under the pressure from the people, the security had no choice but to walk towards Xiao Yi and the three of them, ready to drive the three garbage pickers away.

At this moment, the door was kicked open, and several masked gangsters rushed in.

The leader held the gun in his hand,

He fired a shot at the ceiling of the bank.

boom!
"Rob the bank!"

The leading gangster pointed a gun at the people and shouted.

People all got under the table, or crawled under the stool.

Xiao Yi also used his arms to push the two girls under the seats.

The security guard who had just walked over was even more nimble. With a sliding shovel, he slipped to the other corner of the bank and hid firmly behind the people.

In the entire savings lobby, only Xiao Yi stood there without changing his face.

"What's the matter with you? Are you scared? Why don't you get down."

Xiao Yi smiled:
"I'm not used to lying on my stomach." Xiao Yi said lightly.

"Then I'll teach you how to get down." The gangster rushed to Xiao Yi, pointed a gun at Xiao Yi's head and said.

"Get down on the ground, or I'll crush you." The guy holding the gun in his hand moved his right hand.

"As long as I move my finger, there will be a big hole in your head, and you will die." The gangster threatened.

"Try it!" Xiao Yi still looked at the gangster who covered his face with stockings very calmly.

The people lying under the stools were all worried for Xiao Yi:
"A trash picker, what kind of hero is he? If you tell him to get down, you can get down."

"My life will be gone in a while, and I'm still stubborn. Is it that good to stand?"

"Shut up, be careful to lure the gangsters over."

Only the two women who followed Xiao Yi in knew that Xiao Yi was not a good person.

"Don't look at us as garbage pickers, but we don't know how many times higher than you."

The two women muttered to the depositors.

The depositors snorted from their mouths:
"It's still high-end, a trash picker, and he doesn't have much money, where can he go to high-end?"

"In a moment, when you see the miraculous scene, just don't scream." The two women turned their heads and ignored them.

People saw the gangster's hand and put the trigger on the gun.

"Oh my god, it's bleeding." Somebody with a prescient reputation cried out first.

Immediately afterwards, the real gun went off!

boom!
The people lying under the stool, under the table, and the somewhat guilty security guard all closed their eyes.

It is conceivable that after the gunshot, the garbage picker was bleeding profusely.

He is so poor.

One aunt sighed and said:

"Hey, the trash pickers haven't lived a good life without worrying about food and clothing, but their lives are gone, so pitiful!"

"It's nothing to be pitiful, who told him to be so cheap.

Everyone else gets down, but he just stands, shows off, is a wimp, and picks up trash. "

However, after a long time, the leading gangster succeeded.

The next plot should be when the gangsters from behind swarmed up, smashed the bank glass, stole the safe, and then hurriedly put a lot of bills into woven bags, the big bills should be flying all over the sky.

But the gangster behind was very quiet and remained silent for a long time.

Mom, what the hell is going on?

All the people lying on their stomachs quietly opened their eyes.

They saw an incredible scene.

The trash picker didn't fall down.

On the contrary, it was the arrogant gangster just now, with a big hole in his head, lying motionless on the ground.

The trash picker stepped on the gun in the gangster's hand, and was still blowing on the gun in his hand proudly.

"True God!"

"What is the identity of this trash picker, who is carrying the most advanced gun in the world?"

The two women lying on the ground said disdainfully:
"Why, this time you are talking about the god of picking up trash? It's not trash anymore?"

"Later, there is something that will surprise you."