Quickly cross the boss, he is in love to death

Chapter 5 She is scarier than homework 5
Little Charcoal: "...Let me take another look at the balance, it's a lot of money!"

Ying Ge ignored it.

The voice of the small charcoal sounded again: "Why do you buy chili? You don't want to eat it directly, do you?"

"No?" Ying Ge paused slightly, "It smells delicious."

Little Charcoal didn't know how to stop Ying Ge. When it was struggling, Ying Ge had already walked to a freshly squeezed juice shop.

When Yingge was in line, she poured out the peppers in her bag.

"I want freshly squeezed chili juice." Ying Ge put on a big smile on his face and looked straight at the clerk, "I brought all the raw materials."

Originally, the clerk wanted to say that the store does not sell chili juice, but after seeing several boxes of exquisitely packaged chili poured out on the table, he was at a loss for words.

"Are you sure?" The smile on the corner of the clerk's mouth couldn't hold back, she couldn't imagine that anyone would drink chili juice.

"That... Eating chili juice by mistake can cause burns to the esophagus and even damage the stomach. If it's a prank, splashing chili juice into the eyes is also very dangerous."

Looking at Ying Ge's attire, the clerk preconceived that she was trying to play a prank.

Her tone became serious in an instant, and she reached out and took away all the peppers from Ying Ge.

Before Ying Ge could say anything, the door of the juice shop was knocked open.

There was a loud bang, and everyone looked over.

Those who rushed in were three skinny men, their eyes were black and blue, their expressions were blurred, and they all wore hats and masks.

As soon as the three came in, they smashed the camera in the store, and then pointed their weapons at everyone.

"Don't move! Take out the money! Cash, only cash!" A man in black pointed a sharp fruit knife at the customers in the store.

The other two turned into the cash register, and the other was holding an ax and holding a garbage bag.

"Hurry up, open it! Open it if you don't want to die!" The man who turned into the cashier threatened fiercely.

"Put it in, put the money in it!" The last man held up a garbage bag and spoke anxiously.

"You all are not allowed to move...don't move..."

"We don't want to see blood, so we will hand over all the money if we are sensible."

The man in black who controlled the guests kept walking back and forth in the same place, and seemed to be in a bad state of mind.

The same goes for the other two men. Although they tried to look calm and strong, their bodies had given them away.

The clerk who was loading the money saw the exposed arm of one of them.

There are many dot-shaped wounds on the arm, some of which have healed and some of which are new.

Combined with their current state, the clerk roughly guessed their situation.

Are these three addicts/junkers, or the kind of addicts/junkers who have no cure and are completely controlled by drugs.

All they want now is to get money and buy things that will take them to the world of bliss.

"Hurry up... hurry up! Are you fucking muscular atrophy? Bitch!" The robber's voice snapped back the clerk's sanity.

The clerk tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't help herself.

A sane person might still be able to communicate well, but it's clearly impossible for these three addicts who have lost their minds.

The clerk is now begging them to get their money and get out of here.

"Ah!" A scream suddenly sounded.

A woman's hand was directly tied to the ground.

(End of this chapter)