Transformers In Marvel

　　 A noisy "farce" is being staged at a newly opened large bank.

　　 Three robbers wearing various clown masks rushed into the bank holding up machine guns. They appeared suddenly and acted more arrogantly. They drove the bus to the door of the bank, jumped off and killed them. Many bank security guards were killed immediately, and many citizens sitting in the bank were killed at the same time. The three clowns were precise and brutal with their marksmanship, and they cooperated very well. The sudden attack made the armed forces of a bank unable to resist.

　　 "Get down and don't move! Get down on me!"

　　 "Miss, do you want to have fun together? Boom! Asshole, I told you to not move on your stomach!"

　　 Three clowns cleaned a bank frontally.

　　 "The three people in the front, the two people on the rooftop, we have to divide our money into five." The man wearing a clown mask gestured his fingers and said to his two partners.

　　 "It's six copies, don't forget the planner of the action, that clown." The ruthless clown shot to death the security guard and took a hostage.

　　 "He thought he could sit back and enjoy his achievements? It's ridiculous! We grab the money. Why does he move his mouth to divide our money? I know why he is called a clown." said the man in the hideous clown mask.

　　 "Why?"

　　 "Because he is a clown! A ridiculous clown!" said the hideous mask.

　　 The smiling clown at the end did not speak, his viper-like eyes looked at everything coldly. Observing carefully, the smiling clown's hands would twitch unconsciously from time to time.

　　 Two criminals wearing clown masks jumped directly to the bank rooftop and went straight to the nearby voltage device.

　　 The red-eyed clown skillfully turned on the voltage device, and at the same time took out the instruments in his backpack and began to cut off all the lines of the bank.

　　 "How's the situation?" The blue-eyed clown who was on guard behind him suddenly asked.

"The silent siren was found... It's done, but weird, they didn't call 911, but dialed a private number..." The red-eyed clown frowned, and finally successfully cut off the line and all possible ways to connect to the outside world. .

　　 "What's the problem with this?"

　　 "No, no, I have all done it."

boom!

　　 The red-eyed clown was shot to death by the blue-eyed clown behind. The blue-eyed clown carried the baggage and went straight to the money vault. He took out the high-end electric drill from the bag and went in facing the metal gate of the money vault. Another clown broke in. This was a man with a yellow eyelid clown mask. He was carrying a pile of backpacks for them to carry money.

　　 "What kind of bank is this? They used a five-kilowatt power supply to connect to the bank. It's crazy." The blue-eyed clown grumbled, which increased his workload.

　　 The yellow-eyed clown asked, "Where is the guy who cracked the alarm?"

　　 "I slaughtered him, and the boss asked me to get rid of him on the spot after he finished the work, so I could lose a share of the money, right?"

　　The door of the money vault was finally drilled through, and the blue eyes moved the door with some effort. It can be seen that Blue Eye is a rare master, very proficient in this industry.

　　 "It's funny." The yellow-eyed clown slowly took out his weapon, "The boss gave me the same task."

　　 "What? Wait! No! No!"

boom! Bang bang bang!

　　 The yellow-eyed clown was very cautious. He fired several shots and killed his teammates. He carried his backpack and rushed into the money vault to make money in several bags. I don't know when there are many buses coming outside, waiting to get the money. What they grab is time, and they have to pack as much money away as possible in the shortest possible time.

　　 As for why not find a hacker expert and directly conduct electronic remittances? Ha ha ha... They are rooted in Gotham, not to say that after finishing the ticket, they will wash their hands and go flying high. Although the electronic method is fast, the thing is, after all, typing a bunch of numbers on the computer, and the police can freeze their accounts in the same way.

　　 Real coins are far more reliable to them than electronic ones.

　　 In the lobby of the bank, three clowns brutally dragged people out of the counter one by one to prevent them from hiding behind and throwing cold guns. Although people are afraid of like a poor lamb, according to probability theory, there will always be people in a group who will stand up and fight hard, especially those with vested interests.

　　 The bank boss stared, holding a shotgun, and slammed to death the most arrogant cold clown.

　　 The ferocious clown and the smiling clown hurriedly hid behind a counter.

　　 "You bastards, do you know whose bank this is?! Do you know who covers this bank? You are dead, don't even want to leave!"

　　 The boss screamed while loading and firing frantically. If this bank is robbed, all depositors in accordance with the law can keep accounts on him, and he will have to spend his next life in unlimited repayments. He is also willing to go all out, either now he is dead, or he will move bricks to repay the money in his next life.

　　 "Hey, he has shot so many shots, it seems there are no bullets, right?" the clown asked.

　　 Smiling Clown seldom speaks, he glanced at each other with a cold gaze, and nodded heavily.

　　 The ferocious clown was excited in an instant, he stood up and was about to shoot the arrogant lamb to death. Just squat on the ground and wait to be robbed. Why is there always trouble?

boom!

　　 The boss fired another shot, but it missed.

　　 The ferocious clown lay down on the ground awkwardly, yelling at the smiling clown: "How do you learn math? Did your physical education teacher teach it?"

　　 "He has no bullets now." The smiling clown stood up and knocked the boss down with a shot.

"This time we should make a lot of money. If the clown is smart enough, he should arrange a car to transport the money. After all, he is the planner of the action." The clown clung to the gun and turned around in the hall. .

　　 Suddenly, the ferocious clown raised his gun at the smiling clown, and there were only two criminals left in this hall.

　　 "I bet that the clown will let you kill me at the end, right?" The corners of the clown's mouth lifted up, and his smile was indeed a bit hideous.

"What?" Smiling clown looked a little surprised, looked down at his watch, "No, no, you misunderstood me, my task is to kill the bus driver~www.NovelMTL.com~ bus driver? What bus driver? Tell me! What bus driver?!" The ferocious clown was a little nervous. The final winner can take all the money, which is a huge sum of money.

　　 Boom!

　　 A bus smashed through the gate and drove in arbitrarily, knocking the clown out. I saw a bloodshot from the head of the hideous clown, and saw that he could not survive.

The yellow-eyed clown who came out of the money vault opened the car door and greeted the smiling clown: "The mission is complete, that guy must be unable to wake up. We are over from school, we should withdraw, and get in the car quickly! This time I robbed a lot of money. , The boss must be very satisfied... By the way, what about the others?"

　　 Smiling Clown shot and killed the only remaining yellow-eyed clown with a backhand shot. He walked a bit crookedly, his arm was shaking unconsciously, and he was a lunatic.

　　 "Damn, you can't run! Who are you?" The boss breathed a sigh of relief. He witnessed all this farce, and a little sadness rose in his heart.

　　 "What? Sir, are you asking me? Are you asking me?" The smiling clown staggered, half-walking and half-moved to the boss's side, slowly took off the clown mask, revealing the terrible face behind the mask!

　　 The man was dressed in a thick costume, and the excessive and exaggerated skin care powder spread on his face, making his entire face white. I don't know how many layers of eyeliner he has put on so that he has nauseating dark circles under his eyes. The most numb scalp is undoubtedly that mouth. Starting from the lips, the left and right cheeks each have a diagonally upward crack. At first glance, they seem to be a smiling face cut out with a knife by life. Most of his face has been cut, and together with his lips, they form a big smile. , The hair is creepy.

　　 The smiling clown grabbed the head of the boss, and said madly, "Hee hee... You ask me? I am the clown!"