Chapter 86

Like a fierce beast,

the car's front facing the van,

it roared and charged straight at them.

"He's going to...."

"Ram us??"

"What the hell.... is this guy insane?"

"We've been robbing a bank, what's that got to do with him?"

In just a few short seconds,

until the very last moment,

the three robbers still couldn't figure out where exactly they'd gone wrong.

At the instant the two vehicles collided,

the robber boss slammed his foot down hard on the brakes,

and through the glass of the black commercial vehicle,

he saw that thin face again,

and in those eyes,

a calm as if there wasn't a single trace of emotion.

Boom!

Amid the tremendous crash,

sparks and debris flew in all directions.

The fronts of the two mid-sized vehicles were completely embedded into each other.

Crack!

Lu Shu tore open the already warped car door and stepped out.

The three robbers in the van—

the one driving had completely passed out.

The other two robbers, covered in wounds, struggled to crawl out of the car door.

Lu Shu found a half-meter-long machete in the van,

and after taking it in hand,

he squatted in front of the two robbers.

Just silently watching the two of them like that,

he stared at them until they were nearly in tears.

"Bro!! Don't kill me!"

"We were just robbing for money, we really didn't do anything else."

Lu Shu calmly planted the blade into the ground in front of the two of them,

and spoke softly,

"One of the most unforgivable things in the world."

"Is stealing money that belongs to me and Lu Xiaomian."

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On the other side,

Wang Feng was driving the police car at full speed,

with two armed helicopters already arriving overhead.

The robbers definitely couldn't escape.

But what he was worried about now was something else,

Lu Shu had better not have gone too far and killed them outright.

That could very well cause trouble.

Earlier, when he heard the boom from up ahead,

his heart had already skipped a beat.

After another long minute,

Wang Feng finally saw the two cars crashed head-on by the roadside.

Seeing the two cars smashed up like that,

he couldn't help but frown hard.

After pulling the police car over to the side of the road, he hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

Then he saw Lu Shu standing quietly beside the two cars,

a half-meter-long machete in his hand,

with bloodstains still faintly dripping down from the blade—drip, drip.

Seeing this scene,

Wang Feng's eyelid twitched hard.

Damn it!

Too late?

Have the robbers already been done in?

He walked over with some heaviness,

Arriving beside the two wrecked vehicles,

Wang Feng let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Good, good!

A false alarm.

They are still alive...

On the side of the van,

three bandits lay:

one was still stuck in the vehicle, his life or death unknown,

while the other two crouched pitifully on the ground,

looking utterly wretched.

Their faces bore the marks of the impact and nosebleeds.

Their bodies were covered in countless wounds,

bleeding without stopping.

Before the two bandits

lay package after package of opened cash.

And strangely,

even though they were bleeding profusely,

the two bandits were still carefully counting that cash.

"You..."

"What are you doing?"

Wang Feng spoke hesitantly.

The scene was too bizarre.

Bank robbers counting money here?

And when the two bandits saw Wang Feng appear,

a look of relief clearly appeared in their eyes.

"Police officer, you're here."

"We are counting the money."

"Yes, yes, this brother told us to count out twenty million."

"Could you wait a moment before arresting us?"

"Otherwise, if we don't finish counting, we'll get stabbed again..."