Even though the scar faced man's words were not very loud. They could still be heard clearly in the still and quiet bank.
The crowd descended into a state of chaos after hearing the man's words, each and every person trying to flee for their lives. The man raised his gun, taking aim and preparing to shoot.
"Ahh!!!" The man nearest to the four robbers loudly screamed. Wang Yu, who was not too far from the robbers himself, gently pushed Mu Zi Xian to the side, hiding her behind a table beside her as he picked up several pens.
How could the four robbers possibly take notice of Wang Yu's subtle movements in this chaos? Right as the scar faced man was about to open first, he suddenly saw a jet-black object flying towards him.
