These robbers were definitely not ordinary ones; it was clear from their strength and shooting skills that their capabilities were impeccable. Furthermore, the fact that they could leave the scene so calmly after the heist showed that their psychological quality was extremely strong. So, these two individuals were decidedly dangerous.
"This is our duty as police, how could I possibly leave?" Song Xiaojia panicked and quickly pulled out her service gun.
The man gave Song Xiaojia a cold look, with a slight smirk on his lips. Dealing with Song Xiaojia was obviously much easier than dealing with Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan, with eyes like a wolf, stared at the man and bellowed, "Song Xiaojia, run!"
At that moment, the man had already raised his right hand, with a scarf wrapped around it. Beneath that black scarf, however, lay a hidden miniature crossbow. Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and lunged forward, his legs pushing off the ground, whirling towards the man like a giant spinning top.
