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Chapter 210 - The Bank Heist
Author: M. K. Diana
last update2025-04-06 12:01:08

"You bastard! You think you can lie to me? Do you have any idea who we are?!"

SLAP! SLAP!

The bank manager staggered backward, reeling from two brutal slaps across the face. Each one landed with a sickening crack, delivered by a heavyset thug with a greasy mohawk and fists like sledgehammers.

“I—I swear, I’m not lying, sir…”

His voice trembled as much as his body. Blood trickled from both corners of his mouth, and his cheeks were already swelling from the blows. He struggled to his feet, shaky and bruised, ignoring the sting of pain radiating from his battered face.

“That’s all we’ve got,” he said hoarsely, pointing with a trembling hand toward the massive steel vault—now wide open.

The manager wasn’t alone. Every bank employee lay face-down on the cold marble floor, wrists bound behind their backs. Panic clung to them like a second skin. The air was thick with sweat, fear, and the metallic scent of blood. Nobody could’ve imagined that this ordinary morning would spiral into a waking
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