Just when Abel and Winnie were embarrassed by each other.

A white man and a black man suddenly jumped up from the chair, took out his pistol and shouted.

"It's a robbery now, everyone stays in their seats! Repeat once, it's a robbery now! If you don't want to die, be honest!"

what the fxxk?!

It happened so by chance?!

Abel rolled his eyes unaware.

I only realized yesterday that this place is so messy. Today I came to do the task and just happened to meet it?

Or is this actually my task?!

Seeing Winnie opposite, she was startled and her eyes trembled. Abel frowned slightly, and then grabbed Winnie's hand with a pale face.

"Don't be afraid, there will be no trouble." Abel whispered, "Just do as they say later. It's daytime and they won't stay here for too long."

Winnie nodded tremblingly, not minding that Abel grabbed her hand, but instead grabbed Abel's hand tightly for a moment.

"Hurry up, gentlemen! Ladies! Take out your wallet, cell phone and jewelry, throw it into this bag, move quickly!" A robber walked along the dining table at this time.

Although he looked dry and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow to the ground, his hand was only waving the revolver with only 6 rounds.

Even in relatively strict Los Angeles, this kind of gun is not a powerful weapon.

But this is not Texas, and you will bring a rifle when you go to a supermarket for dinner.

So the men and women sitting at the dining table obediently took out their wallets, mobile phones and some accessories and put them into the cloth bag in his hand.

This is normal. In the United States, the most important code of conduct when facing robbers is: do as he says.

At this time, the robber is the boss, and everything he said must be done. Only a hot-headed guy wants to let the other party go and be a hero. This is not a movie, it will kill people.

"It's up to you, sir, your wallet." The thin robber walked to Abel's table.

Although Abel was nervous, he was calm. He raised his eyebrows and pointed to his top pocket: "Is that OK?"

"Please hurry up, we don't have much patience." The robber raised his gun and grinned, which made his already crooked facial features look even more ferocious.

"Can you discuss it?" Abel said calmly while taking out his wallet, "In addition to money, there are a few credit cards and some other things in my wallet. I believe you can't use these. Why don't I leave the money for you and keep your wallet yourself, anyway, you still have time now."

He spoke quickly and quickly. The thin robber was a little dizzy when he heard it, and after a while he reacted: "How many do you have?"

"$2,000." Abel said, taking out all the banknotes, spreading his wallet and shaking it down, "and some change."

A little black thing got into his pocket with some fairy coins.

The robber couldn't help but whistle: "Wow, I got rich today, you actually brought so many!"

Few people in the United States bring so much cash. There are fewer people with a denomination of 100 yuan. Some small stores cannot even be found.

Most of them are small amounts of banknotes and coins, and small amounts of credit cards.

Most of these people who bring thousands of dollars with them, except for some very few who do business, are gang members who engage in illegal things.

Abel couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and could fully feel the gaze coming from all over his body.

When there was a bodyguard following him, he only brought his cell phone.

This time, because he couldn't use a bodyguard, he came alone.

I brought so much cash only because of my previous habits, but I didn’t expect that today I would get the robbers cheaper.

"Okay, you can leave your wallet--it's up to you, Miss." The robber grabbed the green bill into the bag, then turned to look at Winnie.

Winnie, who was a little nervous, took out the fragments of money in her bag and put them on the table without saying a word.

The total amount is less than US$100. This is the normal operation.

The cash of other guests is about one or two hundred dollars.

It was about the $2,000 that made the robber's mood much better. He swept it into the bag without even looking at it. Before leaving, he patted Abel's shoulder friendly: "It's okay, it'll pass soon."

This is actually true. As long as the robber is not a person with mental problems or is sucking something unconscious, as long as the people present cooperate, they will not do anything out of order and leave after taking the money.

After all, robbery, intentional injury, and first-degree murder are two different things, but accidents always happen.

"Stop her, Jayne!" the black robber on the other side suddenly shouted loudly.

A girl who was almost twelve and three years old ran towards this side at this time in a panic. The robber named Jayne was stunned and immediately reached out to block the way and wanted to catch her.

The panicked girl didn't know what to do, but she was tripped in panic and hit Abel's arms.

Abel was stunned for a few seconds, then hugged the girl in his arms.

"Damn little bitch," the black robber over there rubbed his hands and walked over angrily, with a fire of eating people in his eyes, and pointed the little girl in Abel's arms with a gun, "Take it out for me! Did you hear it!"

The little girl looked at the black muzzle with a pale face, but bit her lips tightly and said nothing.

"I'll ask you to take it out for me!" The robber shouted viciously and pulled away the hammer.

Winnie next to her couldn't help but scream, and the others in the restaurant were also startled.

Another robber, Jayne, couldn't help but say, "Martin, don't do this."

"Shut up!" The robber who called Martin roared, "This damn little bitch dares to bite me! She dares to bite me!"

The guns facing the little girl and Abel kept shaking up and down with the excitement. Winnie next to her had to cover her mouth hard to stop screaming.

Although Abel's heart was beating wildly, his face was just frowning and he was still calm.

"Please stay calm, sir?" He comforted his arms and hugged the trembling body in his arms.

"What, what do you want to say? Do you want to teach me a lesson, boy?" Martin said irritably as he looked at Abel.

"No, I don't want to cause trouble, sir, I just want to remind you," Abel stood up and pulled the girl behind him. "You guys don't have much time anymore. If you delay, the police will come."

"You are threatening me!" Martin, furious, held his gun on his head.

"No, sir, I said I was just reminding you," Abel's expression did not change at all. He knew that he could not be cowardly now.

The calmer you are, the more you express that you are not afraid, so that you can survive in this situation.

The more you are afraid, the more trembling you are, the more you will not be good for the current situation.
Chapter completed!