Citibank branch, Queens, New York.


    As the top ten banks in the United States, Citibank has strong strength. Even an ordinary branch is built in the core financial circle of queens.


    The main road of the branch is spacious and clean, with vehicles and pedestrians passing in a hurry, and a wide range of shops.


    As the CBD of queens, everything here is so busy and orderly.


    Across the street, there is an upscale cafe.


    On the second floor of the cafe, a black guy in his twenties was sitting by the window drinking coffee, but his eyes drifted past the bank door from time to time.


    Refreshing cuntou, hip-hop dress, eye-catching skin color


    Every detail of his body is incompatible with the elegance of the cafe.


    The blonde whites at the adjacent tables occasionally swept past, all with an undisguised expression of contempt and disgust.


    Some even called waiters to apply for changing seats, as if they didn''t want to breathe the same air with dirty blacks.


    The boy pretended not to notice the abnormalities of other guests, but just stared at the bank door.


    He held a doughnut in his left hand and a coffee cup in his right hand. After eating and drinking, he licked the oil stains on his fingers and asked the waiter to pay the bill.


    He didn''t tip, left $20 and left contentedly, leaving only the waiter''s disgusting eyes.


    The guy''s name on his driver''s license is Jesse Usher, but the bottom gangsters who know him call him a locomotive.


    Because he is strong, runs fast and is as energetic as a locomotive.


    Like most black people at the bottom, the locomotive is engaged in hard work with low salary and heavy physical strength. There is no house or car, and the daily salary can only barely feed and clothe.


    If there were no accidents, he would live in such obscurity. No one would notice him when he was ill or dead.


    But the locomotive was unwilling. He hated this boring life. He envied those dazzling politicians and stars on TV.


    I hope to become the focus of attention like them one day.


    He tried to play basketball, baseball, rap songs, hip-hop and hip-hop... But all failed without exception.


    Just as he was getting depressed and felt that life was dark, a miracle suddenly came to him.


    When I woke up one night, the locomotive suddenly had a super ability.


    He ran very, very fast. He could run 1000 meters in ten seconds and throw the champions of the 100 meter race out of ten blocks.


    With super power, the life of locomotive has changed greatly.


    He could have chosen to join the government and become the romantic super agent in the film.


    However, the long-term social oppression not only made him eager to become famous and become the focus under the spotlight, but also bred his violent character.


    He hated the government, the banks, the whites, the police, the capitalists and everyone who had bullied him.


    Therefore, he came to the door of Citibank today to make a big news and announce his arrival to the world.


    ………………


    The locomotive left the cafe and headed for the bank gate.


    When two bank security guards saw him, they subconsciously frowned and looked up and down with examining eyes.


    Clown believers have been having a lot of fun in New York recently. Many small banks have been robbed.


    They who do bank security work must always cheer up and beware of any suspicious personnel.


    The locomotive noticed their eyes and felt a little angry.


    Over the years, as long as he appears in banks or high-end stores, security guards will look at him with this kind of eyes.


    In the past, he had no ability to resist and could only choose to leave silently, but now


    The corners of the locomotive''s mouth turned up, showing a "kind" smile, and took the initiative to move forward.


    Looking at the nigger in front of him, the security guard looked a little unhappy and asked, "what are you doing?"


    "Nothing. I just want to borrow something from you."


    The security guard shook his head again and again: "No."


    "I haven''t said what to borrow yet?"


    The security guard frowned and said in disgust, "no matter what it is, I won''t lend it to you. Get out of here. This is not where you should come."


    The locomotive snorted coldly, pointed to the gun at the security guard''s waist and said, "don''t rush to refuse, I just want to borrow a gun from you."


    Hearing the speech, the security guard''s face changed greatly.


    Shit！


    Another brainwashed clown believer.


    The security guard immediately put his hand on his waist and prepared to take out a pistol to subdue him.


    But the palm of my hand was empty.


    The security guard turned his head in surprise and found that the holster had been opened and the pistol inside was missing.


    "Are you looking for this?"


    The security guard looked back and saw the locomotive holding his own matching gun and pointing at him with a black muzzle.


    “shit！ Put the gun down! " Another security guard hurriedly took out his gun.


    But before he could shoot, the locomotive disappeared in front of him.


    The two security guards blinked, and the whole person was stupid.


    Anyone here?


    The next second, a hard metal object butted the back of the gunman''s head.


    In an instant, the security guard''s body froze, and then slowly raised his hands.


    "Man, relax, I won''t resist..."


    Bang!


    Before he finished, the locomotive pulled the trigger decisively.


    A 5.56mm brass bullet was shot from the back of the head, rolled in the head to form a cavity, and then shot out of the face with a slap. The security guard''s face suddenly appeared a scar at the bottom of the bowl.


    The gunfire broke the bustle and prosperity of the block.


    A shrill scream sounded, and the pedestrians ran crazy to the distance. Several drivers slammed the accelerator into the front car because they were too frightened.


    The originally bustling and orderly streets soon became a mess.


    Another security guard saw the tragedy after his colleague fell to the ground and immediately ran into the crowd.


    The locomotive immediately pointed the gun at him and fired several shots.


    Unfortunately, his shooting is too bad.


    Less than ten meters away, Leng missed a shot, but accidentally injured several innocent people.


    The security guard looked happy when he thought he had found a life.


    His eyes suddenly flashed and the locomotive appeared in front of him.


    Bang bang!


    There was no accident this time. After a few shots, the security guard immediately fell to the ground, and his expression before his death was terrified to the extreme.


    The locomotive head showed a morbid smile after revenge, and then walked into the bank with a gun in one hand.


    ………………


    Because of the gunfire just now, the bank has entered a state of preparedness.


    More than a dozen security guards wearing bulletproof vests and holding shotguns hid in bunkers and turned the muzzle of their guns to the entrance.


    Shua!


    The security guards saw a faint figure flash in front of them.


    Blinked, but there was no one outside the door.


    Just then, a small footsteps came from behind a security guard.


    When he looked back, he saw only a black muzzle.


    Bang!


    The locomotive pulled the trigger and the security guard fell to the ground.


    "Ah!!!"


    There was a shrill cry inside the bank.


    The security guards hurried back and were all surprised when they saw the locomotive with a gun in one hand.


    How did this man get in?


    Before they could think, they subconsciously pointed their guns at the locomotive.


    Bang bang!


    Large caliber shotguns shot out one after another, breaking vases and glass, leaving dense craters on the white wall.


    But as the target of the attack, the locomotive has long disappeared.


    Bang!


    Before long, gunfire rang out again in the bank.


    But when the security guards turned their heads, they could barely see a vague figure.


    They couldn''t find a way except to swear.


    Using its speed advantage, the locomotive quickly moves to a security guard, blows their heads with a pistol at a static distance, and then selects a new target.


    As he moved at a high speed, the passage of time seemed to slow down, and everything in front of him entered bullet time.


    Bang bang!!!!


    There was a continuous gunshot in the bank, and the bank tellers and managers all lay trembling under the table.


    The bank manager has called the police, but I don''t know if they can survive until the police arrive.


    A minute later, the gunfire ended.


    The locomotive quickly moved to the manager''s office and opened the closed door with the picked up shotgun.


    "Please! Don''t kill me! "


    The bank manager was a fat middle-aged white man. He immediately knelt on the ground, raised his hand and begged for mercy.


    The locomotive laughed at himself. It was the first time he saw a white man kneeling to a black man.


    "Don''t talk nonsense. Take me to the bank vault."


    With that, he raised the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger.


    Bang!


    The jade crafts on the manager''s desk were shattered by bullets.


    The manager was so frightened that he nodded and said, "OK... OK! As long as you don''t hurt me, I''m willing to cooperate. "


    With that, the manager stood up and prepared to go to the vault.


    The locomotive suddenly grinned and said, "don''t stand up. Just climb to the vault on your knees."


    Hearing the speech, the manager''s expression on his face was a little confused. After being stunned for a moment, there was a faint angry look in his eyes.


    "If you climb, the speed will be very slow."


    The locomotive frowned and slammed a gun on the desk, "then climb faster for me!"


    Looking at the shotgun in his hand, the manager finally lowered his head and chose to climb out of the office.


    The manager is a little fat and the posture of getting up is very funny.


    Seeing this scene, the locomotive was greatly satisfied.


    Just a man kneeling without visual shock, he immediately moved to the bank counter and pulled out all the staff hiding inside.


    In this way, a wonderful scene appeared in the bank hall.


    More than a dozen white people knelt in a row, one followed another''s ass and quickly crawled on the ground.


    Seeing such a scene, the locomotive laughed with joy.


    Yes, yes, that''s it.


    You descendants of butchers should always walk on your knees.


    The locomotive shot and urged, took out his mobile phone to shoot a video, and then transmitted the video to the social network.


    Such a hot and informative video needs at least a million pieces of powder.


    ………………


    After the party climbed to the vault, the manager took out the key and opened the iron door of the vault.


    The locomotive threw a backpack and said, "don''t dally, put the money in the bag quickly."


    The manager took the bag and frantically stuffed money into it.


    The locomotive didn''t watch much crime movies. All he wanted were small old bills without serial numbers.


    After packing the back, the manager put the backpack on the ground and asked in surprise, "Sir, is there only one bag?"


    In order to survive, he can only sell the interests of his boss in exchange for the trust of the locomotive.


    The locomotive picked up his backpack and sneered, "I want to pack it all, but I can''t carry it alone. However, although I can''t take it away, I won''t leave it to you. "


    With that, he took out an imitation Zippo lighter from his pocket!