Invasion of the United States

The clerk behind the desk understood immediately, hurriedly opening the drawer under the desk and stuffing a few stacks of crumpled bills and over a dozen prepaid cards into a bag in a flustered manner.

The whole process took less than ten seconds, and the clerk kept her head down the entire time, not daring to look at the cold gaze from outside the door, afraid that she might remember the other person's appearance.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation." Zhou Qingfeng smoothly took the money, as if completing a routine transaction.

He shoved the white security guard aside and closed the office door with a snap, locking it with a click. Then he turned around and strode away.

Out of the gun's range, the white security guard collapsed to the ground, looking down at the bullet marks on his bulletproof vest, gasping for breath while clutching his chest.

The black security guard leaned against the wall, shaking his head in lingering fear.

Returning to the hall, Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the people sprawled all over the floor and took out two prepaid cards from the canvas bag, throwing them to the man who was thin as a skeleton.

The man was crouched quietly by the chair, holding his head. When faced with the fallen prepaid cards, he looked up for a moment, quickly picked them up, and remained silent.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't linger. He turned around and walked towards the front desk, grabbing Lisa and Annie, who were crouching there, with one hand.

The two women screamed, their bodies stiff as puppets. They stumbled towards the door with Zhou Qingfeng's forceful pushing and shoving.

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Two minutes later, a community police car screeched to a halt outside the blood donation center.

Two armed policemen pushed the door open, only to find that the people in the hall had strangely returned to a state of calm.

The middle-aged nurse at the front desk was looking down at her phone, the skeletal man had already slipped away, and the young man holding a water cup had just regained his senses, his face still pale.

The plasma separator in the blood donation area was still humming, and the donors had their eyes closed as if isolated from the world, their earphones' music drowning out the earlier gunshots.

A nurse holding a few prepaid cards awkwardly explained to several donors, "I'm sorry, the robber took all the cash. Only these cards are left, is that acceptable?"

The black security guard supported his white colleague, softly comforting, "It's okay, brother, you're fine. The bulletproof vest saved you. You've got paid leave now."

The two policemen frowned, glanced around, and asked just one question, "Who called the police? Anyone injured?"

"I called the police. Someone just robbed the blood donation center and fired a shot," the black security guard pointed to his white colleague's bulletproof vest, "He took the shot, but he's okay."

However, the white security guard had a slight objection, "The kid who committed the robbery was very professional. He shot accurately, moved quickly, and had a clear purpose with strong psychological resilience.

This person is definitely not ordinary. He deliberately dressed like a street thug, so it's impossible this is his only crime."

"Thank you for the clue." The policeman nodded, took out his notebook, hastily scribbled a few notes, and after casually glancing at the surveillance footage, shrugged,

"There's a shortage of community police forces here. 911 only handles emergencies. Since no one was killed or seriously injured, this case has low priority. Just contact your insurance company for compensation first.

Or... handle it like you usually do, as long as you catch the main culprit."

The black and white security guards exchanged a glance, nodded together, and then began making phone calls.

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Leaving the "Lloyd Community Blood Donation Center," Zhou Qingfeng turned into a narrow alley, took off his lowered baseball cap, and threw it into a roadside trash bin. He also tore off his mask, crumpled it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He took off his reversed jacket, shook it, and flipped it to reveal his flamboyant red hair and two large, expressive tattooed arms. He also put on a nose ring, fitting perfectly into the dangerous neighborhood.

Lisa and Annie followed him dumbfounded, feeling that the robbery had been too sudden, too hasty, yet too smooth.

This is what you call professional!

Zhou Qingfeng took out the stolen money from the canvas bag. It was all crumpled old bills, and when he roughly counted them, it was just over three thousand US dollars.

He pulled out a thousand dollars and handed it to Lisa and Annie, his voice flat, "Thank you for showing me the way. This is your pay."

The two women took the money, splitting it evenly.

Lisa giggled with the bills in her hand, while Annie hurriedly stuffed them into her pocket, accepting without any guilt or sense of wrongdoing.

As for those prepaid cards, they were all numbered.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't look at them again, giving most of them to the two women, which they could use to buy daily necessities. The rest he handed out to a few homeless people he met along the way, casually tossing them to them.

If the police took this case seriously and tracked the whereabouts of these prepaid cards, it would cost them manpower and resources, delaying them a bit. This content was first released on MV_LEMPYR.

"Alright, it's time to say goodbye. The police should find you soon. Just say you were held at gunpoint by me, it won't be much trouble for you." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand and was about to turn away.

"Wait… where are you going?" Lisa clutched the money, her tone full of attachment and reluctance. Zhou Qingfeng had said he would leave soon, but she hadn't expected it to be so abrupt.

Even Annie looked disappointed, trying to persuade, "There's a great party tonight, you... really not joining?"

"I'm not interested in parties." Zhou Qingfeng didn't stop his steps, turned his head coldly, and said softly,

"Staying away from dangerous people like me is good for you. Otherwise, you'll easily meet a violent end."

"But we don't think you're that dangerous..." Lisa's voice softened.

She bit her lip, her eyes full of reluctance, like losing a treasure she had accidentally found. But Zhou Qingfeng didn't pay them any more attention, firmly walking down the street and quickly disappearing.

Annie touched the money in her pocket and sighed lightly, her tone full of regret, "This man is so cool... it's a shame I didn't get to sleep with him."