17: Nick Fury is confused

After driving several kilometers away, completely out of the Los Santos Police's Warning range.

The three successfully hid in the sewers.

The space inside the Los Santos sewers is very large, and it's perfectly fine to drive in them.

Moreover, the roads inside are interconnected in all directions.

They even connect to the subway station's tracks.

"Boss! We succeeded! We really succeeded!"

"We actually successfully robbed the bank!"

"F*ck! F*ck!"

DeFrey, who had been an extra throughout, was now so excited that he was incoherent.

How much money would that huge pile of gold be worth?

However, he also knew that the lion's share would definitely go to his boss.

He had done almost nothing, just acquired some weapons and information about a car.

If Joa gave him too much money, he wouldn't dare to take it.

"Whew! Yes, we succeeded, and the process was extremely smooth!"

As he said this, Joa looked at Polaris in the passenger seat with gentle eyes.

"Thanks to You, otherwise we would have inevitably exchanged fire with the Police."

Joa had prepared for the worst from the beginning.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had DeFrey prepare a large amount of firearms, ammunition, and sticky bombs.

But he didn't expect that he still underestimated Polaris's ability.

'With this money! I can now develop firearms, arm my mercenaries, and then prepare to go to the Resident Evil World to snatch the viruses!'

The thought of himself soon entering the realm of the extraordinary, and even his subordinates having the physique of Captain America, made Joa unable to suppress the excitement and joy in his heart.

He fiercely kissed Polaris's red lips.

After a long time.

Joa only let go of her after Polaris's light, painless punches.

Calming his excited emotions, Joa drove again.

After many twists and turns, he finally found the subway station's tracks.

He drove along the tracks to the subway station.

After the three got out of the car, Joa put the escape vehicle into his system space, then spoke solemnly.

"DeFrey, you'd best not even participate in gang activities during this period."

"If you are really caught by accident, I think... You know what to say and what not to say."

Seeing Joa's serious warning, DeFrey's heart tightened, and he quickly straightened his attitude, saying seriously,

"Boss, don't worry, even if I die, I will never betray You!"

Seeing DeFrey's sincere attitude and firm eyes, as if he wouldn't hesitate to go through hell and high Water.

A smile appeared on Joa's face.

Then, he took two steps forward and patted his shoulder.

"Hmm, I believe You."

"After a while, when I sell the gold and the money is laundered, your benefits will definitely not be few."

Give a slap and then a sweet date.

This kind of operation, for Joa, who was born in an ancient civilization with five thousand, or possibly even eight thousand years of history,

Was effortless, a subconscious strategy for managing subordinates.

As expected, upon hearing Joa's words,

DeFrey looked grateful.

"Boss! If it weren't for You, I would still be a low-level thug in the gang, taking drugs, flying high, and living in a daze my whole life."

"Not knowing when I'd end up in jail, or die in a gang shootout."

As he spoke, DeFrey recalled his past, and then, his tone became unprecedentedly solemn.

"No matter what happens, and no matter what Boss You want to do, I swear to God, I will always be loyal to Boss Joa, and never betray Him!"

Hearing this, Joa nodded seriously, and heavily patted DeFrey's shoulder.

"Go, be honest recently."

Watching DeFrey walk up the subway station stairs.

Joa's lips curved.

'Combining grace and might, with clear rewards and punishments, is the Way of the King.'

Before crossing over, Joa had watched many videos about the farmer and the snake.

Some bloggers kindly helped black people abroad, but it resulted in a situation where a small kindness led to great resentment.

Those were clearly self- Touching the innocent, only knowing how to help others, but never reprimanding them.

When they were bitten back, who could they blame?

One could only say they deserved it.

Making subordinates remember your good deeds, and also maintaining their awe of You, can largely prevent such things from happening.

Of course, if there really were someone with a bad brain, Joa would naturally send him to meet his God.

Fortunately, DeFrey currently seemed sensible, not someone with a bad brain.

"Let's go, go home, and get some sleep."

"Then wait to see the news that will shake Los Santos, and even the entire U.S. and World, tomorrow."

Hearing this, Polaris leaned close to Joa's ear.

"Instead of sleeping, I want to do some other things now."

Hearing this, Joa blinked, and coughed twice.

"This?"

Seeing that Joa understood her meaning, Polaris chuckled and nodded.

"Uh-huh? Anyway, there's no one here, and the surveillance will be interfered with by me."

Swallowing, Joa was tempted.

He was also curious about the difference between being outside and at home.

......

On one side were Joa and Polaris, releasing stress after robbing the bank.

On the other side.

Los Santos Police, the National Security Agency, FIB, S.H.I.E.L.D., CAI, and major media and newspapers.

All gathered outside the Pacific Standard Bank.

Surrounding the bank so tightly that not even a drop of Water could pass through.

"Photographer, quick, come here, help me get the bank in the shot."

"Okay!"

For ratings, reporters from major media outlets were broadcasting live, despite not knowing how many robbers were inside the bank, what weapons they were carrying,

Or if there was any danger being so close.

Flashing Police lights, dazzling helicopter searchlights.

Agents and detectives in suits with badges on their chests, gathered together discussing.

Fully armed NOOSE and Police SWAT teams cautiously advancing towards the bank's main entrance.

When these scenes were forcibly broadcast on late-night channels unsuitable for children, and various other TV programs,

Los Santos exploded!

It completely blew up!

"My God? What happened?"

"Wife, come look at the TV!"

"Why are there so many Police outside the bank?"

"Terrorist attack?"

"Has another country attacked our homeland?"

"Did 9/11 happen again?"

Countless Los Santos NPC citizens, unaware of the truth, listened to the host's report.

All of them widened their eyes.

"Sh*t! Someone robbed the bank?!"

Excitement, agitation, confusion.

Everyone's reaction was different.

But without exception, one emotion was common.

That was shock, disbelief.

If it were an ordinary small bank, occasionally robbed or something,

That wouldn't even be news, in free America, it was commonplace.

But this time was different, this time it was the Pacific Standard Bank!

A bank that had boasted absolute security since its establishment in downtown Los Santos, and had never been robbed before.

This time, it was actually robbed?

Let alone ordinary citizens.

Even S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Fury was woken up in the middle of the night by Coulson.

Stunned by this outrageous news.

"Motherf*cker! Sh*t!"

"What the hell is going on?!"

"Tony Stark was just robbed a few days ago, and now there's a bank robbery!"

"When did Los Santos become like this?!"