3: succeed

Tony Stark was the last person to receive the news that his Stark Tower had been robbed.

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

As soon as the gunshots rang out, they received the news and immediately dispatched people to Stark Tower.

"Motherfucker!"

"Coulson, how is it? Have you found out?"

"Who are the two robbers inside?"

"How did they get the weapons in?"

"Doesn't Stark Tower have security gates?!"

Hearing Nick Fury's string of questions, Coulson silently shook his head.

He indicated that he had not found any useful information.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"What are you still standing around for? Why aren't you sending Agents to infiltrate immediately!"

"Who knows what these two robbers are going to do?"

"If they really manage to take away some high-tech weapons and escape!"

"Los Santos's safety will face a huge threat!"

"Yes! I'll go now!"

After Coulson left, Nick Fury stood by the office window with a dark expression, watching the Police cars speeding by on the street below.

Inside Stark Tower.

"Are you done yet?!"

"The Police are already inside!"

"I can't hold on much longer!"

Hearing Nigger's urging, Joa's constantly beating heart quickened even more.

"Almost! Almost!"

"Give me a few more tens of seconds!"

"This glass is incredibly hard!"

To prevent the plasma cutter from overheating and striking, Joa would stop for a few seconds of cooling every ten seconds or so of operation.

Da da da da da da.

Inside Stark Tower's exhibition hall, gunshots were like firecrackers during New Year's, incessant.

Countless bullets flew back and forth.

Jarvis's warnings, and more and more security personnel, Police, equipped with ample firepower, surged into the exhibition hall.

Nigger, who was covering Joa, was finding it increasingly difficult.

Finally.

Thirty seconds later.

Joa obtained his primary target.

The Smart Pistol!

The moment he got the gun, Joa immediately put it into his system space.

Then, he picked up the AK47, also loaded with a drum magazine, that was on the ground beside him, raised it, and fired.

"We got the goods! Retreat!"

Joa and Nigger fired alternately, covering each other, and returned to the back door of Stark Tower along the same path.

He cautiously opened the door and looked outside.

A few Police cars, three or four patrolling Police.

'Heh, dispersed, surrounding Stark Tower?'

'Do you think that will be enough to catch me?'

'From the start of the operation until now, less than seven minutes have passed.'

'All the nearby patrolling Police forces should have been attracted, and those distant reinforcements will need at least a few more minutes to arrive.'

'Whether we can successfully lose the stars depends on whether we can shake off everyone here in these few minutes.'

Breathing heavily and maintaining his physical state, Joa felt his adrenaline surge.

'Robbery! It's so fucking exciting!'

"Follow me! Run at full speed! Don't get bogged down in a fight!"

With that, Joa kicked open the door and, without hesitation, opened fire on the Police cars outside.

He pinned down all the Police, forcing them to cower behind their Police cars, unable to raise their heads.

The two covered each other alternately, their speed undiminished.

They quickly broke through the encirclement of the few Police cars at the back door of Stark Tower.

They didn't bother to drive the cumbersome Bugstars van.

Joa led Nigger quickly towards the getaway vehicle, a Benefactor Schafter V12, which was already parked nearby.

Watching the two robbers running towards a nearby alley, firing as they went, about to disappear from his sight.

The Police at the back door of Stark Tower, who were suppressed by the firepower, quickly reported the robbers' escape direction over the radio.

The moment they hid in an alley within a nearby high-rise building, disappearing from the Police's view.

Nigger instinctively threw the AK47 in his hand to Joa.

Putting away the two AK47s, Joa took out two fully modified pistols with suppressors.

Hearing the hacker Avi relaying the Police radio channel's conversations through his earpiece.

Joa's eyes flickered.

He was considering whether to kill Nigger here.

To prevent him from accidentally being captured and leaking his information.

Joa knew better than anyone that only dead men's mouths are the tightest.

Constantly deliberating, Joa finally dismissed the idea.

He handed a pistol to Nigger behind him.

'Given his level of trust in me as his savior, even if he's caught, he'll most likely not betray me.'

Thinking of this Nigger, who had been involved in gangs since childhood, being utterly amazed by his ability to conjure things out of thin air.

Calling out "Fuck, fuck" incessantly.

Joa found it somewhat amusing.

These America citizens were even more ignorant than he had imagined.

The two kept moving.

According to the information from the Police radio channel provided by Avi.

The two constantly moved through alleys, using the cover of surrounding high-rise buildings.

They avoided the Police while making their way to a multi-story parking lot.

They arrived at their destination without incident.

Coming to the modified car that had been parked there earlier.

The two quickly changed out of their Bugstars uniforms.

Then, they slowly drove out of the parking lot.

Before the Los Santos Police completely blockaded the streets near the city center.

The two seamlessly blended into the NPC traffic without anyone noticing.

Successfully losing their star rating.

And left gracefully.

From the moment the gunshots started until they ended, the entire process only took a short ten minutes.

This was a crucial factor for their safe retreat.

Of course, Joa's actions this time were mainly reliant on the system space.

Without the system space, any talk of suppressing firepower would have been a pipe dream.

They wouldn't even have been able to pass the security gates.

Driving onto the highway, Joa warned Nigger.

"Next, if we encounter Police checkpoints, and there's no way to avoid them, shoot their legs, shoot the tires, don't go for headshots, and don't shoot their bodies."

After successfully escaping the most dangerous situation, as long as he sold the Smart Pistol stolen from Stark Tower.

Joa would be able to obtain his private armaments.

He didn't want to be burdened with the crime of killing a Police at this critical juncture.

During the previous gunfight, being merciless was to obtain the primary target.

Now, the goal was to lie low, escape pursuit, and find a buyer.

After driving on the highway for a long time, confirming that no one was following them, Joa finally found a place to abandon the getaway vehicle, which had taken a lot of effort to acquire.

Late at night.

Back in his apartment, Joa sat on the sofa, carefully examining the Smart Pistol, which the hacker Avi had checked and confirmed had no tracking programs.

"The item is good, but unfortunately, the bullets are too expensive, I can't afford them."

"And these bullets can only be manufactured by Stark Industries."

"There's no alternative to be found; using this gun will inevitably expose me."

Shaking his head, Joa clicked his tongue with some regret.

"Tsk, a pure toy."

Putting away this Smart Pistol, which could fetch a high price, Joa looked at Avi.

"How is it? What did the buyer say?"

"Is the transaction still in Hell's Kitchen?"

Hearing this, the hacker Avi nodded.

"Yes, they said to deliver the goods to the designated location as soon as possible, and they will transfer the money immediately after checking it."

Click.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Alright, I understand. I'll go myself."

Nigger heard that Joa was going to deliver the goods himself and quickly said,

"Boss! Let me go with you."