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    The man and hispanions didn’t deserve to be called human. They were monsters, ruthless and devoid ofpassion.


    Thunderous cracks shattered the air as the lead robber unleashed a barrage of bullets.


    The deafening sts reverberated, chilling the blood of everyone inside. Shoppers and staff cowered, hands pressed tightly against their ears, faces drained to a ghostly pallor.


    Belinda, crouched low, tracked the gunfire’s path. She realized that the robber had shot the surveince cameras.


    “Fill this bag with everything valuable right now!” the lead robber bellowed, hurling a duffel bag onto the counter. His pistol jabbed toward the saleswoman, whose trembling form betrayed her terror. “Comply, and don’t y any tricks. Otherwise, I will kill you.”


    “Y-Yes,” the saleswoman stammered, her face ashen. Her shaking fingers fumbled with the cab’s lock, each second stretching into eternity before it clicked open.


    Hands quivering, she swept glittering jewelry and diamond trinkets into the bag. Crouched on the floor, Belinda could feel her heart pounding wildly.


    Boldness had always defined her, yet after seeing the robbers kill people without hesitation, she felt a fear she had never known.


    She quietly raised her eyes and assessed the situation.


    The three robbers were all wearing ck masks and gloves. One guarded the door, his stance rigid, eyes scanning the street beyond. Another loomed over the counter, overseeing the saleswoman’s efforts. The third, wielding a glinting knife, herded the hostages into a tight cluster.


    “Done? Get over there with the rest,” the lead robber barked at the saleswoman, his gun trained on her as she stuffed thest of the jewelry into the bag.


    “0-0kay,” she said, her body trembling as she was ready toply.


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    But just then, she suddenly ducked beneath the counter, her hand mming the hidden rm button. A shrill wail pierced the store.


    The rm was connected to the nearest police station, ensuring a swift response.


    After the rm sounded, the nearest police station would dispatch officers immediately.


    “Damn it! How dare you do that?” the lead robber roared, his masked face contorting with fury. He gripped his gun, the barrel aimed at the saleswoman’s head. Then, a single shot rang out.


    “Ah!”


    Screams erupted, raw and piercing, as chaos swallowed the room.


    The person who had been guarding the door strode to the leader’s side, his voice urgent. “Boss, the rm has gone off. Cops areing. We have to leave now.”


    The lead robber’s eyes burned with rage, but he knew the truth in those words. He grabbed the bulging bag, its contents clinking faintly. “Let’s get out of here!” he said.


    “Yes!” his men replied, pivoting toward the exit.


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