The electronic alarm clock had just started ringing when the bomb disposal expert turned it off: "This ringtone is pretty unlucky..."
The danger had been eliminated.
And currently, no injuries were discovered.
Therefore, most of the police officers who had participated in this operation went back to the police station.
Only a few officers stayed behind to wrap things up.
Because the time bomb was fake.
So naturally, the police officers also removed the security cordon they had set up earlier.
As the security cordon was removed,
a man in white approached the police officer.
The security cordon was too far from the bank.
The man in white did not clearly see what was in the bomb disposal expert's hands.
He still thought that was what the time bomb looked like after being dismantled.
"Uncle police officer, I just saw...the bomb was dismantled, right?"
The police officer hesitated for two seconds before deciding not to tell the truth.
Instead, he told a little lie: "Yes, our bomb disposal expert has dismantled the bomb."
It wasn't that the police officer wanted to deceive him.
Mainly because if he were to tell this person that it was actually a fake bomb,
it might upset him emotionally.
After all, being scared by someone with a fake bomb into squatting motionless on the ground was quite embarrassing.
"As long as it's dismantled...", the man in white breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "Uncle police officer, I want to report an incident to you. My car was also hijacked by that robber! What do you usually do in this kind of situation? Can I get my car back?"
The police officer looked at this man in white with surprise.
He thought to himself that it was good he didn't tell this person that the bomb was fake.
Being frightened by a fake bomb into squatting motionless on the ground, and having one's car hijacked...
If one didn't know that was a fake bomb, that was fine.
But once one knew, one would probably be furious enough for one's blood pressure to rise.
After a pause, the police officer replied,
"The car can definitely be retrieved. Please leave a phone number with us, as well as the license plate number, and best if you can provide the vehicle registration document. We'll contact you as soon as we locate the car."
"It really can be found?!" The man in white's tone was filled with surprise.
The police officer nodded. "Of course."
If it had been someone else who hijacked the car, the police officer wouldn't dare to guarantee being able to retrieve the car.
But the hijacker was [Xu Mo], so he dared to guarantee it.
In fact, the police might not even need to go to great efforts to find the car.
[Xu Mo] would naturally find a way to return the car.
The police officer was so certain because not long ago, after [Xu Mo] drove away a police car, he returned the car to the traffic police unit after not too long...
This incident was the talk of the town among the police officers.
Although the way the car was returned was a bit damaging.
But he did return the car after all.
He could still be considered a five-star good citizen!
...
In the car.
[Yang Jingxuan] was counting on her fingers.
"Extortion, hijacking a plane, prison break, bank robbery...[Xu Mo]! We're committing bigger and bigger crimes! What are we going to do next?"
"What you said...", [Xu Mo]'s face darkened. "It's as if I'm really some heinous criminal."
[Yang Jingxuan] stuck out her tongue and murmured softly,
"Anyway, since I met you, you haven't done a single good deed..."
[Xu Mo]: "......"
Damn, that made a lot of sense!
He wanted to refute it.
But he really couldn't think of a counterargument at that moment.
When he thought about it carefully, ever since he was forced to participate in this show,
he seemed to really not have done a single good deed.
What he had done was basically all kinds of illegal and non-compliant bad things.
"So...what are we going to do next? Based on past patterns, are we going to pull an even bigger heist? ", [Zhou Qiaoqiao] smiled and stared at [Xu Mo].
[Xu Mo]'s gaze swept past the gold bars in the car.
He had already decided what to do next.
After a pause, [Xu Mo] said,
"Let's not engage in those illegal activities for now. Let's do a good deed."
Upon hearing these words, the livestream viewers thought there was something wrong with their ears.
"WTF? [Xu Mo] is going to do a good deed?"
"Holy crap? You guys heard it too right, I thought there was something wrong with my ears."
"I suddenly feel that for [Xu Mo], abiding by laws and regulations would already be the biggest good deed he can do."
"I f*cking know what [Xu Mo] is going to do! A good deed...isn't he going to fund fallen women?!"
"Holy sh*t, I often provide funding for fallen women, giving 500-800 each time I go."
"So, uh...my friend wants to ask where he can find these fallen women in need of funding?"
"??? And you guys call this a good deed?!"
It wasn't just the livestream viewers who thought there was something wrong with their ears.
[Yang Jingxuan] and [Zhou Qiaoqiao] also thought so.
They said in unison,
"Do a good deed? What good deed?"
[Xu Mo] smiled mysteriously without explaining.
Instead, he pressed the voice recognition button to the right of the steering wheel and said,
"Navigate to the nearest welfare home."
"The nearest clubhouse has been found - Qi Clubhouse, navigating route for you now, total distance 4.7 km..."
[Xu Mo]: "???"
[Yang Jingxuan]: "???"
[Zhou Qiaoqiao]: "???"
This was a BMW, not a Cadillac right?!
How was the navigation so messed up?
Asked it to navigate to the nearest welfare home.
But the voice assistant recognized it as a clubhouse instead?
Was it the car's problem or the owner's good training?!
"Navigate to the nearest welfare home!"
"The nearest bathhouse has been found - Shallow Deep, navigating route for you now, total distance 5.4 km..."
[Xu Mo]: "???"
[Yang Jingxuan]: "???"
[Zhou Qiaoqiao]: "???"
Holy crap, looks like the title of Bath King's Cadillac has to be relinquished to BMW!
The livestream viewers also erupted.
"It still has to be BMW! Luxury cars really are different!"
"Buy buy buy! Swipe card, swiping right now!"
"Bros, now you know which car to buy right?"
"What model is this car, 535? I'm going to the 4S dealership right now to see the cars!"
"..."
"F*ck...", [Xu Mo] sighed.
He decided not to rely on this unreliable navigation.
Instead, he took out his phone
to navigate using his phone.
"Are you going to the welfare home to donate money?", [Zhou Qiaoqiao] asked.
[Xu Mo] nodded.
"Yeah, I had the habit of donating before, it's just I didn't have much money then so I donated less. Now that I have more money I can donate more. I plan to donate one gold bar. We can also stay at the welfare home for a few days to recover."
At the show's backstage.
Upon hearing these words, [Song Yixue]'s entire body felt unwell.
Donate one gold bar to the welfare home?
It should be known that according to the agreement, [Xu Mo] would have to take money out of the show's pocket for everything he robbed from the bank this time.
In other words.
If [Xu Mo] donated one gold bar to the welfare home, he would be spending the show's money!
F*ck!
Funding the children at the welfare home using the show's money?! In [Xu Mo]'s name??!
So [Xu Mo] would do the good deed, but the show has to foot the bill?
You're amazing!
So high and mighty!
......
......
Okay okay, that's it for now, good night brothers and sisters!
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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
