I'm A Trash

Episode 16's

"It looks like all the hostages are here." Lin Mu muttered.

About ten people in total, with two of them being elementary school-age children sitting in shuffles on each of his father's left and right hugs. They sat in terror in the corners and edges of the room, leaning against the wall.

Lin Mu swept his gaze over the silence one after another of those fretful faces. He was still standing in his place, after toppling the Bald with useless wire muscles. Under his feet, the man was helpless. Either you're breathing, or you're not.

Until his gaze fell on something lying in the far right corner of the room. There was no other object in that place as a rival to steal Lin Mu's attention.

Okay, he started to step up, approaching an object that anyone knew, it was a bag. Two and close to each other.

Clad on one knee he touched to the floor, and the other leg crouched down how usual, Lin Mu began to touch the longitudinal zipper at the top center of the tote bag. The shape is very similar to the bag that is usually carried by nursing mothers on an excursion to the city park with crammed baby equipment in it, but this one is much larger in size.

SREEETT ....

Sure enough, Lin Mu said heartily after seeing the contents inside one of the bags he had just been busy with.

Unpredictable in number, the country's highest fractional money sheets, have been grouped into a shape of clutter, filling the dense space of a jumbo bag in front of him.

It was quite astonishing for the young man to look at him.

They had already robbed this much money, and not a serial number.

Lin Mu looked at the hostages who were still in the ill-fated corner in place.

The hostages still don't know my identity. Then ....

Seringai happy, thin only, daubed Lin Mu from behind his buff mask.

Maybe you should not waste any more time, he thought. The zipper of the bag was returned to the closing position. He then got up, muttered and two large bags on the left and right of his hands.

I'll take this money. Hehe ....

Without caring for the tense faces of the hostages, Lin Mu waltzed past leaving the place with a feeling of pleasure.

Like life, it will not always be easy.

From her position, a woman in jeans as tall as an adult squishy and red yukensi who displayed her cleavage, scrunched her face in response to Lin Mu's mannerisms.

Seeing the actions of this person ... had he and the Bald just had an internal dispute? his inner.

Until ....

"Ehm?"

His gaze caught an object-that Lin Mu might have forgotten.

The Bald gun!

That was lying on the floor about two meters away in the front corner of the room, having bounced off during Lin Mu's loud kick over the burly man earlier.

Not waiting, let alone struggling a lot with her inner nature, the sexy woman did a rolling motion, exactly the kung fu fighters. Very quick and looks ordinary. After getting the object, with one leg bent, and the other half tucked to the side, he pointed the gun straight towards Lin Mu's back.

"Don't move!"

It felt like it had been a while ago indeed, but in reality, Lin Mu's footsteps were indeed just about to reach the doorway. He was quite jolted with the soprano-type voice behind him, then turned his head thinly.

"Miss, I won't make things difficult for you!" said Lin Mu. "Now you can get out of here by yourself."

The woman replied firmly, "We will definitely leave! But now you have to put those two bags in your hand. Besides as a cop, I can't let you go."

Lin Mu flipped his body facing the woman. "It was a police associate" he added. "Let's be sure .. I take one bag, the rest for you. Then the rest, let's just say we never met each other. How's it?" he tried to negotiate.

"Not much nonsense with me here!" hardik quickly the woman. "Put the bag down, hold your head and squat! Otherwise, I'll shoot you!"

Unfortunately, there were no tools or objects for Lin Mu to make threatening weapons back. As a result, he was forced to drop both bags. "Well, I'll do what you say." With a sigh of resignation, then lowered his body following the orders of the apparatus.

"You! Go over there and tie both hands with a belt!" the police woman's strict orders on a man sitting fragile behind her. Either the man is a partner, or maybe his partner.

No one thinks it's important.

In his position, not squatting, Lin Mu chose to sit with both hands propped up by his bent knees.

The man who had been ordered had started to approach with a belt in his hand, to tie the bagundal.

But yes ...there was another crazy look that was in Lin Mu's eyes. He observed the man with a scrap of idea in his head.

As before ....

Not until the belt-carrying man performed his actions as ordered, Lin Mu first and quickly crashed himself into the man's body until he fell to the side.

And trying to stop the policewoman wasn't fast enough. As a result ...he was hit by the back of his colleague man quite hard and finally equally plunged, facing the floor in a position piled up like market fish on the seller's table.

That ridiculous position was used by Lin Mu to snatch the gun in the woman's hand, then turned to point it at the little rebel and asked, "Miss police, what are you doing this for?" A little sighing inexhaustibly. "I'm asking, everyone go to the corner of the wall and crouch down!"

What to say, just effort. The policewoman with long hair whipped that beautiful, according to her with a deplorable look-more to herself who was not good enough to deal with a bromocorah like Lin Mu. Then ... still deserve the title of the apparatus with him?

Now it all comes back to the beginning. The hostages again filled the corner of the room with a look of despair. If the smart-ass lady had not done such a stupid act, they might have been free without having to undergo such a disgusting silly drama.

"Huff!" Lin Mu sighed violently. Why is it always drama? thought bells.

Feeling no more business, the young man then continued his delayed steps. Leaving the place with two large toes of money that the amount might faint, if counted in a tired state and eyes twitching.

Alright ....

Lin Mu swung a step down the hallway, towards the original place where it had come.

From a distance of several meters, the figure of the ladder guard that he had previously crashed had been seen - still neat in the unluckiest position.

Lin Mu started removing the attributes he had borrowed from the man, and started wearing his own clothes.

Before going up the stairs and completely out of the place, for a moment he smiled, staring at the helpless body of the guards lying before him.

"Perfect!"