RE: My Dragon Girlfriend In The Dragonic Apocalypse

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"What!? Monster!" The older cop yelled out in shock. He then fired the gun a few more times. This time Blake did not catch it or anything and let the bullets hit him. Sure enough, as soon as they hit his body, no matter where it was, even the one that hit his eye was crushed flat on impact and fell to the ground.

"Can you stop? Although it won't kill me, it's like being bit by mosquitoes." Blake complained as he arrived in front of the older cop. He then proceeded to hand his weapons over. Since he did not need to worry about being shot, having so many weapons were kind of useless. He took off all the weapons he had except for the assault rifle and a pistol. He dropped them in front of the old cop before turning around.

"Huh? Where are you going!?"The older cop yelled out in confusion. He did not understand what this man was doing!

"Well, you see, I originally planned to have a bunch of different weapons, which meant many ammo types, but now I only need one, so I am going to go switch out the ammo. Don't worry. I will be right back. Then you guys can follow me to the bank and watch me rob it." Blake replied honestly as he continued walking forward.

The older cop and the other police officers did not even know what to do about this situation. "Quick, call the chief! We need to get a swat team out here asap!"

Five minutes later, Blake returned with a bunch of magazines filled with bullets. And a plastic bag full of boxes of bullets. He did not want to run out after all. With his gun holstered and strapped to his back and his extra magazines and bullets in a bag, Blake walked past the group of cops at the entrance without issue. They didn't even try to stop him. Instead, they all kept their guns pointed at him as he walked out of the police station.

They then followed him out of the station and down the street. A few other cops were busy blocking traffic. And keeping people away. But they could not quarantine the road fast enough as Blake walked over to the nearest bank, opened the door, and entered with his guns in his hands.

The security guard in the bank almost shat his pants when he saw Blake walking in with the police following him. Everyone with their guns drawn. Blake raised his gun and pointed it at the ceiling, and fired as he yelled out: "This is a robbery! Take out all your cash! Even what's in the safe!"

Blake then turned to the old cop and shoved an empty plastic bag in his hands. "Go and fill it with cash! Why are you just standing there!?"

"Huh? Ah? Right…." The older cop took the bag unconsciously and went to step forward before he suddenly stopped and yelled out: "What the fuck are you making me do!? Put your hands up, and let me arrest you!"

"I will think about it after you help me fill these bags up! Here one for you and you and you!" Blake started handing out plastic bags to everyone. He had found a stack of them in the basement.

All the police officers were forced to take a bag without being able to process what was going on. The bank staff stared at the scene, wondering if they were being filmed in some way or not. They were unsure of what to do! But they knew one thing. The gun in the handsome man's hands was real!

"Hurry up! We do not have all day! What if the cops come!" Blake yelled out, causing the staff to almost fall over! Everyone there almost yelled out: Are you not using the cops as a means to rob us!?

The scene was so ridiculous that the cops, including the old man, began doing as they were told, mainly because the monster in front of them was not scared of bullets! The whole situation was a mess. The bank staff had no choice but to comply and hoped things would work out in the end. But as things were going as Blake planned, a few swat team trucks pulled up outside the bank.

"Fuck! Someone called the cops!" Blake yelled out at the top of his lungs. He was actually having quite a bit of fun playing around. "Hey, old man, go to the door and tell them if they dare to do anything, you will begin shooting the hostages."

"What!? You want me to make threats!? I am a law-abiding citizen!" The old man yelled out. But he also had a bag of money in his hands, which made him look like a huge hypocrite.

Blake chuckled and patted his shoulder as he said: "But right now, you are helping me rob a bank. Do you think the cops outside will believe you if you say you were trying to do the right thing? They will only see a man who is no different than me. A criminal who is robbing a bank."

"This…. Fuck!" Only now did the old man realize he had been fully tricked. Not just him but everyone in the police station followed this man like complete idiots! Because he knew he would not be harmed by bullets, he used that as a means to force them into helping them!

The old man collapsed to the ground. He could believe he had really committed such a crime. "I'm done. I was only a few years from retirement too…."

"It's not so bad. Just think you will have a few million to live off of after we leave this place." Blake was in a good mood as he pointed to the door. "Go make the statement."

The old man glared at Blake. But he still got up. He had no choice now but to do this! He did not wish to go to jail! He was a cop! He would be stabbed to death for sure!