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一位老者梦中被人摇醒,睡眼蒙眬,见一个魁梧的蒙面汉站在床边,拿着一个油光黑亮的家伙指着自己,他大吃一惊,睡意全消。呼救吧,独门独户,独自一人生活,有谁会来救自己?无可奈何,只好结结巴巴地说:“你、你、你……”蒙面人喝道:“把保险柜打开!”“我、我、我……”老者披衣坐起,死盯着蒙面人手里的家伙,那是一把手枪。“别磨蹭!”蒙面人摆摆手枪。老者穿衣下床,嘟哝着:“那可不是一件容易的事情。”他移开屏风,露出墙上的铁门。他扭动机关,铁门自动徐徐开启了。嚯!保险柜里
An old man was awakened in his dreams, his eyes blindfolded, saw a burly masked Han stood by the bed, holding a shining black guy pointing at himself, he was surprised, drowsiness disappeared. For help, alone, a single life, who will come to save yourself? Helpless, but stammered: “you, you, you ” masked man shouted: “open the safe! ”“ Me, I, I ... ”The old man in a blouse sat dead and stared at the guy in the hooded man, a pistol. “Do not rub! ” Masked men swinging pistols. The old man got out of bed and muttered: “That was not an easy task.” He removed the screen to reveal the iron door on the wall. He wriggled the body and iron gates were slowly opened.嚯! Vault!