At this time, a harsh sirens sounded.

The police finally arrived.

But they only saw two gangsters who fainted and the cheerful bank staff.

How did this happen?

The policeman's face was full of question marks.

This scene doesn't look like a bank robbery, but rather a carnival party of some kind of theme.

"The police officer is the kid in school uniform."

Someone pointed at Clark and said.

"Everyone said, you defeated these two gun-bearing bandits?"

The fat police officer with beer belly came over and asked. He observed the scene intentionally or unintentionally for a while and found the double-barrel shotgun that was pinched into twisted flowers.

"You did this too?"

Clark was a little restrained, and he scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.

"Don't be nervous, my child, I'm just recording a confession. You stopped a bank robbery and saved everyone present. They are grateful to you and the police station will also give you a reward."

The fat police officer was experienced and slowed down his tone, wanted to eliminate Clark's vigilance, and then began to slander.

"Tell me, how did you knock them down?"

A high school student knocked down two gun-carrying bandits, which sounds like a fantasy.

Clark's throat rolled twice, remembering the words that his cousin taught him, and replied, "Police Officer, I, I am born with divine power, and I just waved my fists and knocked them over."

The fat police officer's round face suddenly became serious.

"Then is your natural divine power?"

He pointed to Clark's chest, and his clothes were so ragged that they showed a hole.
Chapter completed!