Peerless Forbearance System

Li Feng's words made 009 fall into an ice cave.

His Birmingham wife and twin daughters are arguably his best kept secret.

Because after he retired, he didn't tell any of his friends about getting married and having children, it was very secretive.

Why does this man wearing a ghost mask know everything about him...

"009, what else do you have to say?" Li Feng asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." 009 replied without changing his expression.

"Crash-"

A group of people all raised their guns and aimed at 009 in unison.

Just now, everyone saw clearly his momentary gaffe.

So no matter how calm 009 is, it has already been exposed that he is the ghost!

"Hear me out……"

"boom!"

009 was still trying to explain something, but 001 shot him in the head.

"Damn the ghost! Without him, even if Plan A fails, the situation will be far better than it is now." 001 cursed viciously.

Looking at the dead body of 009, Li Feng said silently.

Brother, don't blame me, you said you suspect someone is bad, if you insist on suspecting me, you deserve to die.

"Kill the ghost, now we can discuss how to escape." 001 said.

"There are too many policemen outside, and they will definitely not be able to get out." 029 said.

"That's right, judging by their posture, they probably can't even fly out." 046 said helplessly.

001 said in a deep voice: "If we can't kill them, we can only use Albert as a hostage and threaten them to let us go."

Li Feng shook his head and said, "One Albert is not enough."

"I know that although Albert is the curator, we have too many people, nearly 60 people, and Albert's weight is obviously not enough."

001 said helplessly: "But, we don't have any other hostages."

"No, we have something that the English government cares more about than hostages."

Li Feng pointed to the British Museum.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

yes!They are all extremely rare cultural relics in the British Museum, and all of them are priceless.

Many cultural relics are of extraordinary significance, and it is frightening to touch them.

These cultural relics are far more important than an Albert!

……

Outside the British Museum.

The police have been shouting, trying to negotiate with the gangsters in the museum.

"Director, a call from the Prime Minister." A policeman gave the call to the chief of police.

"It was the mayor just now, and now it's the prime minister. The queen will call later..."

The chief of police complained and got through to the Prime Minister of England.

"I'm Tempey...The situation is at a stalemate now, and there are about 60 gangsters left...I'm already making a plan...Okay, I get it."

The police chief hung up the phone.

"Secretary, what are the instructions first?" A policeman asked.

"Cultural relics are more important than people." The chief of police said slowly.

The few policemen who heard it looked at each other.

Cultural relics are more important than people, that is to say, it doesn't matter if Albert dies, and cultural relics cannot be damaged or lost.

"Oh, I made a mistake just now. Batiba's decision is correct. If Albert dies, he rushes in and wipes out the gangsters, so there is no need to stay in a stalemate."

The police chief couldn't help but feel some regret.

"Director, it's not good for the gangsters to continue the stalemate. They will definitely kidnap Albert and come out to negotiate terms."

"That's right, notify the sniper immediately, the next time someone dares to show his face, shoot directly!"

said the police chief coldly.

Time passed by, and the atmosphere in the British Museum became more and more tense.

Suddenly, the hole in the window opened and a body was thrown out.

"Bang bang bang bang-"

Ten snipers fired at the same time, and all ten bullets hit.

"That's a corpse, what do these gangsters mean?" the police chief wondered.

"Policemen, listen to me!"

At this moment, a voice came from the British Museum.

"I know you are very anxious, but we are also very anxious, because if the stalemate continues, we will die."

"So, I have a deal that you must be very interested in."

Li Feng shouted loudly from the corner of the museum.

The police chief said coldly into the loudspeaker: "Give up, we won't make any deals with you, I advise you to surrender immediately!"

"Hehe, you will definitely make this deal, because we have 'substance' in our hands." Li Feng laughed.

"Substance?" The police chief was a little puzzled.

"The British Museum is really good. It has a large area and many cultural relics, and all of them are precious, and each one is of great value."

"What do you want to do?" The police chief's face changed slightly.

"In my hand, now there is a vase, which I just found casually. It seems to be called... um, the Portland Vase."

Li Feng was holding an extremely exquisite vase.

Hearing "Portland Vase", the face of the police chief changed instantly.

The Portland Vase, the finest surviving example of ancient Roman gemstone glass, was owned by the Duke of Portland in the 18th century.

Definitely a national treasure!

"You must not be impulsive!" The police chief's face turned ashen for a while.

The prime minister just called him and told him that cultural relics are more important than people, and now the robbers gave up the hostages and took the cultural relics as "hostages" instead.

Moreover, this guy is holding a Portland vase in his hand, which is the best collection of the British Museum, which makes them even more afraid to act rashly.

"Hurry up and notify the sniper, give up shooting!"

The chief of police hurriedly issued an order.

The Portland vase has already been broken once, and it must not be broken again, otherwise he must be a sinner.

"Mr. Director, can you listen to my transaction now?"

Li Feng took the Portland vase and swayed a few times at the entrance of the cave.

The police chief was terrified, for fear that Li Feng, a slippery hand, would smash this rare treasure into pieces.

"Tell me, how do you want to trade?" the chief of police gritted his teeth.

"Turn off the device that cuts off the signal immediately." Li Feng shouted.

"That's all right," said the police chief.

Soon, the device that cut off the signal was turned off.

The signal was restored inside the British Museum.

"Then what? Is the Portland vase all right?" asked the police chief.

"I'll get back to you in 30 minutes."

After Li Feng finished speaking, someone blocked the window opening.

"呵呵... Can you hear me?" 000's voice came from the earphones.

"I can hear it." 001 said.

"Very good! Listen to me, your decision-making is very effective. If you use cultural relics to threaten the police, they must not dare to act rashly."

000 said: "Do you have any good escape decisions?"

Escape decision?Surrounded by the police, you can't fly away even if you put on wings...

A group of people immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, and turned their attention to Li Feng.

From Li Feng's god-level marksmanship, to his discovery that 009 is an inner ghost, to his hijacking of "cultural relics" and a deal with the police.

Vaguely, they had completely trusted Li Feng and regarded him as the leader of the team.