How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

The first time I heard that foreign guests from Yingjiang came to the Yun Provincial Museum.

Lao Fu and Chen Bu realized that something was wrong.

Or was Fobole the first to get there!

Damn!

They must have gotten clues from Jiang Desheng's men and rushed here in advance.

"Fuck! Everyone get out of the car and rush in!"

The old man turned his head and shouted sharply.

A dozen national security team members in three cars immediately ran out.

Everyone took out their pistols, cocked and loaded them, and followed Lao Fu and Chen Bu towards the Provincial Museum like crazy.

The seven or eight security guards at the door have never seen such a battle in my life!

He charged with a gun and dared to stop him!

Isn't this just seeking death?

In particular, this group of people were incredibly agile. They jumped over the railing that was half a person tall and ran in in the blink of an eye.

"Captain, what...what should I do?"

A security guard asked anxiously.

The security captain rolled his eyes: "What should I do? What do you think we should do?"

"How can you earn a salary of 3,000 yuan a month for your life?"

Why don't you run away quickly!

Everyone heard the same thing, and dispersed in a swarm with strange screams, and no one dared to stop him for a moment.

It’s so heartbreaking that there’s no place to cry!

It can be seen that they ran away and Chen Bu refused!

Damn it, where did all the energy to stop us just now and say that the National Security Bureau is nothing?

Ah!

Now you start running when you see a gun drawn?

late!

Chen Bu took the lead and took a few steps to catch up with the security captain.

With a flying kick, he kicked the opponent directly into the flowers.

"Run! Keep running!"

The security captain fell to the ground and cried for his father and mother.

"He's beating someone, Guo'an is beating him! Is there any other method?"

This left the old man running behind speechless.

Chen Bu, your special mother must be sick.

Why compete with a security captain?

"go!"

He tugged on Chen Bu's clothes and pulled him to continue running.

If Fo Bole snatches that incense bottle from the Dragon Kingdom again, his old master won’t have to mess around anymore!

After Chen Bu kicked him, he let out his anger, grinned, raised his gun and ran wildly.

Still halfway there, I saw panicked museum staff and two trucks that had just loaded cultural relics.

"Get off the car! Cuff everyone! No one is allowed to leave!"

The old man gave a sharp shout and grabbed a guy who looked like he was in charge.

"Identity! Tell me, who is Ma Wenbin, and where are those Yingjiang people? Tell me!"

The deputy curator who was grabbed by the collar was frightened to death.

What are you doing? This is.

Armed robbery?

It was so exciting that I actually saw someone robbing the museum with a gun.

He looked at the black muzzle of the gun and hurriedly raised his hands.

"Brother, I'm not Ma Wenbin! Our curator is in the cultural relics exhibition hall with those two Yingjiang people! If you kill him, all the cultural relics will belong to you..."

There was a sputtering sound, and the deputy director was so frightened that he peed his pants.

When Lao Fu saw this, his mentality almost collapsed.

Brother, how much do you want to be in power? You already told me to kill him and explode the cultural relics.

Why, he is an elite monster!

"Why panic! The national security handles the case, not the fucking bandits!"

"Come here, a few people, follow me and continue looking!" Old Fu shouted helplessly

"Yes!"

In addition to detaining the people present, the national security officers hurriedly followed Lao Fu and Chen Bu and continued running wildly.

Everyone ran all the way to the entrance of the exhibition hall.

Old Fu glanced at the environment and waved his hand.

"Except for Chen Bu, everyone else spread out and guard the entire building!"

"Once someone jumps out of the window and escapes, shoot him immediately without shouting!"

He observed that the entire exhibition hall building is made of all-glass curtain walls.

If Fo Bole inside wanted to escape, there would be no place to pursue him.

"Yes!"

Several people spread out again and surrounded the entire building.

Old Fu and Chen Bu looked at each other and ran in quickly.

Looking for movement, I ran all the way to the Ming and Qing porcelain exhibition hall. At a glance, I saw the open glass cabinet, the hands holding the cultural relics, and several people standing there.

"What are you doing, stop!"

Chen Bu shouted sharply, picked up the pistol, and was about to pull the trigger at Yang Zhao.

This person does not look like a Han Chinese, he looks like someone from the Northwest Territories.

Definitely not a museum staff member.

Chen Bu also confirmed immediately that the other party must be a Chinese from Yingjiang, or even Agent Fobole.

No matter what, let’s kill him first!

After several confrontations, he knew very well how ruthless Agent Ferbole was.

To have sympathy for your enemy is to be cruel to yourself.

"Don't shoot!"

Unexpectedly, Old Fu stopped Chen Bu and said in a deep voice.

"There are cultural relics everywhere, you're crazy! Before you shoot, ask if your salary can afford it!"

amount……

Chen Bu was very embarrassed.

He weighed his pitiful salary of less than 8,000 yuan a month and looked at the priceless cultural relics around him.

Hey!

you are vicious.

He had no choice but to put away his pistol and continued to shout: "Stop! Stay where you are, don't move!"

At the same time, he took out the swing stick from his waist, threw it away, and ran towards Yang Zhao and others.

Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer's expressions changed dramatically.

Towards the north nose.

Or Te Niang was chased by people from the National Security Bureau.

What a bad luck girl.

How come when our ancestors robbed tombs, there was no police, no national security, and not even a villager to report it.

In our generation, we are just like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat us.

Any noise caused by it would be known to the whole world.

How did Guoan get involved?

"cousin!"

When Hu Jiuer saw the two people running towards him, he exclaimed and raised his hand.

Two darts made of fine steel flew towards them.

Yang Zhao saw his cousin making a move and sighed, knowing that today would be a fierce battle.

He stretched out his big hand, grabbed the perfume bottle in the display cabinet, and shouted.

"Let's go! Leave here first!"

Then he pulled Hu Jiuer, holding the bottle in his other hand, and ran frantically towards another exit.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

The two darts made a piercing sound in the air and went straight to the faces of Lao Fu and Chen Bu.

The two hurriedly hid, narrowly escaping.

Chen Bu, in particular, was not as agile as Lao Fu, an old comrade in his fifties, and was almost hit by a dart.

Wow!

The dart was so powerful that it shattered a glass showcase behind him.

"Fuck, it's fatal!"

Chen Bu's face turned pale, he cursed secretly, pulled Lao Fu to his feet and continued the pursuit.

Four people ran out of the Ming and Qing porcelain exhibition hall one after the other.

Only Ma Wenbin and the trainee custodian were left watching the scene in front of them stupidly.

From the time when people from Guoan rushed in, to when Yang Zhao snatched away the incense bottle, the two of them couldn't react at all.

"Uh... Director Ma! Our museum is... shooting a movie today?"

"Shoot your uncle!"

Ma Wenbin shouted with a mournful face and slumped down in the exhibition hall.

Finished!

All is lost!

From the moment Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer turned around and ran away, he knew he was finished.

The bullshit in-depth exchange of cultural relics between the two countries is basically a trap.

A complete trap!

The purpose of this group of Chinese Americans is to benefit the Duke of Guizhou...

Burial incense bottle!

……

The pursuit outside continues.

After Yang Zhao ran out of the porcelain exhibition hall, he did not choose to continue running away from the exhibition hall. Instead, he turned around and grabbed his cousin and rushed into the bronze exhibition hall.

"elder brother……"

Hu Jiuer looked puzzled and didn't know why he didn't run away quickly.

The fool also knows that there will be many obstacles outside, and it is unclear whether the two of them will lose their lives here.

"Don't worry! Jiu'er, put them down first! Otherwise, no one can run away!"

With sharp eyes, Yang Zhao saw the figure of Guoan outside the glass curtain wall.

At least the other party here is too scrupulous to shoot.

Once he ran out, he would be shot dead on the spot.

After he explained, he looked fierce and rushed into the bronze exhibition hall with Hu Jiuer.

Because of the darts, the two people behind were delayed for a few seconds.

Just these few seconds are enough for them to hide temporarily.

After the two broke into the exhibition hall, they quickly disappeared!

"Where are the people! Damn, where are you running! Come out! Come out!"

Chen Bu was almost killed by a dart just now. Now his face was full of anger, and he and Lao Fu also chased into the bronze exhibition hall.

But I saw that the entire hall was filled with all kinds of exquisite cultural relics from the ancient Dian Kingdom.

Even the most famous ones are the shell storage container for the murderous sacrificial pillar scene in the Western Han Dynasty, the ox-tiger bronze case, the Dali gilt silver bead-inlaid golden-winged bird and other treasures of the museum.

They are all stored in this exhibition hall.

The value of such an exhibition hall is estimated to be as much as the total annual production of a small country.

The two of them held the swinging sticks, one after the other, and explored inside step by step.

By this time, Lao Fu and Chen Bu were no longer in a hurry.

After all, people have successfully blocked it. Even if they run out, there will still be a dragnet waiting for them.

Anyway, this man and woman will never be allowed to escape from the provincial capital.

dong dong dong...

In the dim lighting of the exhibition hall, you can even hear the slightly excited heartbeats of the two people.

The two of them searched slowly, heading deeper.

No one knew where the two thieves were hiding.

You can only look at each showcase one by one slowly.

During this period, Chen Bu tried to take out his pistol several times.

He didn't have a gun in hand, and the opponent looked very skilled, which made Chen Bu, who had switched jobs from a correctional officer, feel very unsure.

He is not as powerful as his adoptive father. If someone wipes his neck in the dark, he will be completely stunned.

But looking at the priceless bronzes around him, Chen Bu gave up again.

Count the balls!

If you really beat one to pieces, you probably won’t even be able to pay for it with your life.

He frowned irritably. Because of his nervousness, the hand holding the stick was covered with sweat, and he walked slower and slower.

This made the old man behind Chen Bu sigh.

After all, I have experienced very few things.

When encountering a life or death crisis, it is inevitable that the mood will fluctuate.

This is a fatal thing in a fierce battle.

But just when Old Fu was about to speed up and take the initiative to walk in front of Chen Bu to open the way.

The other party finally started to attack.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and a short glass display cabinet was thrown over from a dark shadow in front of Chen Bu.

"careful!"

Lao Fu saw it clearly and shouted in a hurry.

"Damn! Hidden arrows hurt people!"

When Chen Bu saw a display cabinet coming at him, he hurriedly turned aside to avoid it.

But by hiding like this, he fell into the opponent's trap.

One meter away from him, a black shadow appeared again.

The black shadow actually rose into the sky, showing a very strange posture, and kicked Chen Bu in the head!

How weird?

The man's head rushed down, his feet rushed up, and his whole body turned over.

With one hand, he grabbed the Cong-style incense bottle and flashed a dazzling light in the darkness.

A foot in mid-air was like a sickle, slashing hard at the back of Chen Bu's head and cervical spine!

Because Lao Fu was standing behind Chen Bu, he could clearly see the whole process.

His mind was shaken, his whole body was trembling, and he shouted uncontrollably.

"Chen Bu, hide quickly!"

"This is……"

"Kuixing kick fight!"