Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

London.

"Do I really want to wear this?"

"You don't have to wear it."

"Then I wear the original one?"

"I said don't wear anything."

Jessica wrinkled her nose and reluctantly put on her helmet and mask.The mask is a skull, which looks a bit scary.

Hong Fei also dressed up. Both of them were wearing pure black combat uniforms, long combat boots, tactical gloves on their hands, and various tactical weapons on their waists.

Hong Fei glanced at it, nodded and said, "From now on, you are mute."

Jessica said gloomily: "I know."

"Ok?"

Jessica immediately shut up and just nodded.

Behind the two people is a team of 28 people who look exactly the same.

Turning around, the color of Ulysses' clothes was desert camouflage, which made him easily distinguishable from the others.

"Are you ready?"

Ulysses nodded, and then said with a worried look on his face: "Well, sir, should we make some arrangements first?"

"What else do you think should be arranged?"

"This... the British Museum is quite big. I'm afraid we don't have enough manpower."

"Don't worry, Datou has prepared the invasion in advance, and he will help us close the door and lock it."

"Is this too much noise?"

Hong Fei frowned: "What are you afraid of?"

Ulysses' face twitched: "What if we are besieged..."

Hong Fei: "Do you think they can trap me? Do you think too highly of them, or do you think you look down on me?"

Ulysses lowered his head in silence and did not dare to speak.

"Raise your head and show me your swagger as an international arms dealer. You will be the boss later, so don't act like a coward."

Ulysses shrank his neck: "Then what should I call you?"

Hong Fei pondered for a moment: "Zhang San, nicknamed Outlaw."

The group of people quickly boarded the bus. The one-way glass on the bus well concealed the situation inside. Jessica turned into a driver and quickly drove on the road with a foot of the accelerator.

The British Museum is located in Russell Square. When it comes to Russell, he is a senior...

As one of the four largest museums in the world, it has a collection of more than 800 million items, 99% of which are not on display.Of course, everyone knows that most of these things were stolen.

Hong Fei currently cannot take away everything here. Except for the vibranium weapons flowing out of Wakanda, he will only take away some particularly interesting things.

As for the others, I’ll get them later.

The bus should have stopped when it arrived nearby, because someone was already blocking the bus in front of us, preventing us from continuing inward.

But Jessica didn't care about this. She stepped on the accelerator and the bus accelerated suddenly, causing a burst of screams and exclamations from outside.

The vehicle frantically smashed through obstacles in front of it, broke through the iron gate, and ran all the way to the front of the museum.

Ulysses was the first to get out of the car. He only wore a thin mask on his face and looked high-spirited.

Then Hong Fei and others appeared one after another with guns, and pedestrians around the entrance of the museum immediately cast surprised looks.

It's just that these foreigners are a little too courageous, and they don't seem to regard them as bad people.

So, Master Hong was kind enough to shoot rapidly at the pillar at the entrance to the museum.

There was a loud sound of gunfire and debris flying everywhere. The onlookers finally reacted and began to run away with their heads down.

At this time, the security personnel inside the museum noticed something unusual. Someone rushed out of the door with a gun and shouted at the same time to close the door. People in the control room clicked and clicked, but the door did not move at all.

In New York, Da Tou was watching the surveillance footage while drinking tea comfortably.

Ulysses saw gunmen appearing and immediately ordered: "Kill them."

Continuous gunfire meditated again, and 30 people filed in in two rows, with Ulysses being protected among them.

Entering the museum, there was a lot of confusion and noise among the staff and tourists.

Ulysses fired several times and shouted, "Shut up!"

The hall suddenly became quiet.

"Gather everyone here!" Ulysses turned around and ordered, and the 30 people immediately dispersed.

At the same time, the doors around the museum were closed one after another. At this moment, the surveillance screen suddenly jumped.

This museum occupies a large area, and 30 people can only control part of it.

The vibranium weapon is located in the African Artifacts Hall.

Hong Fei came here first.

After crossing the corridor door, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind the door, with the muzzle of his gun directly pressed against Hong Fei's face.

Hong Fei paused.

"who are you?"

"I'm sorry!" As he yelled and cursed, Hong Fei quickly slapped the opponent's side of the face with a heavy slap. The opponent was immediately knocked to the ground. After falling to the ground, he became unresponsive. His ears and mouth were full of tears. Blood is oozing out.

Throwing the submachine gun behind him, he pulled the pistol from the outside of his thigh.

Step by step, facing the security personnel hidden in every corner, he quickly turned the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation, taking away names one by one with gunshots.

Although the increase in energy was weak, Hong Fei still felt it.

There is no way to increase energy faster than killing people.

Under the dome, the sound of the solid boots colliding with the smooth ground made a clanging sound, which entered everyone's minds like a note of death.

After a while, we arrived at our destination.

The door opened automatically as he arrived, as if to welcome him.

Suddenly there was a scream from inside the door.

Hong Fei shot in the air, and the ceiling immediately shattered on the ground.

"You all stand on your horse and shut your mouths for me!"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Hong Fei glanced at the crowd squatting on the ground, and then walked straight to a display cabinet.

A vibranium weapon that looked rusty was placed here obediently.

The material of the display cabinet was unusual, but Hong Fei just punched it and completely smashed it immediately. He grabbed the vibranium weapon and took it back. Hong Fei injected his energy into it, and saw the mottled rust on the metal surface falling off immediately. Revealing the smooth and bright silver vibranium inside.

Turning around, he drove the crowd towards the main hall.

Not long after, a large group of people squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads.

At this moment, the white dragon flew invisible overhead, empty boxes being thrown down in the inner courtyard.

Several people were left to guard the hostages, while the remaining 20 or so people quickly began to loot and stuff items into boxes.

At this time, Hong Fei began to complain about why he didn't get a skill card with a similar space storage function, and he didn't get similar gains when the space gem was in his hand. It was really a stretch when facing such a large-scale robbery scene.

Suddenly, a very discordant voice sounded from the crowd.

"Shameless robber!"

In an instant, not only Ulysses and others, but also people who were squatting down with their heads in their hands also looked over.

He was an old man in a suit and leather tie, his gray hair was meticulously styled, and his old eyes were shining with a light that did not match his age.

Ulysses sneered and stepped forward with his gun in hand.

However, Hong Fei gestured to the surveillance camera and then stepped forward.Seeing this, Ulysses also stopped.

After walking through the crowd to reach the other party, Hong Fei asked directly: "Have you had enough?"

The old man stood up with a firm look in his eyes.

At this time, the three young men squatting next to the old man suddenly stood up and surrounded the old man. They should be the old man's bodyguards.

Hong Fei: "Get out of the way."

The eyes of several young people moved slightly, but they still stood firmly in front of the old man.

One of them said: "Sir, we have no intention of interfering with any of your actions, but we hope you will not hurt him. His status is very special."

"Special?" Hong Fei laughed suddenly, "Haha, tell me, what makes him special compared to you and other people now?"

Before he finished speaking, Hong Fei suddenly fired several shots. The three bodyguards were shot in the knees and fell to the ground. Hong Fei took advantage of the situation and pointed the gun at the old man's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes changed, and he said with a fierce expression: "I am a noble, I have noble blood!"

For a moment, the young man next to him quickly stood up and pulled him while protecting him behind him.

"Aristocrats? In my mind, there are no aristocrats in the world. Bloodline? To be honest, I always thought that bloodline was only relevant to livestock. After all, the price will be affected after breeding."

The old man glared angrily and saw someone still moving the collection. He couldn't help but pointed and said, "Isn't this a shameless robbery?"

"You are allowed to snatch them back and put them on display here in a grand manner, but you are not allowed to snatch them back to collect and sell them?"

"You...that's our thing!"

"It's mine now."

"Shameless!"

"I learned from you."

The old man looked ferocious: "Damn it, you can never run away!"

Snapped!

Hong Fei suddenly slapped him, and his old body immediately fell to the ground. Hong Fei even raised his leg and stepped on the opponent's cheek.

"You're really brave."

Everyone around him was silent and didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even dare to turn around and look.

"You said you were a noble."

boom!

A cluster of blood spurted out from the opponent's thigh, and he immediately screamed miserably.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought nobles were invulnerable. By the way, you also said you have noble blood?"

As he said that, Hong Fei stepped heavily on his wound and moved his toes vigorously. In an instant, the already turbulent blood flow jumped as high as a fountain.

Amidst the miserable screams, Hong Fei shook his head.

"Same color, same smell of blood. Tell me, which part of your blood is nobler?"

The old man could only shout, so he couldn't even bother to reply.

Hong Fei was very dissatisfied.

He stomped on the opponent's ankles and knees one after another, and kept asking: "Tell me! What is so noble about you? Tell me, and let me see what is so noble about you!"

Behind him, Ulysses' eyes twitched wildly as he looked at the blood on the ground, and his heart grew colder as he watched Hong Fei's actions.

Jessica folded her arms and watched coldly, and snorted disdainfully when she saw the screaming old man.

A person's hatefulness and deserving of beatings do not change with age. Some people will only become more and more deserving of beatings.

After a while, Hong Fei retracted his feet. The opponent's calves and soles were already twisted out of shape.

But he still had the energy to speak.

"Stop fighting, please." The old man begged, dragging his residual leg and waving his hands again and again. His body was almost completely wet with cold sweat that was oozing out like crazy.

Looking at him, Hong Fei had no pity, let alone sympathy. He just wanted to laugh.

Looking at his trembling look, Hong Fei said softly: "I guess the owners of these things probably also begged like this. But why are these things here now? Can you explain to me?"

The old man was dull for a long time, and could only say with a grimace: "That's history..."

boom!

Hong Fei: "I am making history."