Top Secret Entrustment [Rebirth]

After finishing speaking, Song Yuan raised his arms in a leisurely manner. After receiving the order, more than a dozen bodyguards in black behind him raised the miniature Uzi submachine guns in their hands and pointed their guns at the three of them.

"Third Young Master, Xiao Qiye, Mr. Luo, I know that you all have very good skills. If you really use your hands, your subordinates will definitely not be your opponents. However, no matter how good your skills are, they are not as fast as the bullets in this gun, let alone What's more, these guns are not equipped with silencers, once the guns go off and someone calls the police, as soon as the New York police arrive, us thieves with sensitive identities will have to hurry up and leave the scene."

These words are extremely polite and reasonable, but anyone can hear the three-point threat in it, and it is indeed aggrieved to say that no matter how prominent the thieves are in their daily lives and how comfortable they live, after all There is still an unclean background, even if it is disguised, it is impossible to live like an ordinary person.

Yu Xicheng's expression was cold, and the contempt in the depths of his eyes staring at Song Yuan was obvious. He raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer, and said flatly, "It's the person who followed the teacher after all, and his methods are different from before."

"Third Young Master, you are joking. I am just a dog under the boss, and you are his important heir. Of course, Ah Yuan dare not make trouble in front of you." Song Yuan said: "As for these are the boss's own ideas , he only wants to see Xiao Qiye alone, and also hopes that Third Young Master will not embarrass his subordinates."

Hearing this, Yu Xicheng was about to speak, but someone grabbed his arm.

"Brother, forget it—" Xiao Yu clasped his fingers slightly, signaling Xicheng to be safe and calm, and walked around him after speaking, and said to Song Yuan, "Brother Yuan, where is the teacher, please lead the way."

Song Yuandao: "Exhibition Room No. 18, which is the room where Van Gogh's "Starry Sky" is located."

"Okay, I'll go up now, but—" Xiao Yu walked up to Song Yuan, his eyelashes trembled slightly, those sly black eyes looked behind him hesitantly, and joked: "Take this thing Let’s put it away first, in case someone gets hurt by a fire, Xiao Qi will remember Brother Yuan’s lifelong grudge~”

"Little Qiye, it's not the first day I've dealt with you. After all, I've known you for so many years. I can guess what's on your mind, A Yuan." As soon as I go up, I guarantee that the brothers will put away the guys immediately and treat the third young master and Mr. Luo well."

"Since this is the case, then Xiao Qi won't make things difficult for Brother Yuan." Xiao Yu scratched the rain-wet hair on the back of his head, curled up his beautiful black and white eyes, and smiled at Song Yuan with a gentle and harmless face.

At that moment, Song Yuan was dazed. He was the subordinate assigned to Xicheng by Cornell Schuman, and he was not much older than him in terms of age. Xicheng had always favored juniors, so he could be regarded as growing up with Xiao Yu.

Song Yuan didn't know why Schumann looked down on the youngest student. Although he wasn't as talented as Xicheng, he could at least be taught easily without much effort. However, in his memory, no matter what Whether Xiao Yu behaved well or badly, Schumann always had only one word for him—punishment.

Simply, this guy has a good personality since he was a child. As long as the wound he was punished does not hurt, he will always laugh and laugh. He doesn't know how to hold grudges. The meaning of the city is to give little Xiao Yu candies and snacks to eat, and the two of them will get to know each other after going back and forth.

After all, human beings are emotional animals, even if they are on guard against familiar people, it is difficult to be foolproof, so Song Yuan did not expect that Xiao Yu's hand behind his head made a "three" to Luo Yifan and Yu Xicheng gesture.

Within three steps, the two passed by.

Song Yuan could only see Xiao Yu's slightly tightened lip line in front of him, and the dark pupils in the boy's narrow eye sockets seemed to glance at him unintentionally.

The other party included Song Yuan and there were 13 people in total. They couldn't let the gun go off, and they had to ensure that they wouldn't be injured...it's a bit difficult!Xiao Yu's thoughts flashed, his brows were furrowed, but the moment he lowered his eyes, he accidentally saw the spotless floor tiles reflecting the bright lights.

The content of the conversation just now was very polite, without the slightest smell of gunpowder. Everyone calmed down from the almost confrontational confrontation. Xiao Yu noticed that the muzzle of the gun closest to him dropped a few degrees. The best proof of human arm muscle relaxation.

The opportunity is coming!

Xiao Yu held his breath calmly, walked straight past Song Yuan, and walked towards the gap between the two black-clothed bodyguards. The moment he passed by, Xiao Yu turned sharply, and at the same time, he stepped on his feet, and the whole person flew into the air, quickly Like a shadow, the folded knee mercilessly pressed against the back of the neck of the bodyguard on the left.

At this time, there was a scalp-numbing click sound in the quiet hall on the first floor, and the bodyguard didn't even have time to react. He tilted his head to one side and collapsed on the ground in a very strange posture.

Xiao Yu moved faster, and the moment he landed, he committed himself to catch the bodyguard's submachine gun, and then supported the ground with one hand, using only his peripheral vision to locate, the gun stock swept across, directly smashing the jaw of the bodyguard on the right.

The plasma mixed with a few broken teeth and splashed to the ground. The man was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he woke up in severe pain. He clutched his chin and screamed and backed away. It took only a few seconds for the others to react gradually. They came over and pointed their guns at Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu quickly pressed the communicator and said, "Lulu, cut off the power!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the lights in the entire art gallery were turned off, except for a few fluorescent green warning lights that were still on, and the visibility was extremely low.

Xiao Yu rolled away, stood up and dodged behind a bodyguard. He moved very nimbly and at an extremely fast speed. He didn't give the opponent any time to aim. Come over, raise your gun and shoot.

Song Yuan's face was pale, and he said loudly: "Be careful of accidental injury!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet shot out from behind, the sound of the gunshot weakened by the silencer was so weak that it could be ignored, blood and brains burst out onto the white wall, smearing a thrilling radial trace, the bodyguard who was headshot shook again Taking a step forward, he fell stiffly.

Luo Yifan stared at everything in front of him expressionlessly, like a cold and decisive god of death, turned his gun and pointed at the next target who made an attack on Xiao Yu.

Song Yuan's pupils constricted suddenly, and he was about to speak, but suddenly felt a strong wind whizzing towards his ears. He had no time to react, and was hit by a strong force on the right cheek. There was a bang in the head, the jaw was loose, and the mouth was filled with a sweet and bloody smell.

Song Yuan's eyes turned black from the pain, and he staggered a few steps in extreme embarrassment, spitting blood, he looked up at the person who came, his lips twitched, "Third Young Master..."

Yu Xicheng stared contemptuously, unbuttoned the two cuffs without saying a word, rolled up the sleeves, stepped forward and kicked into the opponent's fragile abdomen.

Unprepared, Song Yuan took a blow, and his whole body hit the wall backwards. His chest was panting violently, and his palms pressed his abdomen tightly. The injured organs convulsed and contracted, and the pain was like a fire.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Yu Xicheng looked at him condescendingly, "Because I'm his heir?"

"Third Young Master..." Song Yuan raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't...don't go against...his wishes..."

Yu Xicheng bent down and tightened Song Yuan's neckline, and lifted him up, "Teacher never lacks dogs who work hard for him, Shirley, Angela, Maggie, as long as he thinks, there can be many such people, A Yuan, You want to die for him so much? What good does it do you to betray me?"

Song Yuan's cheeks were swollen, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he said with a miserable smile: "No one can escape the boss's arrangement, he forgave you only because you are his recognized heir, otherwise he would have discovered you for the first time. When you let Xiaoqi go, you will be destroyed directly."

Yu Xicheng narrowed his eyes, "What is the teacher's plan tonight?"

"I don't know," Song Yuan shook his head, "He only said that he wanted to see Xiao Qi and he didn't want to be disturbed by others."

"Where is he going after tonight?"

"Boss didn't say anything."

"What about the aftermath plan?"

"I didn't explain..."

Yu Xicheng frowned. In his impression, Cornell Schuman has always been an extremely rigorous person, and the action plan must be detailed. Since the old residence in New York has been exposed this time, it is impossible not to do it according to his style. other arrangements.

"Third Young Master," Song Yuan said, "Let's do it."

The ghastly green light of the emergency light reflected Song Yuan's bloodless face, Yu Xicheng stared intently into his eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally just threw him on the ground, "Go, get out of here, the farther you can escape The better, don't let me see you again."

Song Yuan struggled to support his body, at this moment, the gunshot rang out, spreading in the closed building with a strange echo.A burning pain ran through his chest, hot blood soaked the front of his shirt, Song Yuan raised his head to look at the shooter, the halo in his eyes dissipated and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, there were several more gunshots, and the remaining bodyguards fell to the ground one after another. The man seemed to be completely unaffected by the dim light in front of him. Every bullet hit the vital point with great precision, without any deviation.

At this moment, the hall of the art museum was filled with a strong smell, Xiao Yu wiped off the blood splattered on his cheek, and looked back in surprise.

The man was standing in the backlight on several stairs, perhaps noticing the gazes of several people, he put away his gun, and a gentle and elegant voice sounded from the darkness, with some kind of indescribable tiredness, he said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xiaoqi. The teacher has never been good at waiting. Come up alone, or you will stay in this hall forever. The choice is yours. The time limit is before my patience runs out."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared into the shadow where the light could not reach, and walked towards the exhibition room.

At the same time, on the communication channel, Lu Cen asked anxiously, "How are you doing? Is anyone injured? Who fired the shot just now?"

Xiao Yu and Xi Cheng did not speak at the same time, Luo Yifan walked behind Xiao Yu and stabilized his slightly trembling shoulders, pressed the headset, and replied: "It was Cornell Schuman, he shot and killed his subordinates."

Lu Cen was stunned, puzzled and asked, "Why?"

"I don't know, maybe I got impatient with waiting," Luo Yifan said, "How's the surveillance situation?"

Lu Cen said: "Give me a few more minutes. You guys started fighting just now. I couldn't concentrate. I was delayed for a while, sorry."

"Lulu," Xiao Yu said in a low voice, "Help intercept the nearby telecommunication calls. I'm afraid that someone will hear the gunshots and call the police. It's not resolved here. I don't want to be disturbed."

"Leave it to me." Lu Cen said.

"It's troublesome."

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, she cut off the communication, then took off her coat and turned back to cover Song Yuan's body, "You wait here, I will go by myself."

Luo Yifan: "shaw?"

Yu Xicheng: "Xiao Qi..."

"Don't say anything!" Xiao Yu stopped the two of them, and his closed eyelashes trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and said, "I really don't want to see again—" His voice stopped abruptly, and his whole body stopped. Shaking uncontrollably, it took a long time before he said softly: "Let me go alone, please..."

At the same time, the dark clouds billowed in the night, thunder exploded, and torrential rain covered the entire city.

Three hundred kilometers away, in the backyard of a villa in the suburbs, the air full of water vapor is full of fragrance of flowers, and the blooming snow-white roses have been destroyed by the rain. Among the flowers that look like a cemetery, a half-person-high white marble stele stands quietly. over there.

This white jade stele is well preserved, and one can tell from a glance that someone has come to clean it regularly, but the strange thing is that there is neither a photo of the owner of the tomb nor his birthday name on the back, but an epitaph is very abruptly carved.

The lightning split the sky, illuminating the words on the stele brightly

It reads - [The world's greatest thief is buried here, he only belongs to me, he is waiting for me. 】Reynard held a black umbrella and stood tall in front of the stele. His whole body was almost drenched by the rainstorm, but the stone stele under the umbrella was not stained with a trace of water vapor.

There was a vibrating sound, Leonard maintained the posture of holding an umbrella, took out his mobile phone, put it on to his ear.

"Boss," Phoenix's voice came out of the receiver, "We have controlled the communication network in the entire Manhattan area, we have determined the address of the hotel where Deer and the others are staying, and the committee is ready. What are your plans for the next step?"

"Block all possible entrances and exits of the Museum of Modern Art in New York. Don't let anyone leave. I will go there as soon as possible. It will take about two or three hours."

"Yes, boss."

After hanging up the call, Leonard put away his cell phone, left his umbrella by the tombstone, and left alone in the rain.