Biao Han

Hao Ren and the others finally arrived at a five-star hotel closest to the British Museum after being stuck in a traffic jam for nearly two to ten minutes.

Here, you can see the situation of the entire British Museum, and Song Moran knows this best.

"Most of the things on display in the British Museum are fakes. Those who know the business know that most of the people who come here to see them are people who don't understand. Good things are hidden in the underground vault." The two stood in front of the window, lifted the delicate silk veil slightly, and looked at the British Museum from top to bottom.

Hao Ren said with a smile: "It seems that you and your great-grandfather's way of thinking made you scared."

"I heard that there are a lot of people making trouble, and there are also a lot of people who come directly to smash and destroy them. There are all over the world. After all, this so-called world's largest museum collects things looted from other countries, just like some Don't many countries shout now that they don't need their help to collect it, heh..." Song Moran is also the kind of person who is not afraid of things, and if he really decides to do it, he won't be troubled by it.

"How much power and responsibility. If we really have that much power, it doesn't matter if we do it. Now, let's wait for the confrontation between the country and the country as a whole. Let's take care of our own affairs first. How about it? You are somewhat sure." Hao Ren stared at the British Museum below.

Song Moran was silent for a while, and then spoke for a while.

"It's not very sure, because it's not like he carries things on his body, he puts them there. Now it's high-tech, strong and expert, and they are all there to guard. There are also a lot of police secretly stationed around , the army. There are countless light and heavy firepower. As long as there is a situation, the surrounding area will be blocked. If a team cooperates, whether it is in terms of technology or strength, it has been calculated. If they are suppressed, there is still a chance. Now it is only us Two, no matter how hard we try, the chance of success is estimated to be only [-]%." Song Moran was able to say this.It's not that easy, it can be seen that things are not optimistic...

Hao Ren nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's already pretty good, according to what you said. They have more than a dozen six-level and seven-level powerhouses, and two eighth-level powerhouses, as well as the most powerful high-tech means. , plus the surrounding army and police. Under such circumstances, you can be [-]% sure, which is quite good. In this way, you see..."

talking.Hao Ren lowered his finger and said, "If I can create chaos around the British Museum and attract them and the surrounding police force, how much more sure can you be."

The British Museum is a symbol of the splendor and power of Britain, and a memory of the British Empire, which is known as the sun never sets.There are too many royal families, old dreams that the British want to relive.At the same time, he is also the face of Britain, so after a series of incidents, the British Museum has become a place that is no worse than the Royal Palace.

The Great Court of the British Museum, located in the center of the British Museum, was opened in December 2000 and is currently the largest covered square in Europe.The top of the square is composed of 12 strangely shaped glass pieces.In the center of the square is the reading room of the British Museum, which is open to the public.

The location Hao Ren was pointing to was exactly this large atrium square.

Song Moran thought for a while and said, "The chance is [-]% to [-]%. Because it has been two years, I don't know what changes have occurred in them. The main danger is inside. As long as they get something, even if they find it, the chance of escaping is very high. Great, but the two eighth-level powerhouses are very troublesome. I still have the confidence to get rid of the seventh-level powerhouse. But the eighth-level powerhouse is too powerful, and can attack from the air. With my current skill, it is difficult to escape Their eyes and ears follow."

Attacking from the air, in fact, a strong person who has reached the peak of the seventh level can already do it.It's just that in terms of power, it's not the same as the eighth-level powerhouse.

"What if I help you lure these two eighth-level powerhouses away?" Hao Ren turned and looked at Song Moran.

Song Moran listened happily and said: "Heh... Then what else to say, I have learned to break formations and organs, including those high-tech things since I was a child. The things that I can get by hand are the most troublesome things for this strong man. If you can get the main I'm [-]% sure that a few strong men will lead away."

He is an expert in this area, so Hao Ren didn't bother to ask.How can he get in, how to break, how to solve those verifications, soldiers...

"Okay, that's it. I'll do the things that cause chaos and attract the strong. You're responsible for going in and stealing the Jade Chibibi. How long will it take you to prepare?" Hao Ren immediately made a decision. Hao Ren I heard Song Moran mention once that entering such a well-guarded, top-of-the-world place requires a lot of preparation.

Song Moran silently calculated and said: "It will take at least half a month to prepare, a lot of equipment needs to be built, and there are still some investigative work to be done, as well as some things like taking fingerprints, irises, and blood samples. Especially It’s some equipment, because I can’t contact my family, I guess I got it from the UK, it’s too easy to attract attention, and I have to go to neighboring countries to pay a high price.”

There is a special offer for the art industry, and Hao Ren is at a loss as to what Song Moran said.

He hastily stopped him and said, "Forget it, you don't need to tell me about this, you can do it. We are not in a hurry, so in sixteen days, we will do it."

Song Moran smiled and made an OK gesture.

They ordered a business suite, which was comfortable and unobtrusive.

Song Moran went to open the refrigerator, took out two bottles of beer, and made a gesture to throw them to Hao Ren.

"I still have something to go out, take a rest and prepare your things quickly." After saying that, Hao Ren walked out.

Song Moran put down a can, opened one by himself, and asked, "Brother, you are injured, why don't you get out!"

"I'm going to talk to someone about art, but listen carefully, you should prepare honestly and don't run around."

"Pop...cough...cough..." Song Moran almost choked on the wine and vomited it out, coughing again and again, and sighed helplessly, why was God so unfair that he let himself recognize such a big brother and go to appreciate art alone, He didn't bring himself with him.

"I can't appreciate art...wow... life is so unart..."

Secret service team five outside the medical room.

"Team leader, please hurry up and persuade Fang Yu. He hasn't eaten anything for the past few days. Besides, he is about to be discharged from the hospital. He has both internal and external injuries. You treated him for the internal injuries and he was better. The external injuries. The opponent's energy is very destructive, not only his arms were completely crushed, but the left half of his body was also affected, requiring rehabilitation." The attending doctor saw that Xia Zhixiao had finally arrived, and he was also relieved. Fang Yu was tortured badly, he had to go out immediately after he came back, and he hasn't eaten much until now.

If it weren't for the serious injuries on his body.There is no way to resist, and it is estimated that they have been forced out long ago.Now, it's all about injecting him with sedatives and glucose.nutrient solution to maintain.

Xia Zhixiao nodded: "I'll take care of it. You can do your work."

"Okay, then you can persuade him more." After finishing speaking, the attending doctor left.

Xia Zhixiao pushed the door and went in, only to see Fang Yu's face was ugly. He was handsome at first, but he was so thin that his bones protruded obviously in just two days.YouQi eyes, staring at the direction of his empty left arm.There is no longer the high spirits and arrogance of Ling Yun.

"What do you plan to do? Do you want to fall into a slump? Leave the fifth group and give up on yourself, or do you want to recover and become a real strong man." Xia Zhixiao's tone was still so flat, but every sentence pierced Fang Yu's heart.

Xia Zhixiao is Fang Yu's idol, he is the youngest team leader in the history of the secret service team, and he is a genius who has surpassed the eighth level at the age of thirty.He has dealt with countless difficult problems, all of which are good stories recited in private by their team members.

"I'm like this, what else can I do? The fifth group doesn't need a waste like me." The more arrogant the person, the harder it is to withstand the blow. He didn't even lift his eyelids, and his eyes were still dull and gloomy.

"The people in the five groups, none of them are trash, unless you want to treat yourself as trash. The left hand is useless, and the right hand is useless. The Big Dipper Sword is a unique move that stands proud of the world. Your master is one of the five most powerful men in the world. You Your road has just begun, and your road has been too flat since you were a child, and you have never experienced any setbacks. However, there are no setbacks in life, you can go back and ask your teacher, he has never been undefeated in his life."

"Failing once is not a big deal. You have done very well. You are the pride of the five groups, because you have used your own sacrifices to ensure the completion of the task. Think about it, over the years, the five groups How many people died, including those who sacrificed this time. Could it be that they are trash?" Xia Zhixiao's words sounded flat at first, although there was not much fluctuation in his tone, the influence exerted its power unconsciously.

"No..." Fang Yu roared in a low voice, and suddenly raised his head to look at Xia Zhixiao.

Xia Zhixiao nodded secretly in his heart, as long as he reacted, if he was really completely depressed, that would be the most troublesome thing.

"Since you know, that's good. You are talented. You have a better chance to learn the Big Dipper Sword. Now it depends on whether you have perseverance and perseverance. If you practice your inner strength hard and re-train your right hand, you can still stand proudly in the sky with your sword .Remember, there is no waste in the five groups. You should think about it yourself. If you figure it out, cooperate with the doctor's treatment. Recover as soon as possible, train yourself stronger, and return to the team as soon as possible."

In Fang Yu's eyes, Xia Zhixiao sparked a fire. Although it was still small, it had already begun to burn.

When Xia Zhixiao came out, he saw Zhao Liuxiao at the door.

"Team leader, there has been news from Thailand. According to the exact news, the yellow-clothed monk has sneaked back to Thailand and entered the Poison Palace an hour ago. However, Hao Ren was not found. The yellow-clothed monk rushed out alone. Go back." Hao Ren is the key to the whole matter, he suddenly disappeared, Xia Zhixiao naturally wanted to find out.

"What about the on-site test results?" After careful consideration, Xia Zhixiao had basically denied the possibility of the yellow-clothed monk taking Hao Ren away. With a master of his level, he still carried such a thing.It seems that the information about him has always been very accurate, cowardly and greedy for money, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and cautious.

Zhao Liu said with a smile: "It is certain that Hao Ren did not die on the spot, only some of his blood, no flesh or bones belonged to him, and Song Moran who was with him also disappeared. All the places have sent people to After checking, they all seem to have evaporated at the same time. Moreover, even the World Killer Organization has lost track of him, and it is also investigating now."

Xia Zhixiao rarely showed a satisfied expression: "As long as people don't die, it's fine, they will always appear, and they will always be found. Song Moran is a clue here, find someone to follow up, and let the three groups pay full attention to the movement in Thailand, Always ready to respond.”

"Yes."

Poison Palace.

The holy monk in yellow knelt there tremblingly, not even daring to vent his breath, three of them went and one went back.My own strength is still the weakest. At that time, I just wanted to escape for my life, but now I am afraid of the punishment of the Poison Emperor.

After I reported the situation at that time truthfully, I found that the Poison Emperor was sitting on top without any reaction, and the yellow-clothed monk's heart beat even more.

After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "Master, this disciple sees that Hao Ren is dead, and there are too many people on the other side, so he didn't bother anymore. The senior brother and the third senior brother both sacrificed, the disciple is guilty, please punish the master."

The monk in yellow said in his heart, let me apologize first, maybe I can escape my life.At this time, everything was in the mind of the Poison Emperor, and the yellow-clothed monk felt extremely heavy in his heart.

"Get up, mission accomplished, you did a great job."

"Hmm..." The yellow-clothed monk froze for a moment, did he hear correctly, is this a compliment to me?

"Sacrifice is inevitable in battle. I've already thought of this. Come here." The poison emperor didn't feel much about the deaths of the green-clothed and black-clothed monks.

When he saw the three people who came out, the yellow-clothed holy monk let out a frightened sound, and his heart jumped up, as if he had fallen from a high altitude.However, he immediately realized that it wasn't a ghost. Looking at the three people who were exactly the same as the blue-clothed monk, the white-clothed monk, and the black-clothed monk, they were even dressed the same, and the yellow-clothed monk Understood.

Like last time, they are all stand-ins.

"The four holy monks of the Jade Buddha Temple are the gods in people's hearts. They are saints, so nothing can happen. Besides, they are about to make a pilgrimage. From now on, the affairs of the Jade Buddha Temple will be in your hands." After finishing speaking, the Poison Emperor waved his hand, The holy monk in yellow carefully led the three of them away, trembling in his heart, if he died, then...

"Hmph... Tsing Yi and the others are already a bit too strong to control, and the government has been in close contact with them recently. But this Huang Yi is easy to control. The emperor will break through the barrier of many years, so he no longer needs them , when the time comes, let the people of the world know who is the strongest among the five powerhouses in the world."