Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 421: Go to war
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At night, Ocean Princess is close to Singapore. Several helicopters landed on the cruise ship, and more than 20 armed men took advantage of the night to unload dozens of boxes of different sizes from the helicopter.
And at the moment in the VIP room of the cruise French restaurant, Xu Yun is dealing with a piece of medium-boiled steak. Unlike the Chinese who like fully cooked steaks, the steaks that foreigners like are delicate and the cooking method is not the same thing.
Miss Tianhou has a big appetite today. She eats and stares at the opposite Zhou Qingfeng, especially under the table and kicks the opponent ’s leg with her feet.
Zhou Qingfeng does not speak, he is also responsible for eating steaks fed by Xu Yun. Whether she likes to eat or not, Miss Tianhou will force him to take a bite. On the other hand, Feng Wan looked like his own brother and sister, only a gentle smile.
Just as the three were eating happily, the female assistant of Xu Yun suddenly came over and whispered a few words to Xu Yun. The young lady who was eating happily deflated her mouth immediately and shook her head slightly: "Let them wait and handle this matter tomorrow."
The female assistant seems to be in a dilemma. Zhou Qingfeng asked in a low voice: "Is there anything urgent?"
"It hasn't been hurt by you. People in this life have never been so sad and uncomfortable. In those days, when they were angry, they bought a painting at a high price, and the seller who sold the painting sent me to pay. "Xu Yun mumbled and complained, and all the responsibilities were pushed to Zhou Qingfeng."
After all, it ’s time to come, it looks like a big showdown tonight. Zhou Qingfeng sighed in his heart and said to Xu Yun: "I will collect that picture for you. Those black market merchants are not good people."
"No, you don't know how to identify oil paintings. You can't even figure out Picasso's era." Xu Yun snickered.
Zhou Qingfeng can only retreat this time and say, "Then I will accompany you."
The eyebrows of Xu Yun immediately smile and bend, and wish to immediately pull Zhou Qingfeng away. For this kind of thing, Feng Wan said very much that she would not go, she said she would return to the suite herself. So, Xu Yun took the Zhou Qingfeng's hand and quickly walked to the auction venue for the agreed delivery, and ran all the way along the way.
The waiter on the boat led the two of Zhou Qingfeng to the door of the auction venue and no longer went in. Another two gun guards checked the identity of Xu Yun before releasing it. The auction venue, which could have accommodated a hundred people, was empty at the moment, and only a few people were waiting for Xu Yun.
"Hello, beautiful lady." A white man took the initiative to shake hands with Xu Yun and Zhou Qingfeng. "We have already drawn your purchases from the vault on the ship. Now we will deliver the paintings you purchased. I assure you , The real value of this painting far exceeds the cash you pay. "
The painting "Virgin, Son and Saint" has been hundreds of years old. When Zhou Qingfeng brought it back from Wasteland, it was only sealed with a plastic bag, but now the painting is installed in a sealed bulletproof glass Inside the box, it takes a lot of effort to open it.
Taking advantage of Xu Yun's time for identification, Zhou Qingfeng chatted with the white man in charge of the transaction and asked, "Please forgive me for taking the liberty. It is too dangerous for you to conduct such a transaction on a cruise ship in this way. It is too dangerous. Is the police eyeing? "
Zhou Qingfeng is already waiting for a war, but the situation is calm at the moment, and all processes are slow and seem to be no problem.
White men are also indifferent, he said with a smile: "We can become our customers are celebrities and celebrities around the world, they will not trouble themselves. Our security personnel are also first-class, the safety factor of the transaction process is very high High. You do n’t need to worry at all. "
‘That ’s because you did n’t provoke the enemy! ’Zhou Qingfeng slanders in his heart, and now he can only silently wait for the moment when the battle breaks out.
But in another cabin a few tens of meters away from the auction site, Elvin's old-fashioned, gloomy face rarely shows a smile. He was receiving news one after another that the black market businessman Lerner did choose to come directly to complete the transaction under the danger of persecution and the temptation of interests.
Do n’t think that Americans do n’t value their own honor. In fact, Elvin is thinking that they will be the heroes to recover American national treasures. "This group of black market businessmen is really bold. Do they really think that no one dares to deal with them? Let me put an end to the garbage in these dark corners. "
The appraisal of the paintings is being completed one by one, and Lerner ’s men are busy withdrawing the cash from the cruise vault. If you want to know that 200 million in cash is a huge pile, it is not easy to count, and it is even more troublesome to take it away.
"Mr. Elvin, all the paintings have been confirmed. It is indeed the batch that we lost in the Metropolitan Museum of New York. Now there is only the last pair of" Virgin, Son and Saint ". Go grab people. "The voice of Brigitte came from the radio, and the identification of dozens of paintings was a very tiring job.
Elvin said with a laugh: "No need to wait for the transaction to be completed, I will send someone to start a full arrest now. Not only do we have to recover all the stolen paintings, no one can take $ 200 million Go.
As for the Chinese woman, she shouldn't be involved in this matter at all. And she actually put Victor. Hugo pulled in. Ha Ha Ha. . . . . . , When I send someone to rush to take a few photos, tomorrow they will be on the Wall Street Times with the story of buying thieves, and then their reputation will be ruined. "
Hearing this, Brigitte also sighed in her heart, although she quite likes Victor. Hugo, but now it is helpless. She thought to herself: "Unfortunately, I like him very much. Why can't the person I partner with be such a handsome guy? It feels good for Asian men."
At the moment, at the auction site, Xu Yun, who had been staring at the painting for half an hour, suddenly frowned in distress and said to Zhou Qingfeng, "I should learn more from my father how to appreciate painting? Because I I found it impossible to tell the truth. "
Zhou Qingfeng just wanted to give a few words of relief to the woman's coquettish words, but suddenly heard a gunshot from outside the auction. This sudden change suddenly surprised everyone in the venue, and several security personnel pulled out their weapons. The white man who had just been confident in the transaction seemed at a loss.
Xu Yun also widened its eyes, but I do n’t know what to do? Without waiting for too many people in the venue to react too much, the door of the venue suddenly exploded. A small number of explosive cables exploded the door frame, followed by a few grenades that were thrown in from the outside.
At the moment when the grenade hit the arc, it was about to land. Zhou Qingfeng quickly took off his suit and wrapped Xu Yun ’s head and face. After closing her senses, she hugged the woman ’s body and quickly moved towards the back door of the venue The direction flies past. (To be continued.)