Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1516: Enter the Louvre Museum

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When he escaped from Versailles, Zhou Qingfeng was deaf and dumb, or half blind. He ran out of energy and robbed a car on the streets of Paris. But soon he discovered that the roads were blocked, and police from all over Paris ran out to catch him, and he couldn't move.

Normal roads are blocked. Zhou Qingfeng can only drive cars to roads that are not roads. Ping pong banged, he rushed out of an urban garden, the wheels creaked and twisted, and I saw a big square in front of it. At the end of the big square is ..., glass pyramid?

Zhou Qingfeng is chasing a dozen police cars behind his butt, and the sirens of Dudididu almost heard all over the city. He couldn't escape wherever he could, so he only dared to hit the glass pyramid directly. In the crash of Xi Li, he ran into the entrance of the Louvre.

A dozen police cars followed Zhou Qingfeng from Tuileries Garden, and all the police officers chased were furious. But when he saw him hit the glass pyramid of the Louvre in a single breath, everyone took a breath. This is the place where various national treasures are stored in France.

Dozens of policemen quickly got out of the car, but when they gathered at the entrance of the glass pyramid, they found it was collapsed by the crazy taxi. The glass fiber reinforced plastic frame blocked the entrance, and people outside could not get in. The taxi dropped in the Louvre service area on the lower level of the pyramid.

A beam of light from a flashlight shone, and the police outside the glass pyramid could vaguely see someone coming down from the taxi that crashed into, and then limped away.

"Immediately enter from other entrances, this terrorist must be arrested as soon as possible."

"Contact the Louvre guards, we need them to act quickly."

"Block the subway under the Louvre, and do n’t let terrorists escape from the underground."

"Call support, we need more people."

The police who chased behind Zhou Qingfeng began to work intensively and orderly, and the equally nervous ‘Poison Spider’ rushed to the scene as a police officer of the French National Counter-Terrorism Center.

Seeing a series of police arrangements, this gloomy woman is not busy catching Zhou Qingfeng. She first called the people of the Likus family and said that she must find ways to cut off the wired and wireless communications around the Louvre as soon as possible.

“I ’m not sure if the information has been leaked, but the target escaped hastily, and he has little chance of contacting the outside world. But now if he wants to seize the time he may need, he must first cut off his communication channel with the outside world. /

'Poisonous Spider' is very clear, and the response is first-rate. She supported the Cusco family and held some resources of the CIA. In Zhou Qingfeng, she drove into the glass pyramid within ten minutes, and the external wired and wireless communication around the Louvre was cut off.

After the Zhou Qingfeng crashed into the glass pyramid, the airbag that was exploded hit a half-dead, and finally climbed out of the driver's seat. He wanted to add some food first. Others go hungry at most without eating a meal. If he is hungry, he will go crazy, and he will die.

Because of taking NTZ-49 for a long time, the metabolism of Zhou Qingfeng's is very fast, and the self-healing ability is particularly strong. But if no nutritional supplement is available after injury, the body will consume a lot of protein in the muscles to maintain life. Mai Long said this was the price he paid for strengthening.

The skin of Zhou Qingfeng's has cracked at this moment, and the flesh is exposed, which is the result of forced self-healing due to insufficient nutrition. The only good news is that there were several restaurants in the Louvre service area where he crashed into. He was already in a state of mania, and he opened the restaurant door directly to find something to eat.

Bread, juice, desserts, sandwiches, hungry Zhou Qingfeng see what to eat. The security personnel in several Louvre hurried over, in addition to seeing the smashed glass pyramid, the ‘terrorists’ who were gorging on the service area.

The coke-like ‘terrorist’ is like a starved ghost reincarnated, and keeps stuffing his mouth, which is completely different from his image of running into the police as nothing.

A security guard came forward and grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's's arm. As a result, Zhou Qingfeng held a cake in one hand and a bottle of juice in one hand. His upper body remained motionless. He only moved his footsteps and used a slight twisting hip motion to launch an impact.

The security guard who came up just touched Zhou Qingfeng's's shoulder, and his waist was almost cracked by Zhou Qingfeng, and he shouted in pain. A few security personnel behind did not see how their companions fell. They saw that the "terrorists" had been eating and eating, and the food was endless.

The security guard who fell to the ground shouted his back and called for help. The next two security guards went up and dragged him back, and two others held batons to try to control Zhou Qingfeng. As a result, the two of them fell without exception. They were beaten and did not know how to fight.

Zhou Qingfeng's clothes are ragged, his face black, and there are many wounds and blood on his body. Such a weird man could eat without stopping, and finally the security staff at the Louvre were afraid of him. Security personnel can only back up more than ten meters for monitoring, thinking about waiting for the police to come back.

Zhou Qingfeng has been driving chaos all the way, and the information that can be sent out during the severe bumps is really limited. When he was finally full, he had to explain the whole thing clearly to his companions, and the signal of external contact was gone.

"Grass goddamn." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the SMS who couldn't send it out but could only scold in his heart. He hasn't told his companions about the impostor. Thinking of the possible harm caused by the fake guy, he burst into a cold air in his heart.

It's in trouble!

As soon as Zhou Qingfeng turned his head, he saw that the security staff at the Louvre who was staring at him not far away would have a little more effort to fill his stomach. When he walked out of the restaurant in the service area, he wanted to grab a person and have a good communication.

"You ..., don't come." The police hadn't come yet, and several security guards regarded Zhou Qingfeng as a monster. Seeing this fierce guy walking towards them, they did not step forward bravely, but turned around and ran away.

Ooooo ..., Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand to talk, but still slurred, his vocal cords wanted to recover for at least a day or two. Moreover, it is difficult for him to chase, and it is estimated that the damaged ankle will only recover after a day.

Zhou Qingfeng ran for a long distance like a unicorn, but the Louvre security ran faster than a rabbit. Waiting for him to keep catching up, several French special policemen in black heavy armor, helmet masks, and short-barrel G-36C rifles rushed up.

Fat trough, come so fast? !

The sudden dull gunshots aimed at Zhou Qingfeng, stunned him to escape, followed by a few pieces of stun grenade to his side, and the loud noise made him escape.

Zhou Qingfeng tried to go from the spiral staircase on the negative first floor to the negative second floor, but faced another group of special policemen with guns from the direction of the subway.

One SWAT is holding a bulletproof shield, another SWAT is holding a Locke pistol, and the two cover each other and walk up the stairs.

The view of the spiral staircase is not wide enough, the two sides met very suddenly, ...

In the face of the French special police hiding behind the shield, Zhou Qingfeng retreat is the life of a gun. He simply leaned over and smashed the entire policeman's shield from above the stairs.

The weight of more than eighty kilograms, the power of falling from the stairs is not small, Zhou Qingfeng stunned the two special police officers who were not stable on the ground and fell like a gourd. He even punched a special policeman in the neck, stunned and grabbed the pistol.

There are subways under the Louvre, and more special police are coming to hear the movement, but the few slamming gunshots have made the special police throw a mouse.

After a little breathing, Zhou Qingfeng knows he will have a hard time next.