Red Dead Redemption

London.

"Do I really want to wear this dress?"

"You don't have to wear it."

"Then I wear the original?"

"Don't wear anything I said."

Jessica wrinkled her nose and reluctantly pulled on her helmet and mask. The mask is a skeleton figure, which looks a little creepy.

Hong Fei also followed suit. Both of them were wearing pure black combat uniforms, with long combat boots on their feet, 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 a mute."

Jessica said sullenly, "I see."

"Ok?"

Jessica immediately shut up and just nodded.

Behind the two of them was a team of twenty-eight people who looked exactly the same.

Turning around, Ulysses was wearing a desert camouflage color, distinguishing him well from the others.

"Are you ready?"

Ulysses nodded, and then said with a worried expression: "Well, sir, should we make a plan first?"

"What else do you think should be arranged?"

"This... The British Museum is quite big, and we probably don't have enough staff."

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

"Will this movement be too big?"

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

Ulysses twitched his face: "In case we are besieged..."

Hong Fei: "Do you think they can trap me, do you despise them too much, or do you despise me?"

Ulysses sullenly bowed his head and dared not speak.

"Look up, and show me the style of your big international arms dealer. You'll be the boss later, don't act like a coward."

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

Hong Feilue pondered for a while: "Zhang San, nicknamed "Outlaw Maniac."

The group quickly boarded the bus. The one-way glass on the bus well concealed the situation in the ground. Jessica turned into a driver and quickly drove on the road with a single kick of the accelerator.

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

As one of the four major museums in the world, it has a total of more than 8 million collections, 99% of which are not on display. Of course, everyone knew that most of these things were looted.

Hong Fei can't take away all the things here at present. Except for the Zhenjin weapons from Wakanda, he will only take away some particularly interesting things.

As for the rest, come back later.

The bus should have stopped when it came to the vicinity, because someone in front had stopped it from continuing inward.

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

The vehicle frantically slammed into the obstacles ahead, 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, wearing only a thin mask on his face, looking high-spirited.

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

It's just that this group of foreigners are also a little more courageous, and they don't seem to regard them as bad people.

Therefore, Master Hong was kind enough to shoot quickly at the column at the entrance of the museum.

The gunshots were loud and the debris flew. The onlookers finally reacted and began to bury their heads in the distance.

At this time, the security personnel inside the museum noticed the abnormality. Someone rushed out of the door with a gun and shouted to close the door at the same time. The people in the control room slammed wildly, but the door remained motionless.

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

Ulysses saw the gunmen appear, and immediately ordered: "Kill them."

The continuous sound of gunfire meditated again, and thirty people filed in two rows, with Ulysses being guarded in the middle.

Entering the museum, the staff and tourists are chaotic and noisy.

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

The hall suddenly became quiet.

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

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

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

The Zhenjin weapon is located in the African Heritage Museum.

Hong Fei came here first.

After crossing the gate of the corridor, a figure suddenly emerged from behind the door, and the muzzle of the gun directly withstood Hong Fei's face.

Hong Fei paused.

"Who are you?"

"My father!" Hong Fei quickly slapped the opponent on the side of the face with a slap in the face. The opponent was immediately knocked to the ground. After he fell to the ground, he didn't respond, and his ears and mouth were full of tears. Bleeding out.

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

Step by step, facing the security guards hiding in every corner, he quickly turned the muzzle and pulled the trigger almost without hesitation, and took away a name in the sound of a gunshot.

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

There is no way to bring about faster energy growth than killing someone.

Under the dome, the sturdy boots collided with the smooth ground, making a clanging sound, as if a fatal note entered everyone's mind.

After a while, we arrived at our destination.

The door opened with his arrival, as if to welcome him.

There was a sudden scream from the door.

Hong Fei shot at the sky, and the ceiling immediately smashed to the ground and shattered.

"Take the horse and close your beak to Lao Tzu!"

The room fell silent for a moment.

Hong Fei glanced at the crowd squatting on the ground, and then went straight to a showcase.

A vibranium weapon that looks rusted has been placed here obediently.

The material of the showcase was unusual, but Hong Fei just smashed it with a punch, and immediately shattered it completely. He grabbed the vibranium weapon and took it back in his hand. Hong Fei injected Qi into it, and the mottled rust on the metal surface fell off immediately. Exposing 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 in Wuyangyang squatted on the ground and held their heads in their hands.

At this moment, the white dragon flew overhead stealthily, and the empty boxes were thrown into the inner courtyard.

A few people were left to guard the hostages, and the other twenty people quickly began to loot and stuff the items into the boxes.

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

Suddenly, a very discordant voice sounded from the crowd.

"Shameless robber!"

In an instant, not only Ulysses and the others, but even those who also squatted down with their heads in their arms looked over.

It was an old man in a suit and leather shoes, his gray hair was meticulously groomed, and his old eyes flashed with a gleam that did not match his age.

Ulysses sneered and stepped forward with the gun in hand.

However, Hong Fei made a gesture to the monitor at this time, and then stepped forward. Seeing this, Ulysses also stopped.

Walking through the crowd to the other side, Hong Fei asked directly, "Have you lived enough?"

The old man stood up, his eyes very firm.

At this moment, the three young men squatting beside 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."

Several young people's eyes moved slightly, but they still stood firmly in front of the old man.

One of them said, "Sir, we don't intend to interfere with any of your actions, but I hope you don't hurt him. His identity is very special."

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

Before he finished speaking, Hong Fei suddenly fired several shots in a row. The three bodyguards fell to the ground after being shot in the knees. Hong Fei aimed the gun at the old man's eyebrows.

In an instant, the old man's eyes changed, and he said sternly: "I am a noble, and I have a noble blood!"

For a time, the young man beside him quickly got up and pulled him while protecting him behind him.

"Noble? In my mind, there are no nobility in the world. Bloodline? To be honest, I used to think that bloodlines were only used for livestock. After all, it will affect the price after breeding."

The old man glared, his eyes saw that someone was still carrying the collection, he couldn't help pointing and said, "Isn't this a shameless robbery?"

"Are you allowed to **** them back and display them here in a grand manner, but not allow me to **** them back for collection and sale?"

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

"It's mine now."

"Shameless!"

"Learn from you."

The old man looked grim: "Damn, you absolutely can't run away!"

Snapped!

Hong Fei suddenly threw a slap, and the old body fell to the ground, and Hong Fei raised his leg and stepped on the other's cheek.

"You are really brave."

Everyone around was silent and did not dare to speak, and even dared not turn their heads to look.

"You said you were a noble."

boom!

A cluster of blood flowers shot out from the opponent's thigh, and he screamed in agony.

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

With that said, Hong Fei stomped heavily on the vicinity of his wound, rolling his toes hard, and the already turbulent blood flow jumped up like a fountain in an instant.

Hong Fei shook his head in the terrifying cry.

"The same color, the same **** smell. Tell me, where is your blood more noble?"

The old man only has the power to shout, and he can't answer.

Hong Fei was very dissatisfied.

He stomped on each other's ankles and knees one after another, and kept asking, "Speak! Where is noble, tell me, and let me see how noble you are!"

Behind him, Ulysses looked at the blood-stained corners of his eyes, and his heart became colder as he watched Hong Fei's movements.

Jessica folded her arms and watched coldly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ looking at the screaming old man, she even snorted disdainfully.

A person's abomination and lack of beating are not based on age, and some people will only get more and more beating.

After a while, Hong Fei closed his feet, and the other's calf and soles of his feet were already twisted out of shape.

But he still had the energy to speak.

"Stop beating, please." The old man dragged his stump leg and waved his hands and begged, his body was almost completely wet with the cold sweat that seeped wildly.

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

Looking at his trembling appearance, Hong Fei said softly: "I guess the owner of these things probably pleaded like this back then. But why are these things here now? Can you explain to me?"

The old man was dull for a while, then he could only say with a bitter face: "That's history..."

boom!

Hong Fei: "I'm making history."