Technology Treasure King

Of course it is still too early, and a large number of cultural relics have not been shipped home or returned to where they "should" go. m

He Ming leaned against the big tree, with Erlang's feet upright, holding a cup of top drink in a large glass, "Gudong, Gudong..." drinking. It’s so cool, the weather in the planetary mansion is getting hot again, so the cold drinks are not just so cool, and these top drinks can be digested, and there is no need for a second useless excretion like mortals. You have to pee when you get too much, so troublesome.

And drinking iced drinks as Father Sun really tastes unique.

Enjoy with one hand, and continue the wonderful and charming zombie apocalypse.

This time I chose a note. Ya usually suffers a lot of hatred, so it was really cool to shoot my former colleague in the police station at first. The sudden change is so thrilling, how many grievances and hatreds are hidden in it, and it is depressing. The strange feeling on the day of civilization's collapse.

This feeling is called Doomsday.

It is estimated that there is not one of the favorites of the street boy and the loser.

This is an interesting psychological phenomenon, which is very common, called: you don't want to get what I can't get! Destroy, sinful humanity!

In fact, it means that picking up girls is not smooth, and pockets have never been able to spend money in a high-end restaurant.

If he is a millionaire, who wants the doomsday, he doesn't need it anyway.

He Ming was very happy and very relieved. There is a central light brain in everything, anyway, the most important moment. Oh, London night, Olympic night, a charming phone will surely ring on the duty phone of the London Police Agency. If the fat guard is sleeping attentively and not answering the phone, then Central Optical Brain doesn't mind making a huge thunder out of thin air. It was so shocked that his mother's soul jumped.

"You are in my way again!"

The triumphant He Ming heard a childish voice. He meowed and saw a little loli about three or four years old. She knew it was the offspring of a vixen, so she was super cute and loving. Of course it's the uncle's love, but it's a pity that he has not degenerated into an uncle.

"What are you talking about?" He smiled slightly and pretended to be a good person for a second. He Ming went on playing games. There was another lewd smile on his face. Just kidding, the whole world is full of Zhengtai Lolita, especially the small Lori is dozens of times the Zhengtai. He doesn't have time to pay attention to a kid, he is a great man who serves the people.

Little Lori estimated that she learned Chinese with high technology, so the two can talk.

"You blocked my way!" Little Lori said again. He Ming glanced again. It turned out that he was on a better site, but little Lori tried to build a...well, some cute little donkeys had to get the beach train every day.

He Ming's Erlang's feet are right on top.

"Oh. Got it."

Even though he said that, He Ming continued to play, little Lolita became angry, and said in a childish voice: "Guck! Spray him."

"Goo? Aunt? The beauty sprays me? What do you mean." He Ming glanced again and found that it was a pet that looked like a little dinosaur. She was not tall but looked at herself arrogantly. The eyes look like a very smart guy.

The little dinosaur is not a man-eating version of the earth, but a cartoon version, and the whole body is relatively white. So cute guy.

It almost has good intelligence, so it understands what little Lolita said, and at the same time it is more brain-dead. It turned around and pushed up its fat billowing ass, and took a breath in the swelling sea. Turning around again, little dinosaur, no, little fat dinosaur's face already has the kind of triumphant expression...but it sprayed a blank.

He Ming slipped away...a strategic retreat. Where there is no big tree on the beach, why block Lori's way.

Thankfully, my wife has married so many. In the future, your little kid doesn’t need to worry too much, right? Must be bothering my wife, right? If bother me?

Oh—God, the painful life has begun. I’m the abs, not the nanny, nor the peerless dad in literature.

That's really a good example of being a father.

...

The rain is still falling.

The night in London is a bit pale.

Ono glanced at the time, time is like water! It turned out to be four thirty in the morning local time.

So their time is running out: even if it rains, the museum staff will come to work.

"How many cultural relics do we have? Have all the important cultural relics taken away?"

Captain Otani also discovered this problem. He saw Ono roll up the power suit and check his watch, and asked in the communication system in the power suit.

Now besides him and Ono, there are three little Supermen, and the other five little Supermen are all busy on the road.

No matter how good the plan is, it is not as important as the actual experience. After all, I have known the current troubles, so I must have ten large trucks instead of five before the action.

"We still have a lot of cultural relics. Now they are all concentrated in the large atrium, and it will take more than ten times to transport. The important cultural relics in the blue bag have all been moved back, and now we are short of the ordinary cultural relics in the gray bag."

The blue Chinese in the helmet shows that this is the Gaochuan report.

Captain Otani quickly used a genius to calculate for a moment, and found that there was no other way, but said: "Okay! Please speed up the driving speed, we will speed up! Save all time. Ono, you go to check a museum together with me. , Including going to the restoration center to see if there are any other cultural relics missing."

"Hey, Captain!"

...

At half past six in the morning, the sky was gray and it continued to rain.

The weird muffled thunder sounded all night, and now the dog days are still looming in the sky, but it has become relatively mild and can be tolerated.

Jack Bieber shook his head vigorously to dispel the uncomfortable feeling of insomnia, then got out of the bed and walked to the window, habitually looking far away, "It's really the worst night in my life... well, what is that?"

In his blue eyes, among the twenty-five-year-old's high-quality vision, he could just see the large iron gate of the museum. There should be someone standing guard, wearing a prominently colored guard, or a staff member opening the door.

Nowadays……

There is also such a guy, who is also a fat guy in a brightly colored police uniform. But this fat guy. Not long after I walked into the big iron gate, suddenly, as if walking into the tide...disappeared.

"? Isn't this... scientific? I have hallucinations before my eyes?"

Bieber shook his head vigorously, and his entire face was stuck on the window-thanks to his parents’ crisis education, he did not immediately open the window to attract outside attention. Otherwise, he will take a blow to the plasma bullet, and the window will turn into a charming shape.

"Hey, I want to report the case: the museum. It's the British Museum that something strange has happened. Go and see."

After reporting the crime, Bieber hid under the window very excitedly, starting to peek from time to time. awesome. Do aliens invade the world? Not afraid, because we have abs!

Then he continued to fantasize about saving England from his abdominal muscles, and he added a high-quality flattery. So I was able to practice toad gong, and finally came back to kill those chicks who looked down on them and couldn't do without them... to be precise, his little brother!

Important places like museums are not slums. It didn't take long for three police officers to arrive on foot.

Mr. Bieber stared excitedly at once... He widened his eyes and concentrated on—Oh, God, I saw it this time, and I saw it so far away. The three slivers were hit by some green energy. In an instant... it became a pile of liquid that **** would laugh at.

"God..." The cold sweat ran down immediately, after he tried his phone several times in a hurry. Then I made a report again: "God, I really saw it! The three of you policemen were killed! By the green energy body!"

"What green energy?"

"Go and take a look!"

Okay, the Tiaozi Bureau started to jump around-was attacked at the Daying Museum? Oh, God!

Well, it's a pity that He Ming doesn't need to make a call. The noble man in the universe does not need to report a "regrettable" thing to a violent organization of carbon-based monkeys.

This is really... the little devil's luck is too bad.

...

"We are exposed!" Although Gao Chuan said so, but the other nine supermen could hear this guy's a bit perverted excitement. One night in the museum, this guy began to expose his nature, and the oppressed would become even more crazy when they become superior. It was him: none of the guards and staff he saw retained their lives and finally finished their work. All the guards who were unconscious were killed one by one.

By the time Ono and other pacifists found out, there was nothing he could do-how to save you? My white godmother who has turned into meat sauce...

The pacifists had little regret, but they also saw that Gao Chuan was an extreme rightist.

There are many such guys in Guizi, and they are a big problem in society. It is more perverted and troublesome than the extreme left, and it is completely a murderer.

And Guizi has more extreme rightists than there are global extreme rightists. You can see on the Internet that many rightists with yin and yang have strange qualities. I really don’t know how this country has become such a virtue. Is the brainwashing of American godfather really so powerful?

"I'll contact Brother Ba to see... Oh, he's still sleeping, well, ready to fight!"

Captain Otani was hesitant under ordinary intelligence, but under the genius mind, he immediately calculated the strength gap between the two sides, and then he had no hesitation, and he was ready to do his best, that is, to take all the cultural relics back, and the genius brain analyzed Because of Brother Ba's character, making a big fuss made the "master" happier.

So... why not do it?

Being a dog also has ideals, and that is the best domestic dog. Otherwise, people will find another better dog and abandon you at any time. Where are you going to cry?

With 100% intelligence, completely calm and rational, there are no negative emotions, or even boring emotions, such as secondary disease and literary and artistic fans, as well as acting skills.

God, don't waste time, okay? A little improvement in wisdom is more ruthless.

The guy who smiles all day is destined to fail the test. Instead, the parents frowned because they were worried about your studies.

"Understood! Oh, has the white man come to the time to be taught by us again? This time it will have to bleed, a lot of blood! Ha, the Russo-Japanese War, the glory of defeating the great powers, it will be on the greater Superman descendants. It's done."

Lu Xiong is Lucia, not the Soviet Union in the 20th century, nor is it a member of the very poor China Alliance Russia joining the republic, but the Russian Empire whose territory is even larger than the Red Soviet Union.

Devil defeated this bear with a bug in the Russo-Japanese War. In my heart, I am afraid that it is far greater than the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, the most glorious battle in history.

"Seriously."

Captain Otani said. He gestured to Ono to move on. Ono nodded clearly, and the two moved at high speed and observed carefully, because this was the last observation, and they were about to fight later.

...

"Up, up, up... knock open the big iron door!"

Following the orders of senior police officers, the police arrived in droves and used police armored vehicles, a total of three. The first one smashed open the big iron door, and the two hurriedly followed up slowly, and many ordinary policemen followed.

Many police officers watched nervously. There were also many citizens watching, the first police armored vehicle headed towards the gate supported by Tingzhu.

Within three or four meters, the driver screamed in surprise. "Oh my God! The museum was looted, and there are bags behind the gate..." Before the words were finished, a martyr was made by a plasma gun.

An aquamarine attack intensity adjusted to the maximum state of energy accurately hit the car window. The bulletproof glass was supported for a second or two, and then the defense was relieved reluctantly under the new high-tech weapons, exposing the dear master, the respectable monkey, to such fiercely beating plasma.

After such a brief helplessness, the scream became a dead end. The police immediately went into chaos. Someone shot at the source of the attack.

"Shit! Attack! Press up, press up!"

Needless to say, senior police officers immediately ordered a storm: the museum was attacked silently, which is a national shame.

He couldn't imagine the result of any national treasure-class cultural relic being harmed or even disappeared.

"Report! Report. I request all police support!"

A few police officers started to panic and helpless report, and a fat female police officer shouted passionately. Other police officers opened fire one after another, using a reasonable tactic in conventional warfare: fire suppression.

Although the enemy's attack came from the museum, it can't be taken care of now: it is better to have no buildings than no cultural relics.

After all, houses can still be built, cultural relics? You cross back to you.

The enemy did not respond for a minute. Therefore, the special policemen behind the police armored vehicles got out of the vehicle quickly and cautiously to defend and observe the situation in accordance with the armored vehicles.

Like water waves, a large number of onlookers can also see a helmet dressed in a devil-like clothing, familiar and unfamiliar power suit, and wearing an astronaut-like helmet that is simpler and more realistic. Suddenly walked out of the "water wave".

He is so tall and strong, like a little giant.

Moreover, the speed is very fast, very decisive, walking like the wind, the weapon in his hand, with a quick pull, suddenly a thick green light sprays out. One point name.

Quietly, a police armored vehicle, a few tons of big guys comparable to military light armored vehicles, was translated several meters by the green energy. Where the energy was hit, a team of special police was hit.

Three heavily armed guys wearing old-style bullet-proof suits were instantly killed, their heads and chests turned into blasts on the spot, and the stronger lower body immediately fell to the ground, with cramping reactions.

But everyone knows that they are... glorious.

The rest of the special police, as well as the ordinary police outside the big iron gate, immediately opened fire like crazy.

At this moment, it was the same "water wave" change. This time around the big iron gate, three tall devils walked straight out, but one of them would be a woman by looking at her figure, the standard of such stunning beauty .

The weapons of the three "devil" are all high-tech weapons, and their movements are fast, one by one, from a little strange to becoming proficient.

Ordinary police weapons can't break through the anti-power suit, hitting it is just the result of a bullet flying away.

So a massacre began...

Someone in the audience peeed their pants in fright, and someone ran away.

Several guards really screamed in shock: "Oh my God! I can't believe that the sergeant was also killed by a plasma weapon! Oh, he turned into a lump of liquid! The last time I asked for help. I retreat first!" He ran away again, fast, if he usually ran to work at this speed, it would not take a year, three months...to lose weight!

None of the other attacking police escaped, and about a hundred police officers all turned into glorious martyrs within ten seconds.

At this time, the sun just came out, the first time in front of the British Museum..."Glorious".

It became Martyrs' Square.

...

Three minutes later, the three large trucks alarmed many policemen and made many caring people on the road start to panic, "No! You won't be robbed overnight? Ha, this is impossible!".

Finally, he savagely rushed in and crushed the big iron gate, leaving marks on the green liquid or corpse, and entered the front of the museum.

boom! Two police armored vehicles were forcibly rammed, and three new large trucks retreated in front of the entrance of the museum.

The demons immediately moved the cultural relics quickly.

The bold audience filmed this scene secretly, and then sent it to the Internet...

"Oh, God……"

Not only the British people, the European people were also shocked...

And this is just the beginning.

This is also the first news from the people about the British Museum, and it is also the most vague, and it is also considered to be untrue news.

A large number of tourists, and a large number of good deeds came one after another.

The London Olympics finally have... a wonderful "program"?

We love this kind of big show, because we are not afraid of loneliness...Hua Xia style master.

"Quickly, quickly... don't attack the audience who is not in the way, and don't attack the yellow race. You must be Chinese. If you accidentally hurt one, we will lose the superhuman support of our master. That's dead!"

Captain Otani desperately carried the cultural relics, and under the extraordinary intelligence, all the cultural relics were neatly placed, and no space was wasted. The speed was so fast that tens of thousands of bags and thousands of boxes were transported in ten minutes.

This time is enough time for the London police force to be completely mad. About 30,000 plus thousands of volunteer policemen came from their sleep ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ or on vacation... to fight a few demons.

Many people only received weapons near the museum, or some shotguns, automatic rifles, and more...

Body armor? Wash and sleep, the British Empire is not as lavish as it used to be... Of course, the living people don't understand, where the country's money has gone... Is it built on the castle or wasted on the Queen's birthday party? Then, hey, Cinderella has **** with the prince?

Or members of the British royal family, big and small? For example, the cost of Prince William's mistress?

Still the old saying, some people really believe that some princes are pure and self-conscious, and a girl in life, then...too naive and too happy, the less you understand, the higher your happiness.

Because domestic dogs can't help but mate at will, Tibetan mastiffs will also fall in love with Chinese pastoral dogs, not to mention more advanced humans?

There are also details that you can see by looking at the abdominal muscles brother, the life level is so high, but there are more and more wives, and the morale is getting more and more...It is already negative! I, who was always pure, "used to be pure" and now disdain it. . . )

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