Treasure Hunt all over the World

The dark shadow that flashed away on the street corner was Ye Tian.

At this point, less than ten minutes had passed since he quietly left the convoy.

After cycling around several secluded and dark alleys, he finally arrived at his destination, which was less than fifty meters away from the private clubs where the mafia and gypsies were hiding.

The black scooter he rode was parked in an alley not far away, and he would use it later when he was evacuating.

On another main road a few hundred meters away, the convoy Betty and the others were in had stopped. When the Florence police who followed the convoy asked, Cole gave the reason that the vehicle was malfunctioning.

Faced with this situation, the Florence police had no choice but to continue to be vigilant, watching the surrounding situation vigilantly to prevent accidents from happening.

But how did they know that the main target they followed, Ye Tian, ​​was no longer in the team at this time.

The accident they least wanted to see was about to happen, and the gunshots they didn't want to hear were about to resound throughout Florence and even the whole of Italy!

In a flash, Ye Tian had already determined the location of the target building. It was not far from the street, about forty meters away from the intersection where he was. The street was dimly lit and empty!

Like many streets in Florence, this street is relatively narrow, with some hatchback cars and many scooters parked on the street, residential houses on both sides, and many windows with lights on.

At first glance, there is nothing surprising about this street.

But who would have thought that there is a large group of gangsters who are being searched by the Florence police all over the city, and are preparing to launch a bloody revenge operation.

Ye Tian, ​​who hid in the darkness again, turned to look at the alley where he was.

The alley was empty and very quiet, except for the sound of rain dripping on the slate floor.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tian turned on the perspective, looking through the wall in front of him, looking at the dangerous street and the ancient building more than 40 meters away.

Wherever the line of sight passed, the wall in front of him was instantly seen through, and the situation in the street next to him was clearly presented in Ye Tian's eyes, and there was no secret at all.

The streets are empty, not a single figure,

Only some lights from the houses on both sides were projected on the street, which brought a little bit of popularity to the street.

Moving on, Ye Tian saw the ancient building built in the late eighteenth century.

From the outside, the historic building was pitch-dark, with no light shining through. It seemed that no one was there, or the people inside had gone to bed early.

But in Ye Tian's eyes, he saw a lot of different content.

When his sight penetrated the wall again and entered the living room of the private club, he immediately saw thirty or forty gangsters full of anger and hatred in their faces, as well as a large number of weapons and ammunition.

Nearly half of those scumbags, he knew, were the remaining scumbags of the Casamonica family's Florentine Legion, and had seen their photos before.

Even the names, home addresses and members of the mafia scumbags, as well as criminal records, etc., Ye Tian knew very well.

The other guys who don't know, don't ask, must be the scumbags of the gypsy gang, and their appearance from the scumbags of the Italian mafia also shows this.

At this moment, the two scumbags seemed to be arguing about something. They were all red-faced, glaring at the guys opposite each other, and kept accusing each other. The atmosphere at the scene was quite tense.

It's a pity that Ye Tian didn't know Italian or read lips, so he had no way of knowing what the two scumbags were arguing about.

After determining the number of the two scumbags, Ye Tian quickly glanced at the weapons and ammunition placed on the table and coffee table, as well as the firearms in the hands of the scumbags.

Although the number of weapons and ammunition in this batch is very amazing, and the firepower is also very powerful, Ye Tian was not surprised, let alone fear.

Selling arms is also a hugely profitable business. Neither the Casamonica family nor the gypsy gang can let go. They must have a lot of weapons and ammunition in their hands.

Moreover, firearms are their source of strength and a powerful weapon for them to maintain their deterrence, which is essential.

In addition to the scumbags gathered in the living room, Ye Tian saw a gunman in the front hall and the back door on the first floor. The front hall was a mafia scumbag, and the back door was a gypsy gangster.

After quickly scanning the situation on the first floor, Ye Tian looked at the second floor, and then at the third floor.

In a window on the second floor facing the street, he found a mafia scum standing with a gun, hiding behind the wall next to the window, staring at the street ahead through a gap in the curtain.

In a window on the third floor near the street behind, there is also a scum with an assault rifle hidden, but it is not a mafia, but a gypsy face.

Apart from that, Ye Tian never found another gunman.

As for other things in this private clubhouse, as well as some unspeakable secrets, he didn't care at all, his eyes just swept away!

That's a matter of the police. As soon as the gunfire rings out, no matter how many secrets and filth this private club hides, it will be dug up by the crazy Florence police!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian knew the situation inside this historic building like the back of his hand, and he could take action.

Next, his eyes returned to the second floor of the historic building again, and he locked on the mafia scum who was hiding behind the window and staring at the street ahead, waiting for the right moment.

After just two or three seconds, the time has come.

Seeing that there was no movement on this side of the street, the mafia scum who was guarding the window on the second floor immediately changed his position, came to the other side of the window, and looked at the other side of the street through the gap in the curtain.

At this moment, Ye Tian, ​​like an arrow from a string, rushed out of his hiding place in a flash, passed through the heavy rain curtain, and strode into this dangerous street.

Although his impact speed is very fast and his stride is large, there is not much sound from his feet. If he is not close, he can hardly hear any sound!

This is thanks to his light and quick skills, as well as the special soft-soled leather boots under his feet, of course, the continuous drizzle of the sky also provides perfect cover.

Today's light rain is just at the right time, not only can it provide cover for him, but also erase all traces, so that the police who investigate afterwards have no trace!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian quickly rushed to a place about ten meters away from the private clubhouse, and stopped in front of a dark building.

This is an ordinary house. No one lives in it. The residents who originally lived in it may have gone on a trip, but they are not in Florence.

When looking through the street just now, Ye Tian could see the situation in the building clearly, so he chose to stop here.

Almost at the same time as he stopped in front of the door of this residence, he took out the steel sheet that was unlocked and went straight to the door lock.

In a flash, the door lock of this residence was opened, and the door was pushed open a gap without making any sound.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tian dodged into the house and completely disappeared from this quiet street, as if it had never appeared before.

When his figure reappeared, it was already on the roof of this 18th century old building, like a ghost in the darkness, directly pounced on the roof of the private clubhouse ten meters away.

As long as these historic buildings in the old town of Florence are on the same street and on the same side, if they are not separated by streets or alleys, the roofs of these ancient buildings are often connected together.

The interval between them is at most one high or low firewall. For Ye Tian, ​​these firewalls have no blocking effect at all.

As if walking on the ground, he came to the roof of the private club in a blink of an eye, and still did not make any sound.

Immediately afterwards, he touched the attic window of this ancient building, preparing to sneak into this private clubhouse from the attic window.

At the same time, the gypsy scum who was hiding on the third floor was still clinging to the wall, staring at the empty street behind this private clubhouse through the gap in the curtains.

But how did he know that the god of death had descended from the sky, quietly entered the room that he had hidden, and came behind him.

When he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards his neck from the side and back, and when he was about to dodge and look back, it was already too late!

Unknowingly, he touched Ye Tian who was behind the scumbag, and directly swung out a hand knife, like lightning, and struck the scumbag's neck with great accuracy.

"Snapped"

With a light sound, the gypsy scum was instantly stunned and fell directly to the floor.

Before he could fall, Ye Tian quickly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the guy's body, and caught the short assault rifle in the guy's hand with his right hand.

Then, he put the scum gently on the floor, quietly.

The next moment, Ye Tian took out the saber that this gypsy scum had tied to his thigh, cut the guy's throat mercilessly, and sent him to hell!

After killing this guy, Ye Tian immediately picked up this scumbag's AUG assault rifle and M9 pistol, as well as all the magazines, and equipped them himself.

And, of course, the saber that had been wiped with blood.

In the next battle, Ye Tian would never use his weapon lightly unless it was a last resort. Only then would everything be impeccable.

After the equipment was completed, he quickly inspected the firearms through perspective, and made sure that there was no problem before heading to the door, ready to deal with the scum downstairs and send those scum to hell.

When he came to the door, Ye Tian turned on the perspective again, looked at the situation in the corridor outside, and also saw the situation in the living room on the second and first floors.

At this time, those scumbags downstairs were still ignorant and arguing with red faces.

As everyone knows, the scythe of the god of death has been swung at them from the top of their heads!