indianbanksassociation Chapter 452: Headshot To Show Respect
Chapter 452: Headshot To Show Respect
"Fuck! Shoot, shoot me!"
Joseph came to the exhibition hall and saw precious cultural relics disappearing out of thin air in front of him, and he was suddenly shocked and angry.
He couldn't figure out why infrared rays suddenly stopped working, even though they were still working yesterday. Did the other party upgrade some new equipment?
Upon hearing the order, the Blackwater security guards quickly took out their pistols and fired randomly.
They are not worried about damaging the cultural relics, because those display cabinets are specially made and ordinary bullets cannot penetrate them.
Zhao Yan calmly put away the image of the emperors of the past dynasties. At this time, he was in the atomized state and was directly immune to these physical attacks. Unfortunately, he had no offensive power in this state.
Seeing that he had almost collected the cultural relics, he sat back in the hearse and came to Joseph. As soon as he had an idea, he pocketed the other man's pistol.
"Shit! Where's my pistol?" Joseph, who had just raised the pistol and fired it twice, was confused, looking at his empty palm with a blank look in his eyes.
"Looking for the pistol, right? I'll give it back to you."
Zhao Yan curled his lips slightly and shot Joseph in the head.
Robert standing next to him had his face spattered with blood. His eyes were dull and he subconsciously murmured: "Oh, no!"
Ignoring the frightened Robert, Zhao Yan fired a few more shots, used up all the bullets, and took away several bodyguards before giving up.
This group of people have been chasing him for so long, so he can't go too far.
"Cover cover!"
Seeing Joseph and several companions rushing to the street one after another, the remaining bodyguards' expressions changed greatly and they hurriedly crouched behind the display cabinet.
When Robert saw this, he finally reacted, yelled and hurriedly went to the hiding place next to him.
Everyone waited vigilantly for a moment and found that there was no movement. Then they looked at each other and quietly retreated.
...
Zhao Yan returned home without stopping after collecting the cultural relics. He was not going to follow the method in Japan and rent a warehouse to store the cultural relics.
The strength of the two countries is different, and the same method may not work in the ugly country.
at the same time.
The reporters squatting outside the Metropolitan Museum were looking at the somewhat embarrassed Blackwater security guards with astonishment.
Especially when I saw what else was being carried, my curiosity exploded.
Looking at this situation, it was obvious that there had been a fierce struggle.
Some smart reporters, like sharks smelling blood, swooped over and asked loudly.
"Hello, are you carrying the body of that group of thieves?"
"Where is the person in charge, Joseph?"
"Hey, man, tell me."
"Excuse me, what is the identity of the other party? What country is he from?"
...
Reporters asked all kinds of questions. They knew that Blackwater Security already had the other party's DNA information.
And just now I heard gunshots coming from inside, plus the corpses covered with white cloth in front of me.
Many smart reporters have figured out the truth.
Suddenly I shivered with pleasure.
They are still ugly and awesome!
Easily wipe out the opponent's group!
"..."
The Blackwater security guards present had serious expressions and remained silent.
They did not answer the reporter's questions, but hurriedly carried several bodies into the car.
Then he quickly left under the puzzled eyes of reporters.
At this moment, Robert walked out with a pale face, holding his old waist.
The action just now was too intense, and he accidentally dodged to his waist.
The reporters looked at each other in confusion, wondering why the other party was so embarrassed. Could it be that they were also out to catch the thief?
"Hello, Director Robert, you are really old and strong. Do you know who the thief is?"
A reporter rolled his eyes, walked up, flattered me and then asked with a smile.
"?"
Robert turned his head in surprise and stared at the reporter faintly.
He suspected that the other party was laughing at him.
"What's wrong, curator? Does the other party's identity have a lot of background?"
The reporter felt terrified when Robert saw him.
Other reporters also gathered around with interest, and they were already getting excited.
With their many years of experience in the industry, this matter must be explosive!
If the report gets out, a large bonus will be inevitable.
"Walter? Who told you that the thief was caught?"
Robert glared at him angrily.
"ah?"
The reporters present were stunned.
Didn't you catch it? The corpse that was carried away before...
While the reporters were thinking wildly, Robert continued: "That idiot Joseph not only failed to catch the other party, but was shot in the head by the other party. Blackwater security can't do more than that!"
Robert sneered and did not hesitate to expose it.
Anyway, this matter cannot be hidden, and he is very dissatisfied with Blackwater security.
He started to brag about how awesome he was, but was easily overthrown by the thieves.
The most important thing is that he didn't even see the shadow of the other party.
Millions of dollars spent for nothing!
He must attribute this failure entirely to Black Water Spicy Chicken, so that he still has a chance to get back the commission.
"Oh, Maiga!"
"Did Joseph of Blackwater and a few of his men die?"
"Hiss, it's impossible, isn't it that you can easily injure the opponent?"
"Did the other party call his accomplice?"
The reporters were struck by lightning and talked in disbelief.
They thought about many outcomes, but the outcome of Blackwater's failure was not the one.
Hearing this sad news now, I feel like my faith has collapsed.
Robert curled his lips disdainfully, god damn hurt.
It was obviously the other party who left a puddle of cow blood out of spite!
However, he did not expose the matter in the end, after all, he agreed with the original decision.
Exposing yourself will do you no good.
Would anyone still praise them for being so cute?
Ignoring these shocked reporters, Robert helped his old man get into his car. He was going to go to the hospital.
After all, it is related to future happiness.
...
the other side.
Emperor Nintoku was on the phone with Edward at this time.
"Sir Edward, do you know what's wrong with you?"
"I heard that His Majesty the Emperor is in contact with China. Is there any difficulty?" Edward asked pretending to be confused.
"Haha, there is a bit of difficulty. Our Japanese country has suffered a series of traumas recently and has suffered a lot of losses. We are in urgent need of humanitarian aid."
Emperor Nintoku said with a smile.
He had met with the Chinese ambassador and was wondering if they could form an alliance or something.
In the end, it was obvious that the negotiation collapsed, because the conditions proposed by Huaxia were too harsh. If he agreed, without the Chou Kingdom taking action, the Japanese people would definitely kill him as the emperor as soon as possible.
Fortunately, he didn't have any hopes, he just did it for Edward to see.
Judging from this phone call, the results were pretty good.
"Oh? Your Majesty the Emperor, you are confused. The Chinese people have so many tricks and tricks that they are hard to guard against. Why can't you just think of them and bring them to your doorstep?"
Edward was heartbroken.
"Oh, I don't want that either."
Emperor Nintoku sighed, looking helpless.
"If you have any difficulties, you can raise them. Our Chou Country is always willing to help others. Besides, we are still friends, right?" Edward said with a generous smile.
"Of course, our two countries are best friends."
Emperor Nintoku smiled, this was what he was waiting for.