The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The comrades outside who were waiting for the two to come back knew that they would not be able to touch all the treasures that Cyril had hidden here tonight, and they all felt a little pity.

Ye Jian said, "There may not be illegally obtained cultural relics in it. We have only one goal. It is good to make Cyril vomit blood. Since it can't be done now, let's blow it up."

"It's a pity! I still want to take a few pieces back to our country." T6 shook his head, feeling very disappointed in his heart. The last time he saw cultural relics stolen from Chinese being illegally auctioned, T6 kept thinking in his heart, trying to do his best. With modest efforts, the cultural relics belonging to China were recovered and returned to the country.

He came here with great hopes, but now that he found out that there is no way to unlock and check, he took a deep breath with disappointment on his face, his eyes flashed sharply, "Then let's start, let's not bother."

Not to mention that T6 was disappointed, Ye Jian was the same, what could be done?

As the team leader, Xia Jinyuan could quite understand the mood of his comrades at this moment. Before he came, he happily talked about how great it would be if they could recover a few cultural relics, but the reality stopped them.

After a few seconds of silence, he said solemnly to Ye Jian who was still looking at the steel door: "The explosives are installed inside and out, and will be installed in the small cabinet outside later. We can't see what's inside, destroy it." It's also good here."

Ye Jian, who restrained her thoughts, nodded, "Yeah."

After finishing speaking, the backpack was put down, and the two moved quickly.

There are time bombs in the back, all provided by Will, and they are so powerful that three time bombs can raze this place to the ground.

Arranging all the timed explosives at the fastest speed, the two returned along the original road and spent a lot of time at the same time. They had to avoid Cyril's whistle and the soldiers brought by Noah. When I came out, my back was full of sweat.

Noah's soldiers are still watching nearby. They need to watch whether someone will come out of it, whether the person who comes out will bring a famous painting for auction, and they need to keep an eye on the surroundings to avoid being discovered.

Inside the auction house, the two guards were eliminated, and Bai He and G3, who were disguised as guards, stared at the surroundings until the lights in the venue suddenly flickered three times, and the two who had no way to keep in touch with the outside knew that they could act.

One of the famous paintings has been auctioned, but the second famous painting has not yet appeared on the stage. After the lights in the venue flickered three times, they all went out suddenly, followed by gunshots.

Noah's heart tightened suddenly when he heard the gunshot, and then he heard Will startled: "Does anyone want to come and snatch the famous painting?"

Steal... a famous painting?

There was joy on Noah's face with his heart tensed, and he whispered: "Go, get out of here."

While talking, the gunshot rang out again, it seemed to be on his right hand side, and it seemed to be on his left hand side. Before he could make a complete judgment, Will was surprised again: "God, someone ran to the stage!"

Noah, who had already got up, didn't wait for Will to say anything this time. He ignored the warning with a tense expression, and walked towards the guard he had been watching closely. After passing by a few seats, he didn't know what to say. A few more people got up.

The venue that suddenly went out was not chaotic. Cyril's people kept yelling for everyone to be quiet, sit down, and don't move around. They will find the two guys who shot. Bai He and G3, who were causing chaos, shot again towards the auction stage. As the gunshots continued, many people began to feel a little impatient.

But Cyril, who was sitting firmly in the background, laughed. Will was right. Someone came to snatch the painting, trying to snatch it from him?

Good night, goblins.