Towards the end of lunch, Cole walked in from outside the restaurant, walked up to Ye Tian and whispered:

"Steven, found out, one of the two guys who was killed by Derek and the others was a member of the Pink Panther, who should be a little minion who started robbing when he saw the money.

The other guy who was killed was a black man from South London, a member of a street gang in South London, and the three idiots who ran away in their cars escaped from the police.

At this time, the stupid cops in London were on a rampage for the search, and the area around the Portebew antique market, as well as some neighborhoods in the south of London, was the focus of the search, and the streets were full of police.

Because David's assistant lawyer had been following the convoy and intervening in time, Derek and the others had killed the two idiots, but they were not immediately taken away by the police and remained in the convoy.

When we get back to the Ritz safely, they can go to the police station to take notes, and the antique artworks in Knight XV have not suffered any damage, and they are still intact.

But the accident still had an impact, and there were more police patrolling the Portebelu market, and some stalls, antique shops, and galleries closed early for fear of accidents."

After listening to Cole's report, Ye Tian immediately sneered and said:

"It turned out to be those old friends of the Pink Panther, Lao Tzu didn't trouble them, they took the initiative to come to find death, obviously, those idiots thought they had lived too long, and Lao Tzu fulfilled them.

After this experience, coupled with our frenzied sweep of antique art, there are bound to be many antique dealers and gallery owners who do business in the Portebelu Market.

To be honest, not all the shops here are closed, which is beyond my expectations, so let's go back to the rest of the antique shops and galleries and then go back to the hotel!"

Next, Ye Tian whispered a few words to David and Cole, and then continued to enjoy lunch, not paying attention to the outside affairs.

At the same time, the Scotland Yard headquarters building in London's West End was filled with hysterical angry cursing.

"The Pink Panthers, those goddamn fools, are they killing themselves, God can't save them! How stupid are they?

Tell the guys to go, sweep every Pink Panther stronghold in London, find out all those idiots for me, and let the guys keep an eye on every suspected Pink Panther member.

What's more, I'm going to report that bastard Steven's every move, I don't want London to become Paris and become a battlefield where that bastard Steven's bastard and the pink panther fight frantically!"

The one who cursed frantically and issued the order was none other than the Chief of the Metropolitan Police, a Briton in his fifties and sixties.

As soon as his words fell, an assistant director who was also in the office said:

"Understood, boss, I'm going to inform the guys and let everyone go out to sweep the Pink Panther's stronghold, but that Steven, that guy doesn't seem to have to worry too much, right? At least not today.

He is now in the Portebello antique market, there are a large number of men and media reporters staring at it, it is impossible to get out of sight, he is going to Kensington Palace for a banquet in the evening, and there is no chance"

"No, don't be careless, that bastard Steven is notoriously vengeful and revenge doesn't happen overnight, and if he finds out the identity of the robber, it's very likely that he will take revenge immediately!"

The police chief shook his head and said, his face unusually solemn.

At this time, he seemed to have foreseen the arrival of a storm that would surely shake the whole of London and even the whole of England.

Hearing his words, the assistant director's face couldn't help but change, and his eyes were instantly filled with fear.

"Okay, boss, I'm going to get all the guys up and stare at that crazy bastard Steven"

After saying that, the assistant director left the office and went out to set up the operation.

Soon, there were many police cars speeding through the streets of London with terrible sirens and like burning houses, and they rushed to the Pink Panther's strongholds in London.

At the same time, there was also the street gang in south London.

But compared to the famous Pink Panthers, this gang is not worth mentioning, and the London police do not take them seriously.

"Bang"

In an ordinary house in South London, there was a frenzied smashing of things, accompanied by angry roars.

"Who let those idiots rob that bastard Steven, if that bastard was so good at robbing, how could he have survived until now?

The target of our loot this time is not the antique artworks, but the treasures of the Knights Templar, and if successful, everyone can wash their hands and enjoy life on the Mediterranean side.

It's a good thing, those idiots died for nothing, and they exposed our pink panthers, and you don't have to think about it, Steven's crazy bastard will definitely take revenge.

In addition to Steven's bastard, and those stupid cops in Scotland Yard, the police will definitely not let us go, they will definitely chase us, and the next operation will be difficult to carry out."

The voice came from the mouth of an Eastern European woman in her fifties and sixties, who had been smoked by the seven orifices of anger.

I'd never have imagined that this Eastern European woman is the boss of the world's most famous jewelry theft ring, the Pink Panther.

Perhaps she had encountered countless blank eyes when visiting top jewelry stores and luxury goods, in order to get revenge, or perhaps she was satisfied with her own desires out of a crazy love of jewelry and diamonds.

This is why the famous Pink Panther, who specializes in looting top-of-the-line jewelry and luxury goods, has become a nightmare for all jewelers and luxury brands!

When the female boss's words fell, another Eastern European man who was also in the living room shook his head helplessly and said:

"Boss, only two of the five people involved in this robbery are our buddies, and they have just joined the organization, so they are just two insignificant minions.

Obviously, they got rich, pulled a few fools who often mingled together, and tried to ransack Steven's bastard, only to kick them on the iron plate and play themselves to death!

We don't know about their robbery at all, if I knew, I would never let those fools do it and kill themselves, I can't wait to kill those fools myself!"

"It's too late to say this, let's get ready to move, change the hiding place, it's not safe here, and that bastard Steven might have secretly launched a revenge operation.

Except for that bastard Steven, be careful of Scotland Yard, inform all our fellows, find a safe place to hide as soon as possible, and don't go out on the street until you have to!"

"Okay, boss, we'll inform all the guys right away"

The rest of the people in the living room answered in unison, and then they took out their mobile phones and began to inform their men.

Soon, the group of Eastern Europeans evacuated the building and swooped down in groups toward another, more secretive stronghold.

At this time, Ye Tian and the others had finished their lunch and walked out of the restaurant facing the street.

As soon as they came out, a large number of heavily armed London policemen immediately surrounded them, and six or seven meters away from them, they set up a cordon and stopped everyone else.

The many media reporters who followed closely were also stopped outside the cordon, and could only ask questions loudly from afar.

"Steven, what happened to that shootout not far away? I heard that someone was trying to rob your convoy and loot those antique artworks, can you tell us about it?"

"Good afternoon, Steven, I heard that two people died in that shootout, and what is the origin of the other party, do you know what happened to the other party?

Hearing these questions, Ye Tian immediately stopped, and quickly glanced at those media reporters, and then said aloud with a smile:

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, friends from the media, we have just been enjoying lunch in this restaurant, and the shootout that took place in the next street, to be honest, I don't know much about it.

If you want to know the details of that shootout and the identities of the robbers, you should obviously go to the London police, who are the law enforcers of the city and know the most about the situation.

Here, I would like to warn those fools who are scheming and trying to ransack me, that if you do not heed the advice and insist on killing yourself, we will not be polite and will send you all to hell!

Okay, that's all I have to say, and we're going to continue to visit the Portebello Antique Vintage Market, hoping to get something out of it, and hopefully not happening again."

After speaking, Ye Tian took David and the others to walk forward, ignoring the media reporters who asked loudly.

As they made their way through the crowd and were about to walk into an antique shop diagonally across the street, Kenny's voice suddenly came through his headphones.

"Steven, the guys from the Pink Panther reacted quickly and have left that building in South London"

Hearing the announcement, a grim smile immediately flashed at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth.

"Lao Tzu wants to see where you can hide, even if you go to heaven and earth, Lao Tzu will find out you idiots and send them all to hell one by one!"