In three or two steps, Ye Tian walked in front of the London policemen.

Seeing his actions, several London police officers were surprised and puzzled, and they did not know why he came, and they raised their vigilance.

"Good evening, gentlemen, thank you very much for your protection, you have worked hard, there is one thing I think must be reminded of you, otherwise there is a high chance of accidents that everyone does not want to see!"

Ye Tian whispered to several policemen, his face always full of smiles, and he couldn't see anything abnormal.

Hearing this, several London policemen immediately became nervous and quickly glanced around.

"What the hell is going on? Mr. Steven, please say, let's listen."

A white policeman who led the team said, his expression unusually solemn.

Ye Tian nodded lightly, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the protest crowd outside the hotel and whispered:

"Among the protesters outside the hotel, my men found a couple of friends who had met yesterday at the Portebelu antique market, where they were antique dealers.

You all saw what happened yesterday on Portebellw Street, and I was lucky enough to find some antique artwork in the antique shops, galleries or stalls of those friends outside the door.

The antiques are so good that they can even be called priceless, and as a professional treasure hunter, I certainly can't miss out on such opportunities and priceless treasures!

I spent a little bit of money and a little bit of money to get all the priceless antique artworks in the open and transparent process, without any questions.

Today, those friends are here, and they are sneaking in with the crowd of protesters, obviously not here to catch up with me, or to have coffee with me!

This is not a good thing, if I am not mistaken, they must have weapons and ammunition with them, and I think it is necessary to inform you in order to avoid accidents.

All of us have legal gun licenses, we carry weapons with us, and we don't sit still, so I don't want to get into a fight with anyone in front of the Ritz.

There are too many innocent people inside and outside the hotel, if there is a firefight, those friends will definitely die, but it may also affect other innocent people, after all, stray bullets don't have long eyes!"

"Hahaha"

Anderson and the others laughed softly, they were all amused by Ye Tian's words, and they didn't take the threat outside the hotel seriously at all.

Several London policemen rolled their eyes in unison, and complained to themselves angrily.

Friend, you're embarrassed to say bastard!

Are those guys at the Portebelou Antique Market going to consider you a friend? I'm afraid everybody hates you for not dying, and wants to tear you bastard apart and feed it to the dogs!

Not to mention those guys hiding in the crowd of demonstrators, if it were me or anyone else, they would probably come with guns to seek revenge on you, bastard!

It's a top-quality antique art worth tens of millions of pounds, but it's been swept away by you, who can withstand such a heavy blow? Who can't go crazy about it?

It's normal to take revenge on you bastard with a gun, and if those guys can get their hands on the cannons, they'll come here and smash you greedy bastard!

Although they thought so in their hearts, several London policemen couldn't resort to their mouths, they could only complain secretly, and they had to thank Ye Tian.

The lives and deaths of the hapless antique dealers in the Portebelu Antique Market have little to do with them, and they have only one mission to do in the Ritz Hotel.

That is to do everything to prevent the American bastards in front of them from marrying with others in London, to avoid all the possibility of accidents, and to send these plague gods out of London and England as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Mr. Steven, that we will take care of this matter and keep you safe, and we ask for your cooperation and coming out of the hotel later.

We need a little time to screen the guys from the Portebello antique market who are in the crowd of protesters and prevent them from attacking!"

The police leader whispered, and looked at the protesting group outside the hotel.

"That's great, man, we can work together and leave the Ritz later, and to be honest, I don't want to hear the gunshots and ruin this beautiful night.

If you need our help, you can ask for that, and we'll be more than happy to lend a hand, point out where those guys are, and provide them with information!"

"Thank you very much, Steven, it would be great if you could provide the identities and locations of those guys, it will definitely save us a lot of trouble and let us get the situation under control quickly!"

"No problem, my security guards will provide the appropriate information!"

After speaking, Ye Tian nodded at Matisse and asked him to take over this matter.

Mattis then stepped forward and began to whisper to several London policemen.

Ye Tian and Anderson took a few steps back, retreated into the cordon formed by the security personnel, and folded their arms with great interest, ready to watch the excitement!

Soon, many London police officers and hotel security personnel in the lobby walked out of the hotel door and fanned out the protesters across the street.

Due to Ye Tian and Matisse's warnings, each of these guys was on high alert, with their hands on the handle of their guns, their eyes fixed on the protesting crowd, ready to draw their guns and open fire at any time!

Two or three meters behind these guys, Mattis and the three security personnel followed in unison, also on high alert, and they came to recognize them!

Seeing this, those guys from the Portebello antique market still don't understand that their whereabouts have been exposed, and they were discovered by that bastard Steven and told the police!

Thinking of this, several guys from the Portebello antique market suddenly felt like pins and needles, after all, they are antique dealers, businessmen, not real outlaws!

The reason why they came to the Ritz Hotel to protest and demonstrate, and tried to seek revenge on Ye Tian, was an impulsive act driven by anger, with a bloody courage, and there was no reason at all.

At this time, seeing a large number of police and security personnel outflanking and holding their guns on the handles, after a moment of fear, they quickly recognized the situation they were facing!

Especially the two guys who came with guns, their legs began to tremble, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.

As the police and hotel security personnel approached, the guys became more nervous, and the air at the scene was already filled with the smell of gunsmoke!

The rest of the demonstrators were the same, staring at the approaching London police and hotel security officers with their hands on the handles of their guns, their expressions very nervous, their eyes full of worry and a little fear.

At the same time, their voices of protest and demonstration have submerged a lot, and some of them have even begun to slowly retreat, ready to flee in all directions!

In the blink of an eye, the London police and hotel security guards had crossed the street and reached the protesters, and the pressure was even heavier!

The guys from Portebello Street, hidden in the crowd of protesters, could no longer hold on in the face of this looming pressure.

They looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then made the same decision, the stupidest of all!

As Matisse pointed his finger at one of the guys from Portebello's antique market, a look of despair flashed in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards they scattered and began to run wildly towards both sides of Piccadilly Street, and everyone was in a hurry as if they were fleeing for their lives!

While scattering and fleeing for their lives, those guys did not forget to denounce and curse Ye Tian angrily, venting the depression and hatred in their hearts.

"Falk U! Steven, you're a devil, I'm not done with you!"

Before the sound of their angry curses could be heard, they were silenced by the shouts of the many London policemen.

"Stop, London police, squat in place with your head in your hands, don't make any extra moves, or you will bear the consequences!"

While shouting loudly, many London police officers rushed to the scene and began to hunt down the antique dealers on Portebellw Street who had fled in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, Piccadilly Street in front of the Ritz Hotel was completely chaotic!

All the protesters began to flee in all directions, even the guests and staff in front of the hotel, as well as the people watching the excitement around and the tourists who happened to pass by!

"Guys, the fun begins!"

Ye Tian smiled and whispered, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

Before he could finish speaking, there was a piercing gunshot and a heart-wrenching scream outside the Ritz Hotel.

As the gunshots rang out, the famous Piccadilly Street was completely in chaos!

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors