Under the cover of night, the Gothic-style Notre Dame Cathedral looks somewhat eerie, as the great French writer Victor Hugo described in his eponymous description.

Because of the successive piercing gunshots, the priests, staff, and security personnel in Notre Dame Cathedral were all startled, and they all looked nervously at the night sky outside the high walls.

The residents of the vicinity of Notre Dame Cathedral were also choked by the sound of crazy sirens and deafening gunfire from the streets, and everyone looked terrified for fear of a catastrophe!

They didn't know who the police were fighting against, but each of them knew that it had something to do with Steven's goddamn bastard, with Napoleon's treasure!

While being terrified and guarding the door of their homes, these Parisian residents living on the Île de la Cité were also gritting their teeth and cursing in a low voice, and the object of the curse was naturally Ye Tian!

At this time, if anyone can hear these curses, in addition to anger and fear, from their voices, you must be able to hear endless envy!

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the entire Île de la Cité was completely in chaos!

The ordinary citizens and tourists who gathered at both ends of Chanunes Avenue screamed in unison, and then they bowed their heads and began to flee in a hurry, each looking for a place to hide!

Diplomats from European embassies in France looked nervous and raised their vigilance.

As for the large number of media reporters who feared that the world would not be chaotic, one by one, they rushed to the place where the gunshots were heard with their cameras and video cameras in their hands.

Each of them is like an athlete in the 100-meter final, fast and fast, for fear of missing another explosive news!

The onlookers, protesters, and reporters who gathered at the bridgeheads around the Île de la Cité could only watch, speculate, and talk to each other from afar.

"I'm going! The gunfire is so intense, I don't know who is on both sides of the firefight? Listen to this crazy siren, one side should be the Paris police, the other side is Steven's gang of bastards, or someone else?

It would be great if the Paris police were fighting Steven's gang of bastards, and it would be better to get rid of all the damn American bastards so that all the treasures in Napoleon's treasure could be kept!"

"Man, you're thinking too much, just because those idiots of the Paris police are no match for Steven's bastards, even with the famous GIGN SWAT.

With the weaponry and military literacy of Steven's bastards, there should be no problem with the total annihilation of the Paris police on the Île de la Cité, and the other side of the crossfire is likely to be someone else.

Besides, from the analysis of the situation in the afternoon, it is very likely that Steven's bastard has reached some kind of agreement or deal with the government, and the Paris police should not deal with them!"

While there was a lot of talk, the battle at Notre-Dame Cathedral was coming to an end, and the gunfire quickly thinned out.

On a quiet path outside the western wall of Notre Dame Cathedral, there were two men in black night suits, who were about to be beaten into a sieve, and their bodies were covered with bullet holes, and the blood was pouring and staining the whole ground red!

Through the light of the street lamps and the lights projected from the police cars on both sides of the path, you can vaguely see that these two guys are still twitching slightly, and blood bubbles are constantly bubbling out of their mouths and noses!

They seemed to have a breath left, but everyone who saw this scene knew very well that these two fools were already dead, and even if God came in person, he would not be able to save them!

Not far from these two fools, next to the tall walls of Notre Dame Cathedral, there is a large tree about a meter in diameter, whose lush foliage and canopy create a shadow in the path!

In that shadow, between the tree and the wall, there seemed to be a guy hidden, shivering in the dark, dying!

"You are already surrounded, there is nowhere to run, throw away the gun in your hand, walk out slowly with your head in your hands, and then lie on the ground, don't make any superfluous moves, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Several Parisian policemen hiding behind the car roared loudly, and the guns in the hands of all the policemen at the scene pointed at the shadow in front of them!

In the living room, Martinez looked at the atrium garden, then walked up to Ye Tian and asked worriedly:

"Steven, do you know who is fighting with the Paris police, and where are they coming from?"

Ye Tian turned his head to look at Martinez, then said with a sneer:

"Whoever he is, it's just a bunch of self-defeating idiots, I don't know where they came from, but I'm sure those fools are definitely here for Napoleon's treasure!"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden rain of gunfire outside.

In the midst of the gunfire, there seemed to be an extremely mournful wail, full of pain and despair, and there seemed to be a hint of blood in the air.

Immediately after, the sound of gunfire disappeared from everyone's ears, leaving only a piercing siren, constantly coming with the wind, floating in the night sky!

Ye Tian looked at the atrium garden, then said with a smile:

"The battle is over! Those idiots will either be caught with their hands tied, or they will be beaten into a sieve by the random guns of the police and go to hell to report, let's continue to work, and we don't have to deal with those fools who kill themselves!"

As he spoke, Ye Tian looked at the box in front of him again, and continued to compare it with the registration form in his hand, as if nothing had happened!

Looking at his calm and breezy appearance, Martinez and the others, as well as the cultural counselor of the US Embassy in France, couldn't help but feel a palpitation and secretly shudder!

The rumor is true, Steven is a ruthless bastard who treats human life like a mustard, who can afford to mess with it!

A few minutes later, Matisse's voice came through the headphones.

"Steven, the three idiots who dived from the Seine have been dealt with by the Paris police, two dead and one seriously injured, and the injured one is not far from death.

I managed to get the pictures of the three idiots from the police, and then asked Kenny and the others to investigate, and through the comparison of portraits, the identities of the three idiots had been determined.

Those three fools, all from England, are well-known art thieves, and they only arrived in Paris this evening, and they appeared here in the evening, and their movements are not unpleasant!"

Hearing this announcement, a sneer immediately appeared on Ye Tian's face again.

"Obviously, those idiots are here for the top antiques in Napoleon's treasures, and they want to loot their buddies at night and make a fortune!

The French and British police must be very interested in telling them their identities to the Paris police to determine that they live in the best place!"

"Understood, Steven, I know what to do!"

Mattis answered, and ended the call.

Soon, the sirens outside subsided, and the night was quiet again.

At about half past two in the morning, all the top antiques and historical documents in Napoleon's treasure were moved out of the underground vault and into the historic building above.

After carrying these priceless treasures, everyone celebrated a little in the living room, and everyone was very excited and smiling!

At this time, the employees of these companies who participated in the clean-up and removal work were already exhausted!

Their last bit of strength was all spent on celebrating.

As soon as the celebration was over, they picked up the sleeping bags they had prepared and went to find a place to rest, and they didn't even have the strength to wash!

Anderson, Martinez, several French lawyers, and the cultural counselor of the U.S. Embassy were the same, all of whom couldn't resist the invasion of exhaustion, and each leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep!

Only Ye Tian was still full of energy, and he couldn't see a trace of exhaustion, as the night became darker and deeper, he became more energetic and excited!

He continued to look at the boxes that had been removed from the underground vault, checking the contents of each box against the registration form.

At the same time, he is also valuing and sorting each treasure in Napoleon's treasure, deciding whether to keep it in France or bring it back to New York!

After the valuation is completed, he will publish the list of all the items in Napoleon's treasure on the Internet, and give an accurate valuation of each item, causing a sensation in the world again!

Before I knew it, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning.

Outside, once again a burst of gunfire and shrill sirens shredded the peaceful night sky of the Île de la Cité!

A few more guys sneaked up on the Île de la Cité, trying to take advantage of the night to make a big deal, and then get rich overnight, eat and die!

But the whereabouts of these fools, too, did not escape Matisse their eyes!

Just like the previous waves of fools, after receiving the news, the highly-alert Paris police on the island reacted quickly and outflanked these fools in several ways!

What happened next was nothing more than a repetition of the previous encirclement and suppression operations.

The place of this exchange of fire, near the ancient Paris inciugilline at the western end of the Île de la Cité, a little far from Avenue Chanunez, the gunfire was not too loud, and it did not wake up the sleeping Anderson and them!

The sound of gunfire and sirens soon fell silent, and the historic island fell silent again.

After that, until the sky turned white, it was very calm!