Subtitle of this chapter: "Ocean's Eleven" and "The Insider" are both good films worth watching

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"Found it! Comrades. ”

"Great, ah!!hh

There was a burst of cheers in the basement of the Japanese legation.

At least half of the Hibiscus Legion is in this basement. After stabilizing the situation outside, they went to this basement and began to dig a pit.

Now there's a big black hole in the ground.

"Pull Brother Weiyang out!"

Lin Kang, the "Pleasant Goat" who came out of the hole, wiped his face with his hand, grinned and said happily: "Hahaha, Tai Sui's drawings are not wrong, this sewer really leads to the drainage system of the subway tunnel." ”

Hearing him say this, the other people's faces also showed excited expressions.

"Brother Weiyang, so how do we get into the subway tunnel?"

"Explode it, of course!"

"But won't anyone from outside find out?"

"Don't worry, we've already made arrangements. Alright, let's go back and inform our comrades now. ”

That's right, what an apology, what three days, what "tied up", what "the fish dies and the net is broken"...... That's all fooling.

This is not a suicidal terrorist act, but a high-IQ crime like "Ocean's Eleven" and "The Insider"!

July 24, 1921.

GMT, 17:00.

British Island, Holyhead Wharf.

"Europe, Europe, Europe......"

As the sun sets, several white seagulls fly over the pier, bringing with them the coolness of the sea breeze and the fishy smell of their catches.

"Dr. Yuan, your method is really useful." Ganon-Townsend glanced at the honest two crown princes, and said in a low voice.

Our Master Yuan said very calmly: "Mr. Cannon, we Chinese have a method. ”

The IPA head said convincingly: "You Chinese are really very methodical. ”

"Okay, no need to shoot me as a Chinese horseman." Yuan Yanqian waved her hand and asked, "When will your Irish ship come?" ”

"I've got the news, I should be on the way......" Townsend said suddenly, pointing to the sea, "the Cuchulainn, that's the ship!" ”

Hey, isn't Cuchulainn the lucky spearman Cuchulainn?

This doesn't seem like a good omen.

Yuan Yanqian secretly said in her heart, for herself, luck doesn't matter. This journey has relied on one's own wisdom, one's own imagination and one's own spirit of death......

"Host, do you think you can get this far without the golden finger of this system?"

It's good that the master ball system doesn't mention this stubble, but when it comes to this stubble, he doesn't have a stomach.

One big, he couldn't participate.

Second, he couldn't participate.

Three, Four, Five...... Eighteen plus one, he can't participate.

And as a master of neoclassical liberalism, let alone X big, the CPPCC meeting is estimated to have little hope.

Hey, life is really lonely like snow.

"Master Ball, if you didn't have this broken system, would I still use this one on Piccadilly Street? Lao Tzu is now in a meeting on Baylor Road......"

Yes, he could have become a proletarian revolutionary of the older generation, but now he has become the grandfather of a new generation of terrorists.

If you become a proletarian revolutionary of the older generation, you can "Luo Tian'an" in a dignified manner, but when you become a new generation of terrorists, your grandfather still has to hide it secretly, which is really unpleasant!

"Pickup ......"

"Master ball, shut up. Send a message to Sword 8 now. ”

So he used his golden finger to send a "text message" to his driver.

At the same time that the Irishman's boat arrived at Holyhead Pier on the west side of the British Island, a fishing boat flying the Gallic tricolor was once again anchored at the fishing dock in Greenwich on the east side of the island.

"Europe, Europe, Europe......"

It is well known that the young leader of the youth of the "Aries House" is a very handsome and very leading ...... And of course also very clever historical celebrities.

The fame is too great, so the name doesn't need to appear.

On the deck, the handsome young man looked up at the seagulls returning to the nest, and asked in a Jianghuai accent as if unintentionally: "Brother Zhuang, are we still coming to the UK to pick up people this time?" ”

"Hmm......" Zhuang Kunlun looked at him, thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, we're still here to pick up people this time." ”

"Brother Zhuang, I've read today's newspaper......"

He furrowed two thick eyebrows and looked at this big brother Zhuang thoughtfully.

"So what?"

And the latter looked him in the eye without flinching.

"Hah!"

"Haha!"

"Hahaha......" both laughed at the same time.

"Brother Zhuang, your boss is really, really, really, really ......" The leader of "Aries Palace" thought for a long time and couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"Awesome, huh?" Zhuang Kunlun said with a very complicated mood, "My boss is indeed a very powerful person, but he is also a very mysterious and eccentric person. You'll find out when you meet him. ”

"Hmm!" The handsome young man nodded heavily, and said in a very admiring tone, "I really want to see him!" ”

GMT, 17:30.

"Boom!"

People on Piccadilly Street heard explosions that rang through the sky, and a commotion erupted.

Sir Hallwood was tired enough after two days of no sleep, but the most he could do was sit in the car and take a nap.

The sound of the explosion naturally startled him, and he hurriedly ordered: "Go and check, what's going on?!" ”

It didn't take long for someone to report it: "Your Excellency, someone detonated a bomb at Fortnum and Marson, but luckily it was placed on the roof, so no one was injured. ”

"Is that so......" The director of the Metropolitan Police, who is also an experienced law enforcement officer, immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Quick, quick, quick, tighten the guard!"

"Empty the whole street...... By the way, and those journalists!! ”

"Send someone to check the bomb !! again"

"Finally, turn on the searchlights......" he said, glancing at the darkening sky, "this should be a signal!" ”

"Director, what's the signal?"

"Perhaps ......," said Lord Halwood, in disbelief himself, "a signal to retreat?" ”

"Do you hear that? The rat signaled to us. ”

"I hear you, so let's start the retreat!"

The pig-headed man reappeared in front of the hostages and said loudly, "Gentlemen, there are two more ladies. I personally apologize for the inconvenience we have caused. ”

"Now......" he said after a deliberate pause, "we've decided to release you!" ”

“……”

All of them...... Except for two ladies and a man, they were all shocked by the news.

After a while, Marquis Curzon couldn't help but ask, "Sir, didn't you say in the morning that you were going to give three days outside?" ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your concern, but we have two crown princes." Fu Changsheng explained very politely.

Churchill also stood up and asked, "So you're not going to release the two Highnesses?" ”

"That's nature." The pig-headed man nodded and said, "Your Excellency, I said that we are civilized people and we don't want too many people to be buried with us. ”

"Of course, if any of you want to stay with them......"

As soon as these words came out, even the two cabinet ministers fell silent.

They also knew that it was impossible for the British government to apologize, and perhaps it would be burned with this "Hibiscus Legion" at that time.

The two crown princes are naturally noble and extraordinary, but compared to their own Xiaoming, they don't seem to be so noble.

"Since there is no objection, please follow our command......"

Fu Changsheng pointed to the big box pushed over by his companion and said, "First thing, please change your clothes." It doesn't necessarily fit, but it only needs to be worn this time, so please bear with me. ”

"The second thing is that we will gag your mouths and tie your hands, and if you are offended, we are very sorry."

"The third thing is that you will wear the same mask as we do. Let's leave a souvenir for everyone. ”

"The fourth thing......" the pig-headed man drew a cross on his chest, "God bless you!" ”

GMT, 18:00.

"We're about to release the hostages! We're about to release the hostages! ”

"Searchlight!" Sir Halwood, who hurried to the door of the Legation, directed the searchlight, illuminating the door of the Legation as if it were daylight.

"Squeak...... Chirping...... Chirping...... Yikes! ”

The door was opened from the inside, and a black-robed man wearing an animal mask appeared inside.

Not one or two, not four or five, not ten...... It's black!

"FUXK, I see!"

Seeing such a scene, the director immediately reacted, these kidnappers are trying to make a fool of themselves.

But they were naïve, thinking that they would be able to escape from the net they had arranged?

"Don't shoot, repeat, no one is allowed to shoot!"

"Capture them all alive, repeat them once, and don't let any of them go!"

"Confirm your identity, repeat, confirm the identity of these people!"

"Boom!"

The Royal Academy of Arts, built in 1768, blew up!

"Boom!"

The Hacharz bookstore, which began in 1797, also blew up!

Before the Superintendent could finish speaking, a deafening explosion rang out on Piccadilly Street, and several explosions at about the same time made the ground tremble.

"Boom!"

There was also a muffled noise in the basement of the Japanese legation, but the two deafening explosions in front of it made everyone present stunned and did not realize what was happening at all.

"Nothing ...... a lot"

Countless street lamps and window panes were shattered.

"Bang dang! Bang dang! Bang dang! ”

The searchlights were also knocked to the ground, and the vicinity of the Legation entrance was suddenly plunged into darkness.

The explosion was like a starting gun, and dozens of black-robed people in the door rushed out......