If more than 20 members of the Seoul Military Police Special Combat Team in South Korea can open up and cooperate with each other, there is still a great chance of killing Zhou Qingfeng. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But ......, Zhou Qingfeng didn't give them this opportunity.

From the moment Zhou Qingfeng raised his hand to surrender, all the special combat team members had already treated the international star in front of him as a fish belly with no ability to resist, all kinds of ridicule, all kinds of ridicule, and even had the heart to take pictures and prepare to upload them on the Internet.

And when Kim Min-ki also wanted to show his sense of existence, Zhou Qingfeng, who suddenly broke out, blew up the heads of seven members of the opposing team as soon as he made a move. Although the rest of the team members still made the correct response to fight back immediately, the scene of the sudden headshot was still too weird and shocking, which made people feel confused.

Zhou Qingfeng is ruthless, and the more people he kills, the stronger he becomes, his strength is actually not an absolute advantage, but his speed and agility can break people's fear.

In just half a minute, Kim Min-gi went from being a majestic special operations captain to a dying man. Although he was very unwilling, he could only go away with hatred.

The auction hall is a place where black market transactions take place, and it is one of the few places in the entire mail ship that is not monitored. Zhou Qingfeng can use his skills to kill people unscrupulously.

Due to the large size of the auction venue, Kim Min-ki also brought over all the other black market members arrested by his team. When Zhou Qingfeng killed people, these poor worms were all tortured and squatted in the corners one by one, and when the Koreans died, it was their turn.

"Nope! Don't do that, don't kill us. ”

"Mr. Hugo, we won't tell any secrets."

"You're a demon, you're a demon!"

The poor insects were still shocked by Zhou Qingfeng's hot hands just now, and now they have seen his ruthlessness. A single shot rang out, and more than a dozen bodies fell. But the killing didn't end there, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't fully protect his property.

Face shields, helmets, body armor, walkie-talkies, firearms, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed various equipment from the corpse and armed himself. By the way, he also destroyed all the mobile phones of all Koreans, especially all the memory cards used to take pictures.

After all this, Zhou Qingfeng has transformed from an international star in a suit and leather shoes into a king of terror with guns and bullets. He found a lot of key cards for the cabins of the cruise ship from the corpses of Kim Min-ki and his team members, and a simple calculation will show that there are still a few special combat teams that have slipped through the net.

"Where will the rest be?" Zhou Qingfeng has Kim Minji's walkie-talkie in his hand, and this thing will not transmit information without pressing the call button. And in the short but fierce shootout just now, no one had time to inform others about the situation at the auction venue.

"A group of South Koreans ran to the cruise ship to catch black market merchants, and there should be a commander behind them." Zhou Qingfeng had another thought in his heart, and finally he pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie and took the risk of communicating in Korean: "I'm Kim Min-ki, and all units report the situation." ”

The VHF walkie-talkie in the ship always has some noise and distortion, and Zhou Qingfeng's imitation of the voice was not suspected, and someone quickly replied to his inquiry. One is asking how the situation is in a condescending tone, and the other is a simple report.

Obviously, one is superior and the other is subordinate.

And at this moment, in the cabin where Kim Min-gi lives, Brigitte is carrying dozens of picture frames in a cart with several subordinates. Although she was a little tired, she said happily: "It's all too easy, now there is a lack of that painting of "Our Lady, Holy Son and Saints", haven't the Koreans sent it over yet?" ”

But Erwin, who was standing in the cabin, didn't reply, he was frowning at the walkie-talkie in his hand, and Brigitte couldn't help but ask again, "What's going on?" ”

"Kim Min-ki's call just now was a bit weird." Erwin said: "The Korean guy was usually very respectful to me, but when he first reported it, he just said, 'Everything is fine.'" ”

Brigitte was still puzzled, "Isn't it okay to say, 'Everything is fine'?" ”

It's just that Erwin, who is highly suspicious, doesn't see it that way, "I just reported to headquarters that the situation is under control, and all the criminals have been caught. The support ship will arrive in half an hour, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is communicating with the Singapore government that the Ocean Princess will leave for Singapore immediately.

The results of this operation will be kept secret for the time being, and will be made public after the specific circumstances of the theft of the artwork and the route of sale will be made public. But now I always feel that something is wrong with those Koreans. ”

Restless, Erwin decides to check on the situation, and Brigitte says she wants to follow and get the last painting back. The two of them left for the auction hall without any entourage, and naturally they did not make any announcements on the radio.

At this moment, Erwin has publicly revealed his identity as CIA, this cruise ship belonging to an American company is very cooperative in controlling the passengers on board, and now there are waiters standing sporadically in the corridor to maintain order.

As Erwin walked, he saw a heavily armed special combat soldier wearing a bloodstained combat uniform on the opposite side. The special operator actually held a map of the operation in his hand and asked the attendant guarding the corridor for the location of a certain cabin.

The two sides were already close when they met, and Erwin could tell at a glance that the roadmap was a sketch he had drawn when he was discussing the plan of action with Kim Min-ki. His heart immediately tightened, the situation in front of him was definitely not normal.

"This cabin is not far ahead." The waiter who was asked was choked by the bloody special combat team. And the special combat team members holding the route map also looked up at Erwin and the two who were walking over.

Erwin's heart was pounding, but he didn't react in any way, and he still walked forward calmly. However, Brigitte who was following him was like an electric shock when she looked into the eyes of the special combat team, and although she continued to walk forward casually, her hands and feet soon became extremely stiff and uncoordinated.

The special operators had already ignored the waiter's explanation and went straight to the pouch of the gun in his leg. Just as the two sides passed by, he shouted in a deep voice, "Stop, how can you two move freely in the corridor of the cabin?" ”

Erwin's heart beat suddenly, and he wondered if he should continue to pretend, but the waiter who was already answering the question said for him: "The captain said that this Mr. Wallace can move freely on the ship. ”

At this time, there is definitely a problem with being able to move freely! As soon as he said this, the two sides immediately tore their faces, and Zhou Qingfeng, who was pretending to be a special combat member, had long seen that this 'Wallace' Mr. was not pleasing to the eye, and he immediately pulled out his gun at this moment.

And Mr. Erwin, who couldn't pretend, directly pushed Brigitte next to him towards Zhou Qingfeng, and also pulled out his gun and shot.

One is fast, the other is ruthless, and both sides shoot multiple bullets in a short period of time. For a while, the noisy people were dizzy with the sound of gunshots.

The gunfire stopped suddenly, Erwin staggered two steps and leaned against the bulkhead of the corridor, he reached out and touched a pool of blood on his chest, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng, who was wearing a black mask, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "Victor. Hugo, you are Victor. Hugo. I can't imagine that you are the one behind the scenes, and everyone underestimates you. (To be continued.) )