Chapter 277: Gunshots on the Night of the Museum

Looking around the corner, there were a few security guards lying there sleeping soundly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The security guards here are very frequent, and they will come to inspect almost every half hour.

Unfortunately, these people met Zhao Lun, and they barely saw the appearance of the person who came, and they were knocked out by a black shadow.

"Well, you're lucky to have met me."

Zhao Lun smiled at these sleeping people, then turned around and left.

It's not too early, these people have lost contact, he has to act quickly, otherwise, it won't be long before the outside people will find out, and in this case, it will be very unfavorable to his actions.

Catch all these security guards and let them all sleep? No kidding! Doing so will only expose it earlier.

The security forces here are still in place, and it is a bit unrealistic to rely on him alone, silently putting them in place, rather than this, it is better to act early.

It was precisely because of this understanding that Zhao Lun decided to speed up.

After receiving a batch of extraordinary paintings, Zhao Lun was in a good mood, of course, it was not the reason why these paintings were works by famous artists, in fact, the authors of these words did not have much reputation, compared to Van Gogh, or Monet, they were even more unknown painters.

The value of these paintings in the market is not very high, but they are all magical, they can be called magical works, and only people like him can discover the mysteries in them.

Ordinary people don't know the preciousness of these words, but he knows that in his eyes, these paintings are more meaningful than those paintings of famous artists.

After leaving here, Zhao Lun went straight to the goal.

It's too big here, and if he doesn't, he really won't have time to finish tonight's mission.

The surveillance here has helped him a lot - Zhao Lun has long turned these surveillance into his own eyes, avoiding the security guards who may encounter patrols, and taking the shortest road, less than a few minutes, to the destination - the Oriental Art Museum.

What caught his eye was the Chinese collection, which made Zhao Lun stunned all of a sudden, and the thousands of exquisite porcelain that caught his eyes couldn't even be seen.

These things are not all, and some of them are secretly collected and not displayed.

Although these collections are not all on display, these are enough to make Zhao Lun excited.

Boom! Knock knock!

His heart beat uncontrollably, his fists clenched, and he waved it vigorously, and he started to act.

The kingdom of God unfolded, and the contents of the glass case disappeared silently, one, two, three...... It's almost three or four seconds an hour a counter.

There are a lot of things, and the counter space is large enough, and all the time he spends is on walking, and if these things are put together, he can take them all away at once.

There are a lot of things, Zhao Lun collected them very well, and he only had one thought in his heart, that is, to take away all these things.

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When Zhao Lun received it here, he didn't notice what was happening in another place in the museum, the Ancient Egyptian Art Museum.

The layout of the Ancient Egyptian Art Museum is full of a strong atmosphere of ancient Egypt, and from the perspective of the internal layout, people who come in have the feeling of entering the interior of the pyramid.

There are some costumes, toys, musical instruments, mummies, human head statues, coffins and so on used by some ancient inhabitants.

In addition to these antiquities, there are many more replicas that serve as exhibits for visitors to see.

These things are very realistic, almost perfect replicas of those antiquities, and according to some accounts, put them in their corresponding places.

During the day, the abundant light makes this place look more of a color in the ancient tomb, and people who come here feel that they have traveled through time and space to a pharaoh's mausoleum.

At the moment, it's quiet.

"Rustle~~Rustle~~"

A figure appeared in a flash, silently wandering around.

One moment I stroked the textiles on the table, and the other I looked at the mummies in the glass cases.

In the dim light, it can be seen that it is a "person" dressed in a wide costume, wearing a tiara, and a mask on his face.

Emerging from the mask's eye sockets, under the mask, the deep green gaze is particularly mysterious.

Stompe! The sound of footsteps came, and the figure was stunned.

"What people! Come out! ”

Then the shout came, and a random flashlight beam shone from a distance, and then the people also arrived, it was three people with flashlights, and the person in the middle, the leader, was searching for something with all his might.

Brush! A black shadow flashed, and the place above it was empty.

"What's the matter? Paul! ”

The person next to him saw that his companion was like a great enemy, and he also became cautious, searched with all his might, and when he searched, he quietly took the time to look at his head to understand the situation.

"There's a situation here!"

The strange way the black shadow disappeared made Paul carefully draw his weapon, the gun he wore at his waist.

"Situation?"

Seeing Paul take out his gun, his two companions also drew their guns.

"Yes, there was a dark shadow just now, and then suddenly it disappeared."

Paul was serious, and sweat was on his forehead.

"Head! Shouldn't we be debriefing? ”

Brush! Before Paul could reply, the figure that had disappeared before reappeared and pressed upon them.

"Be careful!"

Paul shouted, raised his pistol, and was about to shoot.

The man was so fast that he didn't give him a chance at all, and before his gun was raised, the other party arrived, and then a slender hand came out of his wide sleeve, and was grabbed by the neck, like a chicken, and lifted him up.

"Uh, ho, ho, ho......"

Paul's eyes were bulging, his mouth made a ho-ho sound, his arms were pulled a few times, his legs were kicked a few times, and his neck was crooked, and his whole person was lifeless.

At the same time, two of Paul's companions saw the attacker.

Wide robes, ancient masks, tiaras, and sudden ethereal figures...... It all looked like Pharaoh had risen again.

Both of them were horrified, and the guns in their hands were unstable, until they heard Paul's shouting, they came to their senses, and then raised their trembling hands, subconsciously avoided Paul, and fired.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! ”

The shots rang out, Paul was thrown down, and the figure was gone. A man ran up to him and shouted, "Paul! Wake up! Paul wake up! ”

Checked, Paul was motionless and did not react at all.

Trembling put his hand under Paul's nostrils, a second, two seconds! Three-second ...... No more breathing!

In disbelief, he picked up the flashlight and lifted his eyelids, his pupils were dilated, and there was no breath of life!

Let's go! The flashlight fell to the ground.

"Call home! I'm Charles! We are under attack! One wounded! Need rescue! ……”

The companion next to him, Charles, knew that things were not good when he saw the look of Jean in front of him, and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to call for help, and before he finished speaking, he saw the disappeared figure rushing up again, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, so he raised his gun and shot.

"Bang!"

The figure paused and disappeared again.

Charles was in a cold sweat, and he didn't care if the walkie-talkie fell to the ground, so he picked up his companion who hadn't reacted and ran.

"Let! Remove! Evacuate! ”

"Bang!" With a casual shot, it hit a suspicious black shadow next to it, and the bullet passed through the black shadow and hit the glass, which only showed a little mark.

"Charles, ex-...... Oh! No! ”

At this time, Jean came out of Paul's death, followed him and retreated to the side, and when he looked up, he found the terrifying figure from before, and attacked him before they didn't know it.

The hand reached out to his companion and friend, Charles, who was still guarding behind him with his gun—he still thought that the terrible thing was still behind them.

He didn't have time to warn, and he watched his friend with his own eyes, just like that, being choked by that slender hand, and then, like Paul, strangled to death.

"Devil!"

"Devil!"

Let the incomparably desperate, feel that there is no escape, and shoot frantically.

"Bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the bullets in the magazine were poured.

Call! The hand reached out again, and in an instant it was stuck on his neck.

"Uh......" (To be continued.) )