"Boss, look, are you still satisfied?" After the beauties screamed and ran into the prisoner car and closed the car from the outside, the old detective who fell in a pool of blood got up from the ground and said respectfully to Master Li, who slowly walked out of the aisle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well done, Rudolph!" Li Qingyuan patted the Knight Gang leader on the shoulder, quite pleased.

If it weren't for this local snake, it would be impossible for him to directly abduct this gang of Yanmar no matter what.

After all, this is Bari, an international metropolis, although the whole process is now a mess, and there is no problem in directly kidnapping people yourself, but it is pure nonsense to want to kill those girls so easily!

What's more, these girls are also well-known figures, and if there is no land snake here to deal with the hand tail, there will be a lot of trouble in the later stage.

With a wave of Rudolph's hand, more than a dozen female corpses were carried out directly from the truck, these women were wearing the same clothes as the group of celebrities just now, and their figures and appearances were naturally incomparable, but they were about the same height.

The ones who appeared here were all Rudolph's hardcore henchmen, and although they were puzzled why the boss did such a thing, they still meticulously placed those female corpses in the aisle.

"Boss, it's done!" Master Li had already driven away in the prisoner car, and Rudolph's men dutifully blew up the aisle of the stadium.

Those female corpses have now been buried under thousands of tons of buildings, and it is estimated that it will take at least half a month when the rebellion here is cleaned up and someone remembers to dig up the ruins to find the corpses.

At that time, even using DNA to find people is not very accurate, not to mention that at this level, it is still a question whether it can be processed in half a month!

Watching the sprawling stadium begin to crumble, Rudolph knew he had finally accomplished his mission.

Since that night, he has traveled all over the streets and alleys of Bari to all the places related to the mystery, from the archbishop of Notre-Dame de Bari to the wandering witches of the gypsies in the alleys, as long as there is a little bit of supernatural or magical touch, the underground mafia leader has searched for everything.

It's a pity that a lot of money was spent, and all kinds of rituals and messy potions were drunk, but no one could drive the evil spirit out of his body.

After all, Master Li was simply scaring him at that time, if he could really use the evil spirit to bend down to control others, with Li Qingyuan's virtue, he would have gone to the whole world to release ghosts one by one, where could he still lurk until now.

Besides, the master priests that Rudolph is looking for, those who have no ability, are naturally swaggering, and those who have the ability will find that he has not hit the ghost at all!

It's just this set of rhetoric, how could Rudolph believe it, he clearly saw that the ghost with only half of it crawled into his heart, and until now he has always felt as if his heart was being held by something, if you want to say that he is fine, how can he believe it!

Master Li leisurely put the steering wheel and drove the car directly to the port, where a freighter that had long been anchored was ready to leave at any time.

Now the whole of Bari is in chaos, full of fleeing residents and vehicles, and there are also rioters on the dock ready to run and rob.

But this is one of the basic plates of the Knight Gang, and the strength of the local gangs is not comparable to those scattered thugs for the time being, and it is not easy to get any oil and water from the docks, so after killing a few thugs, the gang of armed refugees also gave up this difficult bone and turned to the residential area to make a fortune.

When Li Qingyuan's prisoner car swayed into the dock, more than a dozen large trucks entered at the same time.

These trucks are not good-looking, and they are also stamped with the mark of so-and-so logistics, and now the city is in chaos, and no one cares about these things.

But if someone gets inside the truck, then I'm afraid I'm going to really scold my mother!

Boxes of precious antique calligraphy and paintings, rare treasures, are now piled up in the carriage like garbage all over the street.

Just as the riot had just started, a guy with a visa order from Bari's highest police station rushed into Fontainebleau, and then threw the order to the top person in charge there.

The decree clearly stated that tens of thousands of thugs were smashing and looting in the city of Bari, so in order to protect the treasures of Gaul from destruction, the museum was required to pack up all the exhibits and transport them away.

Although this request was a bit excessive, the scene at that time, the civil unrest in Barry was real, and the shootings everywhere were also real, and the owner of the museum verified that the order was also true.

So after contacting the highest police station in Bari and confirming with Spark's dead fat man, all the artworks of the entire Fontainebleau were quickly transferred to the train.

Because this kind of national treasure-level art museum, while building the museum, it is also considered that it must be able to move quickly as soon as possible to prevent any natural and man-made disasters, so in just half an hour, all the valuable cultural relics in the entire museum were packed and sealed according to the requirements.

"Where is this? We shouldn't be going to Marseille or Lyon, right? The museum owner, a little old man in a jazz suit, stepped out of the car and looked at the freighter in front of him with some puzzlement.

"Old man, where did you come from so much nonsense, and then I threw you directly into the sea!" Now that they have reached their own territory, the thugs of this sub-knight gang don't have to pretend to be grandsons anymore.

The boss is a wise god! Taking advantage of the chaos in the whole city, it is really high to ask us to disguise ourselves as police and loot the whole of Fontainebleau!

Although these gangs of gangsters have no culture, and they can't appreciate anything like art, it doesn't prevent them from knowing.

Whatever one thing in these boxes is sold, it's enough to spend a lifetime of drinking and drinking.

Maybe for those young people or patriots, the contents of the box are artistic treasures that they need to protect with their lives, but for these underworld elements, no patriotic feelings and national honors are not as cute as real banknotes!

"You're not from the police department? You want to take advantage of the fire! The little old man who had been pushed asked in annoyance.

"Stinky old man, did you tell you to shut up?" The leading man directly commanded the crane to lift the container onto the ship, and scolded without looking back.

"Damn it!" The fooled curator said angrily, and a raging fire began to appear in his eyes.