A private collection in country H.

There is not a single ray of light in the empty and silent exhibition hall, and the hidden and close monitors operate everywhere, closely monitoring the priceless treasures in the display cases.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound from above the center of the main hall, so small that even the nearest monitor was unnoticed.

Immediately after, a slender figure jumped down from above and landed silently.

Bai Muyou was dressed in black, and her face was not wearing the mask she had when she was in the Mo family, but a new one.

After all, although there are only a handful of people who know her identity as Mo Liu, there is a high possibility that she will be recognized if she usually shows up for Li Jiu.

The task of carrying out this training camp is to put an end to all possibilities of revealing identities.

Bai Muyou watched the surroundings vigilantly, his eyes coldly swept over the monitors everywhere, snorted disdainfully, and took out a special signal jammer from his backpack.

Almost instantly, all the monitors in the entire main hall were disabled at the same time.

It can be delayed for up to five minutes.

Bai Muyou raised his wrist to confirm the time, recalling the design of the collection in his mind, and calculating the shortest time to complete the task.

Five minutes, that's enough.

Bai Muyou's tongue touched the roof of his mouth, his eyes narrowed, his body was athletic, and he walked through the main hall at an inhuman speed like a ghost, flashing into an inconspicuous corridor next to him.

This corridor, decorated in a way that does not fit in with the glittering collection, leads to the owner's study.

A truly priceless treasure will simply not be stolen by someone waiting to steal it in a display case.

These businessmen are all old foxes, and it is not of the utmost importance to them that they can be shown on the bright side.

And the master here, Earl Adams, is the highest rank in the Old Fox.

His collection, heard that the world's number one thief could not get his hands on it, has been repeatedly planted in his world's top security and anti-theft system.

Bai Muyou moved cautiously while snorting hard in his heart.

Her mission this time is to steal the treasured oil painting of this old thing.

This oil painting is a portrait of the empress of a certain country in the last century, from the hands of the top masters of the royal court, and its value is incalculable.

When Adams heard that the painting had been sold at a private auction two days before, he immediately locked it in the special safe in his study and did not let anyone see it.

The only witness who was certain that the painting was genuine was Adams' butler, who watched him put it in and never took it out again.

Therefore, her purpose this time is obvious, which is the safe in the study.

The mission information was very accurate, and Bai Muyou didn't have much effort to find the safe.

After successfully opening and taking out the painting, Bai Muyou whistled in a good mood.

This year's training task was completed so easily.

She placed the painting properly, without further delay, and turned to leave.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him.

Bai Muyou's eyes sank, and he deftly dodged.

The person who came was a tall, burly-looking man, a native of country H.

At this time, his eyes were full of fierceness, staring directly at Bai Muyou, as if he was going to skin her alive.

"What a guts!" His tone was dangerously authentic.

Behind him, Adams, the owner of the painting, arrived late with his men, and the old Earl immediately rushed over with someone when he noticed that something was wrong, but he was still a step too slow.

His eyes went black when he saw the painting in the safe disappear, and he slammed the floor with his gem-encrusted cane, making a few crisp noises to show his anger.

Adams trembled and pointed at Bai Muyou, and shouted in standard H Chinese: "Put the painting down for me!" ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand behind him, and everyone immediately pointed the guns in their hands at Bai Muyou.

Facing the black muzzle surrounding her, Bai Muyou's expression did not change at all, and he didn't pay attention to them at all, but looked at the man who attacked her just now with interest, and asked in standard H Chinese: "Are you a stranger?" ”

The strong wind just now, she felt her spiritual power.

The man's eyes deepened, his movements became more tense, and his expression became cautious and solemn.

This woman, who knows the supernatural.

That means she's prepared.

Not to be taken lightly.

Years of experience in fighting the enemy made him immediately react several key pieces of information in his head after Bai Muyou's short sentence, and analyzed it.

Although Bai Muyou was covered with nothing but the mask on his face, he only had the backpack behind him, and he didn't carry anything else, let alone weapons.

But subconsciously, he could always feel the aura of danger from her.

This is a chilling aura that only the strong can have.

The man narrowed his eyes, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and said again, "Put the painting down." ”

Bai Muyou chuckled, "What if I don't?" ”

With a smile in her eyes, she casually swept over the guns that everyone was pointing at her, "Just shoot me?" ”

"Then let's try it?"

Bai Muyou faced them in the frightened eyes of everyone, and at the same time opened his arms, looking like he was waiting to be shot.

The crowd hesitated.

Adams was still yelling, "Shoot me!" Kill her! ”

However, no one dared to move, because their boss had not yet said anything.

Everyone turned their eyes to the man, and the man furrowed his eyebrows.

"Oh, so they listen to you." Bai Mu looked at him leisurely and said, "Then what are you going to do?" Catch me? IMHO, that's wishful thinking. ”

Arrogant!

It's so arrogant!

Adams felt that he had lived for more than seventy years, and he had never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant and presumptuous in front of him!

"Lu Li! What are you thinking?! Kill her for me! ”

"You idiot! What am I raising you for?! You're not going to do it for me?! ”

Adams was furious, and the filthy words jumped out one by one.

Bai Muyou couldn't listen to it a little, and asked in disgust: "Lu, Lu Li, right?" A supernatural person, who makes people shout and drink, is it too embarrassing? ”

Her tone was full of sympathy, and she didn't know that she thought she was fighting for him.

Lu Li was silent, and snorted coldly, "It's none of your business!" Labor and management are willing, leave the painting to me immediately! ”

Before he could finish speaking, he jerked, lightning fast enough to be seen, and rushed straight at her.

The fist wind was strong, and the hidden strength was fierce, attacking Bai Muyou's shoulder.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, at the last moment, Bai Muyou suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand and opened his five fingers, and easily took his attack.

Lu Li's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

He tried desperately to withdraw his hand, but found that Bai Muyou's palm seemed to be made of iron, and he couldn't break free at all.

He looked up in shock and crashed into Bai Muyou's eyes soaked in smiles.

"It's all said, as a supernatural person, you are too embarrassed."