Chapter 1105 Welcome to the Police Movie (1)

Of course, it is still too early, and a large number of cultural relics have not been shipped home or returned to the place where they "should" go. m

He Ming leaned against the big tree, tilted Erlang's feet, and drank the top-quality drink "Gudong, Gudong..." in a large glass. It's cool, the weather in the mansion on the planet is hot again, so you can't drink all the refreshing iced drinks, and all these top drinks can be digested, so there is no need for a second useless excretion like ordinary people, such as drinking If you have too much, you have to pee, what a bother.

And as the father-in-law of the sun, drinking iced drinks is really unique.

Enjoy it with one hand, and keep the other hand in the exciting and fascinating zombie apocalypse.

This time I chose a note, I usually have a lot of bitterness and hatred, so it was so cool to shoot at my former colleagues in the police station at the beginning, the sudden drastic change, how thrilling, how many grievances and hatreds are hidden in it, and there are depressive feelings The strange feeling of the day of the collapse of civilization.

This feeling is called doomsday fast.

It is estimated that there is no one among the favorites of street fighters and losers.

This is an interesting psychological phenomenon, which is very common. It is called: You don't want what I can't get! Destroy, sinful human beings!

In fact, it's just that picking up girls is not going well, and I never have enough money in my pocket to go to a high-end restaurant to spend once.

If he's a millionaire, who wants doomsday? He doesn't need it anyway.

He Ming was very happy and at ease, the central optical brain is there for everything, anyway, the most important moment. Oh, London night, Olympic wonder night, a glamorous call must have rang through the Duty Line of the Metropolitan Police. If the fat guard concentrates on sleeping and doesn't answer the phone, then the central optical brain doesn't mind creating a huge thunder out of thin air. The shock made his mother's soul jump.

"You're blocking my way again!"

The proud He Ming heard a relatively childish voice, he meowed, and saw a little loli about three or four years old, who was the offspring of a vixen at a glance, so super cute and loving. Of course it was Uncle Weird's love, but it's a pity that he hasn't degenerated into Uncle Weird yet.

"What are you talking about?" He smiled slightly, pretending to be a good guy for a second. He Ming continued to play the game. Another lewd smile on his face. Just kidding, the whole world is full of Zhengtai loli, especially the little loli is dozens of times bigger than the Zhengtai. How can he have time to pay attention to a kid, he is a great man who serves the people.

Little Loli probably learned Chinese with high technology, so the two can talk.

"You blocked my way!" Little Loli said again.

He Ming glanced again, and it turned out that he was on a better site, but Little Lolita tried to build a beach train on this site...well, some cute little donkeys would play around every day.

He Ming's Erlang's feet are right on top.

"Oh. Got it."

Even though he said that, He Ming continued to have fun, and the little loli got angry, and said in a childish voice: "Google! Spoil him."

"Googoo? Auntie? Beauty sprayed me? What do you mean?" He Ming glanced again and found that it was a pet that looked like a little dinosaur. It was not as tall as a little loli but looked at him arrogantly. The eyes look like a very smart guy.

The little dinosaur is not the cannibal version of the earth, but a cartoon version, with a relatively white body. So cute guys.

It almost has good intelligence, so it can understand the words of little Lolita, and at the same time, it is quite brain-dead, and it turned around and pouted its fat little buttocks, sucking the swollen sea water. Turning around again, the little dinosaur, no, the little fat dinosaur already had that kind of complacent expression on its face...but it sprayed empty.

He Ming slipped away... a strategic retreat. There are no big trees anywhere on the beach, so why bother blocking Loli's way.

Thank goodness the wife married so many. In the future, my little kid himself doesn't have to worry too much, right? You must have bothered your wife, right? If it bothers me?

Oh——God, the painful life has begun. I'm a guy with abs, not a babysitter, and I'm not a peerless dad in street stall literature.

That is really a peerless example of being a happy father.

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It's still raining.

The night in London is a little pale.

Ono glanced at the time, time is like water! It was four thirty in the morning local time.

So their time is running out: even when it's raining, museum staff are still at work.

"How many cultural relics do we have? Have all the important cultural relics been taken away?"

Captain Otani also discovered this problem. He saw Ono rolling up the power suit to check his watch and asked in the communication system in the power suit.

Now besides him and Ono, there are three Little Supermen, and the other five Little Supermen are all busy on the road.

No matter how good the plan is, it is not as important as the actual experience. After all, if you know the troubles now, you must have ten large trucks instead of five before you act.

"We still have a lot of cultural relics, all of which are concentrated in the large atrium now, and it will take more than ten shipments. All the important cultural relics in blue bags have been transported back, and now we are short of ordinary cultural relics in gray bags."

The blue Chinese in the helmet shows that this is Gao Chuan's report.

Captain Dagu quickly calculated with his genius mind for a moment, and found that there was no other way, so he could only say: "Okay! Please speed up the driving, we are going to speed up! Save all the time. Xiao Ye, come with me to check the museum again. , including going to the Restoration Center to see if there are any other cultural relics missing.”

"Hey, Captain!"

...

At half past six in the morning, the sky was gray and it continued to rain.

The weird muffled thunder sounded all night, and now the dog day is still looming in the sky, but it has become relatively mild and can be tolerated.

Jack Bieber shook his head vigorously to dispel the uncomfortable feeling of insomnia, then got off the bed, walked to the window, and habitually looked from a distance, "It was the worst night of my life... um, what was that?"

In his blue eyes, the excellent eyesight of this twenty-five-year-old youth, he could just see the large iron gate of the museum. Normally, there should be someone standing guard, wearing conspicuously colored guards, or the staff were opening the gate.

Nowadays……

There is also such a guy, a fat guy in a bright and conspicuous police uniform. But this fat guy. Not long after entering the big iron gate, suddenly, as if walking into the tide... disappeared.

"? This is not... scientific, is it? I have hallucinations in front of my eyes?"

Bieber shook his head vigorously, and put his entire face on the window—thanks to his parents' crisis education, he didn't immediately open the window to attract the attention of the outside world. Otherwise he'd eat a plasma bullet, and both the man and the windows would turn into charming shapes.

"Hey, I want to make a report: the museum. It's the British Museum. Something strange happened. You go and see."

After reporting the crime, Bieber hid under the window very excitedly and began to peek from time to time. awesome. Are aliens invading the world? Don't be afraid, because we have abs!

Then he continued to fantasize about Brother Abs saving Ying Lun, and he added a high-quality flattery. That's why I was able to practice Ha Toad Kungfu, and finally came back to kill those little girls who looked down on me and couldn't do without me... To be precise, my little brother!

An important place like a museum is not a slum. It didn't take long for three policemen to arrive on foot.

Mr. Bieber watched excitedly immediately... He widened his eyes and focused on it-oh, God, I really saw it this time, and I saw it from such a distance, as if the three strips were hit by some green energy In an instant... it turned into a liquid that a pile of shit would laugh at.

"God..." Cold sweat immediately flowed down, after he frantically tried his phone many times. Then re-reported: "God, I really saw it! You three police officers were killed! You were killed by the green energy body!"

"What green energy?"

"Go and see!"

Well, the Tiaozi Bureau started to jump around - was attacked in the Daying Museum? Oh, God!

Well, it is a pity that there is no need to call He Ming. The venerable cosmic giants don't need to report a "regrettable" thing to a carbon-based monkey's violent agency.

This is really... the little devil's luck is too bad.

...

"We've been exposed!" Although Gao Chuan said this, the other nine little supermen could hear this guy's perverted excitement. After one night in the museum, this guy began to reveal his true nature. An example of how the oppressed become crazier when they become superior It was him: none of the guards, staff he saw survived, and finally finished the job. Kill the unconscious guards one by one.

When Ono and other pacifists found out, there was nothing they could do—how to save you? My white godmother who has turned into meat sauce...

The pacifist had no choice but to regret slightly, but he also saw that Gao Chuan was an extreme rightist.

There are many such guys in Devils, and they are a big problem in society. Even more perverted and troublesome than the extreme leftists, they are completely murderers.

And there are more extreme rightists in the devil than in the world. You can see it on the Internet. There are many rightists with yin and yang eccentricities.

"I'll contact Brother Ba to check... Oh, he's still sleeping, well, he's ready to fight!"

Captain Dagu was quite hesitant with ordinary intelligence, but with a genius mind, he immediately calculated the difference in strength between the two sides, and then he had no scruples. He was ready to do the best thing, that is, take back all the cultural relics, and the genius mind analyzed Without the character of Brother Ba, making a big fuss made the "master" even happier.

So...why not?

Being a dog also has an ideal, that is the best domestic dog. Otherwise, people will find another better dog at any time and abandon you. Where are you going to cry?

With 100% intelligence, completely calm and rational, there is no negative emotion at all, even boring emotions, such as the second disease and literary style, as well as pretentious skills.

God, don't waste your time, okay? A little progress in wisdom is a little more ruthless.

The guy who smiles all day is destined not to get a hundred points in the test. Instead, the parents frown, because they are very worried about your studies.

"Understood! Oh, is it time for the white people to be taught by us again? This time there will be bloodshed, a lot of blood! Ha, the Russo-Japanese War, the glory of defeating the great powers, will be on the descendants of the greater Superman It's done."

Lu Xiong is Lucia, not the Soviet Union in the 20th century, nor the Russian republic, a member of the China Alliance, which is very poor now, but the Tsarist Russian Empire, whose territory is even larger than the red Soviet Union.

The devil defeated the bear with a worm's territory in the Russo-Japanese War. Deep down in my heart, I am afraid that I regard it as a victory far greater than the Sino-Japanese War, the most glorious battle in history.

"Seriously."

Captain Dagu said. Ono made a gesture to move on. Ono nodded understandingly, and the two moved at high speed and observed carefully, because this was the last observation, and they were going to fight soon.

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"Up, up, up... smash the big iron gate!"

Following the orders of the senior police officers, they swarmed in, and the police who arrived all day used police armored vehicles, a total of three. The first car smashed through the big iron gate, and the two cars quickly followed up slowly, followed by many ordinary policemen.

Among the nervous peeps of many policemen. There were still many citizens watching, and the first police armored vehicle headed towards the gate supported by the courtyard pillars.

Within three or four meters, the driver screamed. "Oh my God! The museum has been looted, there are bags behind the gate..." Before he finished speaking, a martyr was created by the plasma gun.

A burst of energy with the green attack intensity adjusted to the maximum state accurately hit the car window. The bulletproof glass supported for a second or two, and then the defense was disarmed under the new high-tech weapon, exposing the dear master, the venerable monkey, to the violently beating plasma.

After such a short period of helplessness, the screams became utterly silent. The police immediately became chaotic. Shots were fired at the source of the attack.

"Shit! Attack! Press it up, press it up!"

Needless to say, the senior police immediately ordered a storm: the museum was attacked silently, which is a national shame.

He couldn't imagine the result of any national treasure cultural relic being harmed or even disappearing.

"Report! Report. I call for all police support!"

A few police officers were left to report panic and helplessness, and a fat female police officer shouted passionately. Other police officers opened fire, using a tactic that makes sense in conventional warfare: suppressive fire.

Although the enemy attack came from the museum, it can't be taken care of now: it is better to have no buildings than no cultural relics.

After all, houses can still be built, cultural relics? You travel back, you.

The enemy didn't respond for a minute. So the special police behind the police armored vehicle quickly got out of the vehicle, and followed the armored vehicle carefully to defend and observe the situation.

Like water waves, a large number of onlookers can also see a man wearing devil-like clothes, a familiar yet unfamiliar power suit, and a more simple and realistic helmet like an astronaut. Suddenly walked out of the "water wave".

He was so big and strong, like a little giant.

And the speed is fast, very decisive, walking towards like the wind, the weapon in his hand is pulled casually, and suddenly a thick green light shoots out. Roll names one by one.

Without a sound, a police armored vehicle, a few tons big guy comparable to military light armored vehicles, was moved a few meters by the green energy. Where the energy was hit, a squad of special police was hit.

Three guys in full armor and wearing old-fashioned bulletproof suits were instantly killed. Their heads and chests exploded on the spot, and their stronger lower bodies immediately fell to the ground with cramps.

But everyone knows that they have been... Glorious.

The rest of the special police, as well as the ordinary police outside the big iron gate, immediately opened fire like crazy.

At this moment, there was the same "water wave" change again, this time near the big iron gate, three tall devils walked out, but one of them was a woman by the figure, the standard of a stunning beauty .

The weapons of the three "devils" are all high-tech weapons, and their movements are fast, and they are named one by one, from a little unfamiliar to proficient.

Ordinary police weapons can't break through the power suit, and hitting it is just the result of a bullet flying away.

And so began a massacre...

Some of the audience peed their pants in fright, and some ran away.

Several guards really screamed: "Oh my god! I can't believe it, the officer was also killed by the plasma weapon! Oh, he turned into a lump of liquid! Last help. I retreat first!" Then He ran far away again, the speed was so fast, if he usually ran to work at this speed, it would not take a year, three months... Successful weight loss!

None of the other attacking police officers escaped, and about a hundred police officers all became glorious martyrs within ten seconds.

At this time, the sun just came out, and it was the first time in front of the British Museum... "glorious".

It became Martyrs Square.

...

Three minutes later, the three large trucks alarmed many policemen and many caring people on the road began to panic, "No! You won't be robbed overnight? Ha, this is impossible!".

In the end, it savagely rushed in and crushed the big iron gate, leaving traces on the green liquid or corpses, and entered the front of the museum.

boom! Forcibly smashed away two police armored vehicles, and three new large trucks backed up in front of the museum entrance.

Those devils immediately moved the cultural relics at high speed.

Some daring viewers secretly filmed this scene, and then posted it online...

"Oh, God……"

Not only the British people, but also the European people were shocked...

And that's just the beginning.

And this is also the first news about the British Museum that the people have, and it is also the most vague, and they don't think it is true.

A large number of tourists, as well as a large number of good people have come.

The London Olympics, finally have a...wonderful "show"?

We love this big show to death, because we are the ones who are not afraid of the sky, the earth, and the most lonely... Huaxia Kuaiye.

"Hurry up, hurry up... don't attack the audience who are not in the way, and don't attack the yellow race. They must be Chinese. If we accidentally hurt one, we will lose the superhuman support of our master, and we will die!"

Captain Dagu desperately carried the cultural relics, and with his extraordinary intelligence, all the cultural relics were neatly put away without wasting any space. The speed is so fast, tens of thousands of bags and thousands of boxes, large and small, were moved within ten minutes.

At this time, the police force in London is completely mad. About 30,000 plus several thousand volunteer policemen came from their sleep or vacation...to fight a few devils.

Many people only received their weapons near the museum, or some shotguns, automatic rifles, etc., and more...

Body armor? Get some sleep, the British Empire is not as rich as it used to be... Of course, the living don't know where the country's money goes... Is it built on the old castle or wasted on the Queen's birthday party? Then, hey, Cinderella fucked the prince?

Or members of the British royal family, big and small? For example, the cost of Prince William's mistress?

It’s still the same old saying, some people really believe that some princes keep themselves clean and have a girl all their lives, then... they are too naive and too happy, the less they know, the happier they will be.

Because domestic dogs can't help but mate at will, Tibetan mastiffs will also fall in love with Chinese pastoral dogs, let alone more advanced humans?

And you can see the details from brother abs, the life level is so high that it explodes, but there are more and more wives, and the integrity is getting more and more... It has long been a negative number! I don't even bother to say "I used to be pure" at every turn. . . )

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