Chapter 1106 Welcome to the Police Movie (2)

The police car blared loudly, and more and more police were issued, blocking the road. m

Ordinary police, special police, and mounted police came from all directions. Many people still had a dazed look on their faces after waking up from sleep.

During the Olympics, there were a lot of security personnel, and a number of Army units in good numbers were in town. All were drawn immediately.

Then half the city of London woke up from sleep. Many sleepy-eyed residents rubbed their eyes as soon as they opened the door, and then stared dumbfounded at the "Spartan" armored vehicles, and the "Challenger" tanks roared and frantically passed by their doors quickly.

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"Move out, move out!"

The British Royal Special Air Service, which is the world's first regular special forces, was activated by the frustrated prime minister. At the same time, a large number of army units began to enter the city from all directions to "protect the treasure".

No way, just a few "devils" have killed more than a hundred tiaozi, so all fools know that their weapons have an overwhelming advantage. Using ordinary policemen to continue to advance, I am afraid that it will only end in death-photodynamic suits are enough to turn a fat British man into a super martyr, and drag down the country's finances year after year.

The British army is also armed with new armaments such as power suits-this is a must. However, because it is too expensive, the cost of one piece is less than 100,000 RMB, but it needs more than 1 billion RMB to sell, so only some of the most elite units are armed with small specifications, such as some tactical teams of the Air Service Regiment.

They are all on the way.

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Some planes fly in from afar, and Captain Dae-gu doesn’t care. These deadly messengers have become boring toys. But there was also some pressure in his heart, and the British guy's reaction exceeded his calculations.

"Okay, okay, it's all full. Let's go right away! Gao Chuan and Ono, you stay and guard the cultural relics. We will transport this batch of cultural relics first."

"Hey! Captain." Ono was a little nervous, and immediately calculated with 100% intelligence. Those poor mortals are like ants in the countryside, harmless at all, unless...the British come to a nuclear explosion-they will at most abandon the cultural relics and flee.

But that would be too absurd. Nuclear explosion in the capital? Hey!

Gao Chuan nodded easily, with a cold voice: "No problem, ah. These reptiles come and kill a few."

The five big trucks that arrived again were loaded with eight Little Supermen,

The first, second, and fifth vehicles were all equipped with two little supermen. Such a tactic was obvious, attacking from the front and defending from the back.

"Please... If we don't come back, then retreat." Dagu said before driving. Everyone basically has no opinion, because there are more than 13 million pieces of cultural relics, and these bastards have already taken more than 9 million pieces. Adding this batch, it will exceed 10 million and hundreds of thousands. There are still three million cultural relics left, just ordinary cultural relics. Whether there is or not, it doesn't matter.

"They're out! Damn it, block it! Block it!"

Five large trucks began to break out, and there were panicked English screaming or angry English shouting everywhere.

"boom!"

"Tug-chug!"

The vicinity of the big iron gate immediately became a scene of firefights. A war that is far more intense than normal.

The three "devils" began to attack in a zigzag shape, and all of a sudden, three new weapons, green plasma, blue electromagnetic, and red laser, began to sweep.

Clouds of green plasma hit police cars one after another as if they were calling names. There is no body armor near the police car, just relying on anger and guns, or shotguns, and the better thing is that the policemen with automatic rifles in battle immediately screamed again and again-this kind of plasma splashed on their bodies, even if it exploded one meter away, That skin tissue, the body cells, undergoes a lytic reaction.

No one can bear this pain.

The blue electromagnetic shooter is a tall devil. He really looks like a devil, especially the long legs on the lower body. Surrounded by a thick power suit, he still looks glamorous. But the electromagnetic she shot was a bunch of electromagnetic waves, and when it hit the police car, it was a wave of electromagnetic waves. Many policemen's weaknesses, such as eyes being blasted by electromagnetic waves, screamed and knelt helplessly on the ground.

A series of red lasers relieved their pain, and many policemen were hit, as if sharp air pierced through them, and their body tissues disintegrated. For example, their hands fell to the ground and they lost a thigh.

And the wound was very smooth for the time being, with bones visible in it, and it wasn't until a moment later that blood gushed out, or splattered immediately—especially the fat policeman, because of the internal pressure of the body, the blood splattered was even more alarming.

The vicinity of the big iron gate turned into hell, and the residents in the distance began to scream, continue to pee their pants in fear, or turn around and run wildly.

The tiaozi were in a dilemma, and were slaughtered by three devils step by step.

"Go, go, I'm blocking!"

Otani was hit by bullets many times, and of course he was unscathed. He did not reveal the strength of the little superman. The blow that attracted superhuman strength so quickly was not... something that a 100% genius would do. The same goes for the other nine Little Supermen, no one can do stupid things with this kind of mind.

But he was a little nervous, because according to calculations, the intelligence of a genius is at most... within 15 minutes, 13 minutes to be precise-unknowingly, they have been busy for 11 hours and 47 minutes.

But of course it is the 11 hours and 47 minutes that cultural relic dealers, archaeologists, and cultural relic scholars most want to replace in this world.

After all, to them, even if they are given ten minutes. Ten minutes of ransacking the British Museum, the world's three top museums, is really amazing, I dare not even dream about it, at most I dare to imagine...one minute.

"Got it, Captain."

A female superman turned around and ran, at a speed acceptable to ordinary people-after all, there is a speed bonus of the power suit. When she got into the car, another little Superman continued to block, while Dagu moved flexibly, step by step blocking various attacks from this side.

"Damn it! Don't let them get away, the car may be full of national treasures! Kill them, hit them!"

The senior police officer hid in a corner, sweating profusely. Angrily ordered ordinary police. It's not a question of their unemployment, it's a question of their dignity... If the British Museum is looted, they will not only be stigmatized in the history books, but they will not be able to move a single step for the rest of their lives. "Wow, so you were the commander of the museum theft?"

Ordinary police officers, as well as special police officers, are facing the most difficult test in their lives: in the front is the god of death, and in the back is... the dignity of the country. Really in the city of London. Want to quit? Screw you.

"Come on!" The senior policeman fumbled out and yelled angrily with a tweeter. Just as he was about to shoot his head out, he saw a ball of green plasma passing by, hitting a house. In an instant, a beautiful and terrifying scene appeared in his sight, and a bewitching green liquid burst open.

Fortunately, there is no living person nearby. Only buildings and lawns were damaged. Everyone scrambled to leave immediately.

Dagu successfully suppressed the firepower, and only when the fifth large truck passed by did he turn around and run wildly—still at normal speed, if replaced with the speed of Little Superman, he could run from the top speed of 70 yards per hour to 300 yards.

Then the police must... hide their credit and fame for the first time. They are all little superhero robbers, and why are they spanking? Whose life is not important?

Then the next step must be... England's superhuman strike force strikes.

And now the reason why the Superman strike force has not started, ordinary people don't know what happened.

After all, it is the country's highest force, and of course the highest force represents the top secret, just like the old days, can you know where the nuclear weapons are? How much is the launch code?

But Otani is very clear about those supermen in England. Especially the King of Superman who easily kills them in seconds... Hey, it can't be here.

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Wearing the pink superman nano combat suit that wasted a lot of people's fat and people's acres, the Queen of England strode into the meeting room where the Prime Minister was yelling like a majestic beauty.

"……His Majesty!"

To be precise, these civil servants are all servants of the King of England, so seeing the Queen of England needs to salute even in the 21st century. Moreover, he changed his distraught face into a noble gentleman's expression.

"I already know the situation, a group of robbers armed with a lot of high-tech equipment. Then I am a superman, and I am willing to capture those rude robbers." The Queen of England spoke quite quickly.

How audacious were those robbers to loot the British Museum? How much wealth is there? Many Chinese cultural relics can be sold for astronomical figures and in exchange for various important benefits that are unimaginable.

So she couldn't bear it as soon as she found out about the situation: she was the queen of the British Empire, and she was a perfect immortal superman, how dare some bastards rob her museum!

The cabinet officials were silent at first. Then all kinds of flattery came, "Your Majesty, how can you deal with those rude robbers in person...Leave such trivial matters to the police and the army."

What he said really ignored what was happening in the meeting room, where there were heavy casualties in those projections... and what was happening.

The Prime Minister of England was about to say something when a senior analyst from the intelligence department suddenly got up from another desk and said, "God, they are supermen! Your Majesty, you must not go."

The Queen of England was a little nervous when she heard this. There are two thoughts in mind.

First thought was Superman Robber? Ha, what's wrong with the world? The Chinese want to start a world war?

Second thought... Of course who will go, you, I want to rule, oh, lead the British Empire for eternity, real eternity, no bragging.

"Why?" The Prime Minister, including the ministers, rushed forward.

The senior analyst took out multiple photos and some videos taken by the helicopter, and explained: "Look, these robbers are all people with perfect body. These are super life forms that must have been created by Brother Abdomo's surgery. For example This kind of figure, even though wearing a power suit, can still be analyzed as a 'Dark King' figure. And with these reflexes, it is impossible for a power suit to speed up the reaction ability of ordinary people so much, it is the performance of the brain and nerves. "

The senior analyst, a woman in her thirties, pointed to her brain, and calmly said: "I can assure you, 100%, all ten guys are super life forms above Little Superman."

"..." There was silence at the scene, the Prime Minister completely believed the analysis, she would not make mistakes in such an obvious fact. So he immediately thought about why those robbers pretended to be ordinary people? And successfully deceived ordinary people, but could not deceive professionals who specialize in analysis.

"Oh, God. They don't want us to use superhuman strength... Which means it's a well-planned heist, and they must have done it last night."

Including the Queen of England, everyone gasped. One night, ten supermen, so many high-tech... I can't even imagine it.

The Prime Minister scratched his hair. Nervously said: "Quickly, quickly, throw our Superman King gentlemen into it as soon as possible."

"Sorry...Mr. Prime Minister, our Superman Kings are having a carnival in Paris. It was a sudden invitation. Now...we can't regulate their return to the country for the time being. Not only is the distance a problem, but they are already drunk ...No ordinary person should dare to interfere with them."

Immediately there will be an assistant who is in charge of Superman King.

The Prime Minister sighed and said: "My God. Then organize our little superhuman forces, dukes and rich people!"

Everyone selectively "ignores" the Queen of England, jokingly, she is more important than the British Museum, because she herself represents the country. She's been... honored, well, the country is going to be in chaos.

There has not been the first Queen of England killed by robbers in British history, and it is still the life level of Superman.

"...It should be very difficult in a short time..." the assistant said tactfully.

In fact, everyone knows, let others work hard... Hey, let's dream. To them. Are cultural relics a ball? I have lived for millions of years, and I am the most precious cultural relic, and I am still alive and kicking.

So, have you seen the Duke of England millions of years ago? What an ancient and great existence?

So how could the same group of robbers go all out for millions of years?

"What should I do?" The Prime Minister turned around anxiously, and some smart people's eyes lit up. Said: "Sir, there are many supermen in our city, why don't we ask them for help? Can we win them over by giving some titles afterwards?"

"Smart!" The Queen of England immediately appreciated this charming idea... The super life she gave to the title was getting better and better. Because there was a "great man" like Brother Abdominal, who gave some tributes regularly, so she... posted it.

"Okay. Arrange right away, and those Superman kings of the Abdominal family... Go and see them and ask them to help, they are the Superman kings." The Prime Minister said with a pun.

We are all...political elites, of course we can hear it: there is also a sense of temptation. If the group of Brother Ba...are robbers, they are not finished, just let people rob them happily, and afterwards... strongly protest, if the Huaxia government still wants to maintain the national image of being a saint inside and a king outside, they have to intervene.

Otherwise, let the citizens of the country blatantly loot the museum of a big country and remain indifferent, what else is there in the international community? Everyone will automatically protest.

Because it is impossible to play this way, it is better for you to launch a war to complete the global unification.

The Prime Minister really hoped that it was done by Ba Ge and others. In this way, maybe Yinglun will soar into the sky: brother abs will definitely subsidize himself because of those brain-dead relatives, and he won’t come for what he wants?

But deep down in the prime minister's heart, he faintly felt that such a possibility was the least likely.

He is most afraid that some powerful bastards are behind the scenes, and they will do things... without proof, then they will be finished and lose a British Museum for nothing.

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"What? Well... ummm, no problem, but let's have some breakfast first, and drink some drinks to hangover, because we drank too much yesterday, and you all know that. Right?"

Three minutes later, after listening to the request, Brother Ba on the bed said lazily.

"Thank you so much...I'll wait for you outside."

The beautiful manager of the nightclub is actually a British civil servant who is very gentle and considerate. Before leaving, don't forget to twist the touching ass under the tights to seduce one or two.

If Brother Ba takes a fancy to her, she will post it right away—if she asks for a spot as a little superman afterwards, then life will be too successful.

After going out, the beauty manager shook her head slowly to several sweaty elites, and after walking a few hundred meters quickly, she said: "They have been here all night, and they have not left all night. Regarding helping, their leader Looks like there's no interest, or it's going to take quite a while to get going."

"How much time? If you delay for a minute now, our museum will be finished!" the elite said distressedly. If one of the superhuman kings of Brother Ba is willing to help, the robbers will die as many as they come.

"Not sure." The beauty manager shook her head slowly, "I suggest that the higher-ups try their best to solve this matter. Foreigners probably won't help. They will also be concerned about the background of these robbers."

This scene happened in many hotels, the Olympic Village... there is no Superman, who can live in it?

The answers are basically the same, most of them delay time and wait and see the situation.

You said that if someone is Superman, he is Superman? If it's the King of Superman, let's rush forward to die——in case the Huaxia Alliance is playing hardball behind us, let's not... die?

For example, where do you get so many high technologies?

You explain first.

"A group of fools who don't know the truth..." Brother Ba continued to lie on the bed, reached for his phone, and quickly sent a message: "What's for dinner tonight?"

This is a code name, but it is actually: Get it done and go home.

Just now, Brother Ba looked at some code names, and all the important cultural relics have been obtained, not one of the Oriental cultural relics is missing, and there are more than three million other ordinary cultural relics...but there is no need to take them.

It's very simple, many important cultural relics, the last collectors are them, he, Brother Ba is not the master of collecting bad goods.

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"Retreat, retreat!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the five large trucks left, Ono received the captain's retreat message. It's still the highest order from Brother Ba.

Without further ado, Ono waved to Gao Chuan, who smiled. The two of them rushed to a police armored vehicle, threw away the body, turned around and rushed out of the big iron gate without looking at other cultural relics.

"Thug..."

The stalks who came up again immediately continued to shoot, and Gao Chuan immediately fought back from the car window, and the green plasma was fatal.

"It's so cool! Haha! My genius medicine power is fading, and the excited mortal mood is coming up!"

"Understood! I'm almost there too..." Ono nodded and said, there were slivers everywhere in front of him, without a defensive battle, it seemed that it was a bloody assault battle.

Because a city was alarmed, the army was also coming.

Look, no, the planes are attacking!

Armored police vehicles have no missile defense.

PS: The second update. . . )

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