Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 421: War

At night, Ocean Princess approaches Singapore. ???????????????? Several helicopters landed on the cruise ship, and more than 20 armed personnel took advantage of the night to unload dozens of boxes of different sizes from the helicopter.

At the moment, in the VIP room of the cruise ship's French restaurant, Xu Yun is handling a medium-rare steak. Unlike Chinese people who like well-cooked steaks, foreigners like steaks that are tender, and the cooking techniques are completely different.

Miss Tianhou had a big appetite today, she glared at Zhou Qingfeng who was opposite her while eating, You Qi was still kicking the opponent's leg with her foot under the table, and she enjoyed bullying others.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't speak, he was also responsible for eating the steak that Xu Yun fed. Whether he likes to eat it or not, Miss Tianhou will force him to take a bite. On the other hand, Feng Wan smiled gently as if looking at her younger brother and sister.

When the three of them were eating happily, Xu Yun's female assistant suddenly came over and said something to Xu Yun in a low voice. The eldest lady who was eating happily immediately pursed her lips, shook her head slightly and said, "Let them wait and deal with this matter tomorrow."

The female assistant seemed very embarrassed, Zhou Qingfeng asked in a low voice: "Is there anything urgent?"

"It's not because of you. I've never been so sad in my life. In the past few days, when I was angry, I bought a painting at a sky-high price, but the seller sent the painting and asked me to pay for it." Xu Yun Mumbling and complaining, the responsibility was all pushed onto Zhou Qingfeng.

What should come has finally come, and it seems that tonight is going to be a big showdown. Zhou Qingfeng sighed inwardly, and said to Xu Yun: "I'll collect that painting for you, those black market dealers are not very good people."

"No, you don't know how to appraise oil paintings, and you don't even know when Picasso was from that era." Xu Yun couldn't stop laughing.

Zhou Qingfeng could only retreat this time and said, "Then I will go with you."

Now Xu Yun's eyebrows and eyes immediately curved into a smile, wishing she could drag Zhou Qingfeng away immediately. For this kind of thing, Feng Wan expressed that she would not go, she said that she would return to the suite by herself. Ever since, Xu Yun took Zhou Qingfeng's hand and quickly walked to the auction venue where the delivery was agreed, running all the way there.

The waiters on the boat led Zhou Qingfeng and the two to the entrance of the auction site and stopped going in. Two other guards with guns checked Xu Yun's identity before letting him go. The auction venue, which could originally accommodate a hundred people, was now empty, with only a few people waiting for Xu Yun.

"Hello, beautiful lady." A white man took the initiative to shake hands with Xu Yun and Zhou Qingfeng, "We have withdrawn your purchase money from the vault on the ship, and now we will deliver the paintings you purchased. I assure you, The real value of this painting is far more than the cash you paid for it."

"Our Lady,

The painting of the Holy Son and the Saints has a history of hundreds of years. When Zhou Qingfeng brought it back from the wasteland, he only sealed it with a plastic bag, but now the painting is packed in a closed bulletproof glass box. It takes a lot of work to open it.

Taking advantage of Xu Yun's appraisal time, Zhou Qingfeng chatted with the white man in charge of the transaction and asked, "Excuse me, it's too dangerous for you to openly conduct this kind of transaction on a cruise ship. You are not afraid of being caught by the police." eyeing?"

Zhou Qingfeng was already waiting for a big battle, but the current situation was very calm, and everything seemed to be going smoothly without any problems.

The white man also showed a nonchalant attitude. He smiled and said, "The people who can become our clients are celebrities and dignitaries from all over the world. They won't make trouble for themselves. Our security personnel are also top-notch, and the safety factor of the transaction process is very high. You There's absolutely no need to worry."

'That's because you didn't provoke a big enemy! ’ Zhou Qingfeng murmured in his heart, now he could only silently wait for the moment when the battle would break out.

And in another cabin tens of meters away from the auction venue, Erwin rarely showed a smile on his staid and gloomy face. He was receiving news one after another that the subordinates of the black market businessman Lerna had indeed chosen to come directly to complete the transaction under the persecution of danger and the temptation of profit.

Don't think that Americans don't value their own honor. In fact, Erwin is imagining that he will become the hero who recovers the national treasure of the United States. "These black market dealers are really bold. Do they really think that no one dares to deal with them? Let them go today." I'm here to put an end to the trash in these dark corners."

The identification of the paintings is being completed one by one, and Lerner's men are busy taking out the cash in the cruise ship's vault. You must know that 200 million cash is a very large pile. It is not an easy task to count it, and it is even more troublesome to transport it away.

"Mr. Erwin, all the paintings have been confirmed. They are indeed the ones lost by our Metropolitan Museum in New York. Now there is only the last pair of "Madonna, Child and Saints". You can wait until they complete the transaction." Arrest people." Brigitte's voice came over the radio, and the identification of dozens of paintings is a tiring job.

Erwin laughed and said, "You don't need to wait for the transaction to be completed. I'll send people to start a full-scale arrest now. Not only will we recover all the stolen paintings, but no one will be able to take away the 200 million dollars." .

And as for the Chinese woman, she shouldn't have meddled in this matter at all. And she even brought Victor Hugo here. Hahaha, when I send someone to rush in and take a few pictures, tomorrow they'll be in the Wall Street Journal with a story about buying stolen goods, and then their reputation will be ruined. "

Hearing this, Brigitte also sighed in her heart. Although she liked Victor Hugo very much, she was powerless now. She thought to herself: "It's a pity, I like him quite a lot. Why can't my partner be such a handsome guy? I feel that there are good Asian men too."

At the auction venue at this moment, Xu Yun, who had been staring at the painting for half an hour, suddenly frowned in distress, and whispered into Zhou Qingfeng's ear: "I should learn more about how to appreciate paintings with my father? Because I now It’s impossible to tell if it’s true or not.”

Zhou Qingfeng was just about to say a few words of comfort to the woman's coquettish words, but suddenly he heard gunshots outside the auction venue. This sudden change made everyone in the venue startled, and several security personnel drew their weapons one after another. The white man who was confident in the transaction just now looked at a loss.

Xu Yun also widened her eyes, not knowing what to do? Without waiting for the people in the venue to react too much, the gate of the venue exploded suddenly, and a small amount of explosive cables blasted the entire door frame, followed by a few grenades thrown in from the outside.

The moment the grenade was about to hit the ground in an arc, Zhou Qingfeng quickly took off his suit and wrapped Xu Yun's head and face, closing her facial perception, and then flew towards the back door of the venue with the woman's body in his arms Jumped over. (To be continued.)

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