Chapter 1524: 'Dog Meat' Is Still Reliable
In the Saint-Eustache Church not far from the Louvre, in a confession room specially set up for the powerful, the old Lycus, who was only half breathed, was lying on his hospital bed and telling the Virgin about his sins. .
The wooden Madonna was indifferent to any narration, but let the feeble voices echo in the confessional.
After a long time, there was a knock on the door outside the confession room.
The current controller of the Likus family, Ronald Likus, walked in from the outside, and he whispered to the old Likus: "Father, the president has ordered the 'poisonous spider' to direct the next action, I believe it will soon This embarrassing farce can end."
Old Likus stared at the statue of the Virgin for a long time before turning his head, and said weakly, "Is our Mr. President willing to help?"
"Your Excellency the President is not very happy, but he cannot do without our support, so he can only compromise with us. After all, we are the real controllers of this country." Ronald said proudly.
"Hehehe..." Old Likus shook his head with a wry smile, "We just united a group of rich people and controlled a consortium, which is far from controlling the country. There are many other consortiums of the same kind, and we are just one of them." one."
Old Likus obviously didn't want to talk about the consortium. He turned to ask himself in doubt: "The only thing I can't figure out is why the 'Prince' must kill Lin Sen? They are not at the same level. Why did the 'Prince' want to kill Lin Sen?" Spend so much money? 100 million is not enough, 200 million will continue."
Ronald was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice: "I asked the 'Prince' the same question, and he didn't want to answer at first. But later he said emotionally, 'I have a hunch this kid is threatening my life, If you don't kill him, I'll die'."
"Lin Sen threatens the life of 'Prince'?" Old Likus fell into deep thought, shook his head after a while and said, "'Prince' is as mysterious as Lin Sen, and there must be secrets that we don't understand. It's a pity that we don't have any The opportunity opened up."
Things have come to this point, Zhou Qingfeng's existence has already posed a great threat to the Likus family. The originally bold and creative plan has now become a laughing stock, and if it is not completed, it may catch fire.
Even Ronald sighed over and over again. After spending so much effort, why can't you catch someone? Lin Sen is an actor, at most a rich actor. An actor is so difficult to deal with, he actually makes the big conglomerates running rampant in Europe feel threatened!
It stands to reason that the two are not of the same magnitude at all.
"At present, we have transferred two battalions of nearly 700 people from the Foreign Legion, and instilled high-concentration tear gas into the entire Louvre before the operation. The 'poisonous spider' said that it would try not to carry out a storm,
But if it is necessary to use force, there is no possibility of failure this time, and it can also prevent the leakage of information. "
Although he was very dissatisfied with the 'poisonous spider''s unruly temper, Ronald still had to admit that this woman dared to think and act, and her style was ruthless. Her opinion is indeed the best way to solve the current predicament as soon as possible.
"Go, I'll wait to hear your good news." Old Likus lay powerlessly on the hospital bed, continuing to look at the statue of the Virgin.
At this moment, outside the Louvre, a large number of soldiers from the Foreign Legion wore military and police uniforms and moved vats of tear gas gas from the vehicles. According to the statement to the media, this is a measure taken to protect the cultural relics in the Louvre as much as possible.
"We will do everything possible to avoid fighting." The police spokesman said so, and the soldiers currently under the command of the "Poison Spider" did the same.
Soldiers wearing gas masks began to seal the doors and windows of the entire Louvre. They entered the former royal palace in large numbers, searching room by room, without missing any corners.
Zhou Qingfeng had just had his second meal in the service area of the Louvre at this moment. He found a French restaurant, found some ingredients from the freezer, and made some meals to fill his stomach. At this time, he had just eaten enough, and a strong irritating gas poured in from all directions.
Whoops..., damn it!
No matter how strong a person is, he cannot stop breathing. The concentration of this tear gas is so high that it can directly suffocate people to death.
The service area where Zhou Qingfeng was located was underground, and the gas flow was poor, so the tear gas was poured in this direction. He hurriedly found a towel in the dining room and covered his mouth and nose with it.
But this is far from enough!
The high concentration of gas is too harmful to the human body. Zhou Qingfeng's eyes and throat were irritated in pain, his tears flowed wildly, he coughed continuously, and he bent over and almost fell to the ground.
Zhou Qingfeng knew that he couldn't stay underground, he had to go to a higher place quickly. And just as he was struggling to run to the second floor on the ground, the soldiers of the foreign legion came in with gas masks.
Grandma, bear, you are cruel enough!
The Foreign Legion is out-and-out mercenaries, outlaws who fight for money. Compared with those soldiers in ordinary service, the management of the foreign legion is stricter, the training is more difficult, and the combat effectiveness is also much stronger.
Most of the people who join the Foreign Legion are poor ghosts who want to get rich and want to join the French. The 'poisonous spider' issued a bounty, as long as the coke-like guy inside could be killed, the bounty would be huge!
This man made money and birds died for food. He was disciplined and offered rewards. A group of soldiers entered the Louvre to look for Uncle Zhou.
When Zhou Qingfeng managed to get from the bottom to the top of the palace this week, he found dozens of foreign legionnaires waiting for him in the French painting exhibition hall.
Uncle Zhou, who rushed up, was having difficulty breathing, let alone fighting. His violent cough attracted a large group of people rounding him up, and everyone looked at him as if they were seeing gold bars.
And the soldiers wearing gas masks laughed when they saw Zhou Qingfeng lying on the ground like a dead dog. This mission seems very simple, where does it need to fight? A blast of tear gas fumigates the target.
Several soldiers hurriedly and excitedly reported the situation while quickly approaching Zhou Qingfeng. At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng could not be saved even if his physique was doubled. He was really suffocated by the high concentration of tear gas, so he could only be dragged out by others.
And just when the soldiers cheered and dragged the precious trophy out of ten meters, there was a crisp sound, and a floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor on the south side of the Louvre suddenly burst, and a black shadow rushed in from outside.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was so smoked that he almost coughed to death, heard the super loud bark, and he felt himself lighten up, and fell to the ground with a plop, followed by a few streams of warm blood splashing on his face, sticky fishy smell.
"Heh..., heh heh." Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were so smoked that he couldn't open his throat, and he couldn't speak, but his ears recovered a little bit, and he could still hear screams, cries for help, gunshots and..., The roar of 'dog meat'.
Zhou Qingfeng, who had been smoked, had no fighting power, he could only try his best to prop up his body and crawl, and crawled along the direction of the airflow to the broken window. After working hard for a while, he finally felt that he could breathe easier again. up.
'Dog meat' is raging in the Louvre at this moment, but Zhou Qingfeng is unable to move anymore. He leaned against the window and sat on the ground, turning his head to see the blood and ruthless killing in front of him. The only thing he can do about it is giggle hehehe....
At critical times, the silly dog is still reliable!