"Everyone rush to position 4, bring guns." The director in charge of museum security said very proudly.
Li Er, who had a walkie-talkie in his pocket, was a little shocked.
'What a fucking talent!'
"Wait a minute, supervisor, isn't this a trick to deceive us?" The thin technician suddenly had an idea and possessed Jiang Ziya.
"Yes, this kind of trick is called tricking the tiger away in the East." The fat technician's IQ also suddenly increased, as if he was trying to make it more difficult for Li Er.
"Uh-!" the security director questioned in disbelief: "How can he be so smart just a thief?"
The fat technician and the thin technician looked at the security director as if they were smart: "What if?"
The security director hurriedly picked up the intercom and informed the museum security guards that only five or six people would be needed, and the others would continue to patrol their positions.
Li Er also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the security director's order on the intercom. It was not because he was afraid of the large number of French guys, but because he was not comfortable with the hammer.
And there are quite a few niggers among these French guys. Niggers really have a protective color bonus at night. It was so dark just now that Li Er almost missed a French nigger and was almost attacked by a counterattack.
"Master, be careful, the police are here." Matilda reminded Li Er through the headset.
She saw five police cars rushing from the police station opposite the museum to the entrance of the museum. There must have been at least twenty police officers.
"I understand, didn't you say that you don't work overtime in foreign countries?"
"It's so windy and rainy, don't go home and hug your wife to sleep."
Li Er muttered something, clenched the hammer in his hand, and ran towards the next camera.
"Everyone, please pay attention, that stupid thief has moved to camera number five."
"Hey, what is this idiot going to do?"
'Duang'
"Ah——! Bastard, he broke one of our cameras again, hurry up and catch him."
The three people in the monitoring room were so angry that they jumped up and down.
This group of security personnel in the museum obviously lacked exercise. Li Er ran at a normal speed, but they lost him several times. If not for the reminder from the intercom in the control room, Li Er would have run away.
'Duang——'
'Duang'
Li Er kept knocking on the surveillance camera inside the museum.
"Stop him, stop him quickly! You losers."
The three people in the monitoring room screamed with smoke. The other party seemed to be able to predict the future in advance. He would sneak into any camera area where there was no one. The security supervisor sent people to contain him several times but failed.
"Shit, what the hell." The security director cursed incompetently and angrily.
Half of the surveillance cameras have been destroyed by the other party.
"Supervisor, I asked you, is there a possibility that the other party took our security personnel's walkie-talkie." The fat technician raised his hand and said weakly.
"." The security director stared deathly at the fat technician.
"You damn fat man, you didn't tell me earlier." The security director glared at the fat technician, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "Change the channel, switch to the backup band immediately, that bastard can hear our conversation.
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Changing frequency bands is indeed a good choice.
I just don’t know if the security guard who was knocked unconscious by Li Er and took away the walkie-talkie was forgetful or had a poor memory. He actually pasted the department’s internal backup frequency band numbers on the back of the walkie-talkie.
"Uh-!" Li Er could only smile helplessly.
The backup frequency band is still monitored by Li Er.
Li Er continued to pound the hammer unimpeded, one camera at a time.
Even a group of ghost police officers arrived at the scene and couldn't stop Li Er. Who made this a museum? They didn't dare to shoot. Of course, if they did, the problem would be worse. In order to maintain fairness and justice, Li Er might
He would also draw his gun and shoot at them.
"Hey——! Supervisor, he was scared away by us and disappeared." The fat technician had a smile on his face.
The faces of the security supervisor and the thin technician turned pale.
"You stupid idiot, he's the one who broke all our monitors." The thin technician couldn't help but cursed as he looked at all the monitors with black screens.
"Uh-!" The fat technician swallowed: "You said that madman wouldn't break into our monitoring room!"
This damn fat guy definitely has a crow's mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, before the security director and the thin technician could speak, the door behind them was opened.
A guy wearing black clothes, black pants, and a black scarf covering his face politely closed the door with his backhand.
"Fuck him!" the security director was delighted.
Three against one, this man is indeed a lunatic. Does he think the hammer in his hand is a pistol?
As a type of technical work, fat and thin technicians naturally have little combat effectiveness, but security supervisors do, and they are very strong.
The security director believed that he was one of the best punchers over the age of fifty in all French museums, so while he was speaking, he had already struck Li Er in the chest with a beautiful straight Western punch.
The two technicians, fat and thin, planned to go around to both sides to make a sneak attack.
Seeing how fierce these French guys were, Li Er cautiously raised the hammer in his hand and hit the security director's fist with a hammer.
There was a "click" sound of bones breaking.
"Ouch——!" the security director screamed, and his hand bones were broken.
Li Er moved very quickly. He raised the hammer and pointed it at the security director's head to knock it off.
"Wait!" The security director rolled his eyes and fainted on his own.
Li Er: "."
Although he often bullies the elderly, it is indeed not very kind to slap a hammer on a person who has fainted.
Li Er turned to look at the fat and thin technician who had raised his fist and stopped moving.
"Uh--!" The fat and thin technician looked at each other, and the two of them turned around and banged their heads against the wall with a tacit understanding.
‘Duang——!Duang——!’
The two guys successfully knocked themselves unconscious. They were working for thousands of dollars a month, and they didn't want to risk their lives.
Li Er scratched his head.
Are all French civil servants so knowledgeable?
Li Er searched for a long time in the control room and found that it was not a control room at all, and he could not find the switch to turn off the entire museum security system.
This guy simply has other means of 'technical work', that is, the experts in charge of security technology are afraid that they will lose their hair.
"Master, have you done it? Police from several nearby police stations have also arrived. Don't be greedy, just take the most valuable ones." Matilda set up a sniper rifle, ready to help her master share the pressure.
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"I know, I can handle it myself, you don't need to take action."
Li Er discovered that his master and apprentice had seriously overestimated the museum's security capabilities, and he was more inclined to evacuate the entire museum.
