Just in St. Estache Church, not far from the Louvre, in a confessional room specially set up for the powerful, Old Licus, who was so old that he was half breathing, was lying on his hospital bed and telling His Virgin his sins to the Virgin.

The wood carving Virgin Mary was indifferent to any narrative, just letting the weak voice echo in the confession room.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door outside the confession room.

Ronal Licus, the current controller of the Licus family, walked in from outside and whispered to Licus old: "Father, the president has ordered the "Piracy Spider" to direct the next action, and I believe that this embarrassing farce will be ended soon."

Old Licus stared at the statue of the Virgin for a long time before turning his head, and said weakly: "Is our 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." Ronal said proudly.

"Hahaha..." Old Licus shook his head with a wry smile, "We just united a group of rich people and controlled a consortium, which is still too far from controlling the country. There are still many similar consortiums, and we are just one of them."

Old Licus obviously didn't want to talk much about the consortium. He turned to question himself: "The only thing I can't figure out why the 'Prince' must kill Lin Sen? They are not people at the same level at all. Why does the 'Prince' cost so much? One hundred million is not enough, two hundred million continue."

Ronal was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "I asked the same question as the 'Prince', and he didn't want to answer it at first. But later he was emotionally excited and said, 'I have a feeling that this kid is threatening my life. If I don't kill him, I will die'."

"Lin Sen threatens the life of the 'Prince'?" Old Licus fell into thinking, shook his head after a while and said, "The 'Prince' is as mysterious as Lin Sen. There must be a secret that we don't know. Unfortunately, we have no chance to reveal it."

The matter has reached this point, and Zhou Qingfeng's existence has posed a great threat to the Licus family. The original bold and creative plans have become laughing stocks at this moment, and if they are not finished, they may cause trouble.

Even Ronal sighed at this. After spending so much effort, why can’t he catch someone? Lin Sen is an actor, at most a rich actor. An actor is so difficult to deal with, and it actually makes the large consortium rampant in Europe feel threatened!

In theory, the two are not of the same order of magnitude at all.

"We are currently transferring nearly 700 battalions from the foreign corps. Before the operation, we instill high concentrations of tear gas into the entire Louvre. The "Pigspider" said that we should try not to attack as much as possible, but if necessary, we will not hesitate to use force. There is no possibility of failure this time, and the news can be prevented."

Although she was very dissatisfied with the rebellious temper of "Pigspider", Ronal still wanted to admit that this woman dared to think and acted ruthlessly. The opinions she put forward were indeed the best way to solve the current dilemma as soon as possible.

"Go, I'm waiting to hear your good news." Old Licus lay weakly on the hospital bed, continuing to look at the statue of Our Lady.

At this moment, outside the Louvre, a large number of foreign soldiers wore military and police uniforms and moved large buckets of tear gas from the car. According to the media, this was a measure taken to protect cultural relics in the Louvre as much as possible.

"We will do everything we can to avoid fighting." The police spokesperson said, and the soldiers currently under the command of the "Pest Spider" do the same.

The soldiers wearing gas masks began to close the doors and windows of the Louvre. They entered the former royal palace in large numbers, searching one by one, without missing any corner.

Zhou Qingfeng had just had his second meal in the service area of ​​the Louvre. He found a French restaurant, then found some ingredients from the freezer, and fired himself to make some food to fill his stomach. Just as he had just eaten his fill, a strong stimulating gas poured in from all directions.

Ouch..., damn!

No matter how strong a person is, he must not breathe. The concentration of tear gas is so high that it can completely suffocate people to death.

The service area where Zhou Qingfeng is located is underground, with poor gas flowing, and tear gas poured all over this direction. He quickly found a towel in the restaurant to wet his mouth and nose.

But this is far from enough!

The high concentration of gas is too harmful to the human body. Zhou Qingfeng's eyes and throat are irritated and painful, tears flowing wildly, coughing constantly, and he bent down and almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Qingfeng knew that he could not stay underground and had to go to a high place quickly. Just as he was struggling to run to the second floor of the ground, the soldiers of the foreign corps rushed in with gas masks.

Grandma, you guys are cruel enough!

Foreign corps are authentic mercenaries and desperate desperados who fight for money. Compared with ordinary soldiers, foreign corps have stricter management, more difficult training, and much more powerful combat power.

Most of the poor people who join the foreign corps want to make a fortune and want to become French. The "Piracy Spider" gives a reward. As long as you can kill the charcoal-like guy inside, there will be a lot of bounty!

This man died for money and birds died for food, and he was disciplined and offered a reward. A group of soldiers screamed and entered the Louvre to find Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Qingfeng finally rushed from the bottom of the palace to the top, but found dozens of big-headed soldiers of the foreign legion waiting for him in the French painting exhibition hall.

Uncle Zhou, who rushed up, had difficulty breathing, let alone fighting. His violent coughing attracted a large group of people to arrest him, and everyone looked at him as if he saw gold bars.

The soldiers wearing gas masks saw Zhou Qingfeng lying on the ground like a dead dog, and they all burst into laughter. This mission seemed very simple, and there was a need for battle there? A burst of tear gas would destroy the target.

Several soldiers were quickly reporting the situation excitedly and quickly approaching Zhou Qingfeng. At this time, double the physique could not save Zhou Qingfeng. He was really frightened by the high concentration of tear gas, so he could only let others hold him up and drag him out.

Just as the soldiers cheered and dragged the precious spoils out for about ten meters, a crisp sound was heard, and a floor-to-ceiling glass window on the second floor on the south side of the Louvre suddenly exploded, and a black shadow rushed in from outside.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was so fumigated that he was almost coughed to death, heard a loud barking. He felt his body lightening and fell to the ground. Then several warm blood splattered onto his face, with a sticky smell.

"Hehe..., hehe." Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were so fumigated that he couldn't open his throat, but his ears were slightly restored, and he could still hear screams, cry for help, gunshots and..., the roar of "dog meat".

Zhou Qingfeng, who was fumigated by the vegetarian food, had no combat power, so he could only work hard to support his body and crawl along the direction of the airflow to the broken window. After working hard for a while, he finally felt that he could breathe more easily again.

"Dog meat" was raging in the Louvre at this moment, but Zhou Qingfeng was unable to move anymore. He leaned against the window, sat on the ground, turned his head and looked at the blood and ruthless killing in front of him. The only thing he could do was to smile foolishly...
Chapter completed!