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Chapter 1056 Horses trample on flying swallows

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Yang Zhiyuan and the two were sent away.

Xia Chuan then said to Shiyun: "Sister, you and Aunt Gu will go back to Yanjing first, and I will go back later."

Shiyun agreed without any objection, but Gu Tianjiao glared at him: "Are you shameless?"

Shiyun quickly pulled her into the bedroom to get the box.

Anna was a little embarrassed and said weakly: "Brother, although my sister is happy in her heart, it's not good for you to do this."

Xia Chuan said seriously: "I'll leave a little late, what's wrong?"

"Okay." Anna was relieved.

The two of them stood at the door of the company, watching Shiyun and Gu Tianjiao get into the car until they disappeared. Anna was relieved, took his arm and said sweetly: "My sister will die in your arms tonight."

Hahaha, Xia Chuan glanced at all the people inadvertently, put his arm around Anna's waist, turned around, and told his secretary: "The gods are here and they don't even have time."

The secretary trembled. It seemed that the general manager's position was very stable and he had always been more important than the gods.

The two entered the bedroom.

He got into bed smoothly and started drying firewood to put out the fire.

Seemingly feeling that this was the final madness, Anna spent all her strength.

Until the dark night fell, the world between the two of them was still filled with colorful clouds, with pines and flowing clouds below, and cranes and cranes chirping in the sky above. Occasionally, phoenixes danced and dragons soared. Their inadvertent breaths were always wanton and domineering, seeming to sweep across the world, with a sound that shook hundreds of millions of miles.

It was not until the geese fell in the stars and the tired birds returned to their nests that they fell silent.

The whole room was a mess after the war.

Anna fell asleep simply and neatly.

No matter how short the separation is, lovers are always sad, so it is better to close your eyes.

Xia Chuan put on his clothes silently and disappeared from the room.

……

Eagle Country.

George was sitting in the MI6 office, with the horse-treading swallow that had just been delivered on the table.

It looks like a group of horses with a swallow under their feet.

He took a look at the inspection report and found that this bronze was indeed two thousand years old, but it had been restored, and it was a very professional and artistic restoration that could only be done by the state.

In other words, this artifact is real.

George threw the test report into the shredder.

Turned into a pile of powder.

He was a little unbelievable that Xia Chuan put such a valuable cultural relic on the study table without any protective measures.

According to Ace Agent's description, the defense of the courtyard was in vain, relying only on a four-meter-high wall. There were no power grid camera alarms, and sparse bodyguard patrols. It was impossible to protect the three thousand square meters of the courtyard. There were too many blind spots.

George pondered over and over again in his mind, did Xia Chuan not care about this cultural relic, or did he have something else to rely on?

He believed that the basement was heavily fortified and that was where all the treasures were stored, so he ordered agents not to enter the basement.

He thought about it carefully and remembered what his father said before he died: "I have never revealed that the chicken head and the sheep head are in the Gesh family. Think about how Xia Chuan found the snake head, and you will believe it."

George murmured:

Is there really such a magical thing?

Then he will definitely be able to find this place. This is what he relies on.

George didn't believe that Xia Chuan could enter here, but there was an unfathomable Gu Tianjiao beside him.

He made a quick decision to kill someone with a borrowed knife and watch the fire from the other side.

……

Three in the morning.

Xia Chuan walked out of the airport and once again determined the location of Ma Tafeiyan.

Then he went to the parking lot, carefully selected a Lotus sports car, and drove in that direction.

an hour later.

Already far away from the city, Xia Chuan saw a lonely school in the dark wilderness.

He was stunned. This must be a school. Although it was only a three-story building, there was a huge playground surrounded by a courtyard wall.

Most of the first floor is classrooms, with blackboards, student chairs, and even tables with leftover exercises; only one room is the canteen and kitchen.

Scanning the dormitory on the second floor, there are more than a hundred students in total, both men and women, all young people in their twenties, each living in a small dormitory.

Mentally checking the sleeping students, one boy sat up alertly, jumped out of bed and lay down in front of the window to observe.

Xia Chuan was startled. There is such a sensitive person?

No, he was just waiting for this car.

Xia Chuan transferred his mental power to the third floor.

Slowly realize.

This is a school for killers.

There are only twelve large rooms on the third floor, and twelve middle-aged people live in them.

But everyone has dozens of kinds of weapons in their room, especially sniper rifles.

In Xia Chuan's memory of his previous life, apart from Hungry Ross, the only killer school in Europe was the Spear of God.

This is a killer organization.

It has a long history, hundreds of years, and they train their own killers.

The most famous bombing of the Faguo General Office in 95 was done by them.

Xia Chuan chuckled: "The killer's lair? Let's see it."

Drive straight to the school gate.

Without any surprise, the two school security guards saw the Lotus sports car and immediately opened the door.

Xia Chuan couldn't help but think of Andy Lau's line in the movie "A World Without Thieves": Is he who drives a good car a good person?

The car passed through the playground and stopped in front of the building.

Xia Chuan turned off the lights.

Then sit back and wait.

really.

The young man who was leaning out of the window to observe quickly opened the window.

He actually jumped from the second floor.

In the darkness, he ran to the passenger seat of the Lotus sports car.

He opened the car door and sat in.

Then, the young man's body froze, and his eyes showed extreme shock.

Xia Chuan chuckled: "What's your name?"

The young man was immediately hypnotized before he could make a choice.

He replied blankly: "Daimler Kevin."

"Whose car is it?"

"The number one female assassin of the Spear of God, Catherine."

"Where did she go?"

"Performing a mission, I don't know the details."

"Who's here tonight?"

"George, from MI6."

"How does MI6 have anything to do with the Spear of God?"

"I don't know, it's always been relevant."

Xia Chuan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder a killer organization can exist for a hundred years.

"Go kill everyone on the second floor."

Kevin got out of the car silently and walked to the second floor.

Xia Chuan followed behind.

He knew Kevin couldn't kill so many people.

So, when he walked to the first dormitory and was about to knock on the door.

Xia Chuan simply put him to sleep forever.

Then he mentally unlocked the door, pushed open the door silently, and carried Kevin to the bed.

Stacked together with another person who sleeps forever.

Because there are single beds here.

Xia Chuan closed the door and just walked back and forth from the corridor.

The hundreds of killers who have not yet graduated will never graduate.

Eternal trouble.

Xia Chuan silently went up to the third floor again.

He continued to unlock the door mentally and opened the first door.

The people inside were immediately alert. This was a middle-aged woman.

She closed her eyes and held the gun under her pillow.

But before she could take it out, her vision went dark and she fell asleep.

Xia Chuan mentally scanned the entire room carefully, pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, threw away the clothes on it, and opened the mezzanine.

Inside were one million U.S. bonds with a face value of one million, about fifty to sixty million dollars.

Xia Chuan left with the suitcase and moved to the second room...

Eleven rooms passed by in the blink of an eye.

Only the last room remains.

The person in this room is sitting on the sofa, and there is a horse stepping on the flying swallow on the coffee table.