Subtitle of this chapter: "Eleven Arhats" and "Insider" are both good movies worth watching.

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"Finished! Comrades."

“That’s great!!!”

A burst of cheers rang out in the basement of the Japanese Embassy.

At least half of the people in the Xiongjin Legion were in this basement. After stabilizing the situation outside, they came to this basement and started digging holes.

There is a big black hole on the ground now.

"Pull out Brother Weiyang!"

"Pleasant Goat" Lin Kang, who came out of the hole, wiped his face with his hands, grinned and said happily: "Hahaha, Tai Sui's drawings are not wrong, this sewer indeed leads to the drainage system of the subway tunnel."

After hearing what he said, the other people also showed an expression of excitement on their faces.

"Brother Weiyang, then how do we enter the subway tunnel?"

"Of course it exploded!"

"But, will people outside not notice this?"

"Don't worry, we have made arrangements long ago. Okay, let's go back and notify the comrades now."

That’s right, apology, three days, "success", "success" and "slaying the net"... that are all fooling people.

This is not a suicide-like terrifying act, but a high IQ crime in "Eleven Arhats" and "Insider"!

July 24, 1921.

Greenwich Time, 17:00.

British Isle, Holyhead Pier.

"Eur, European, European..."

As the sun sets, several white seagulls flew past the pier, bringing the coolness of the sea breeze and the fishy smell of the catch.

"Dr. Yuan, your method is really useful." Ganon Townsend glanced at the two honest princes and said in a low voice.

Our Master Yuan said calmly: "Mr. Cannon, we Chinese have some methods."

The little IPA leader said with conscience: "You Chinese are really good at it."

"Okay, don't flatter me as a Chinese." Yuan Yan waved his hand and asked, "When will your Irish ship come?"

"I got the news, I should be on the road..." Townsend suddenly pointed to the sea and said, "The Cuchulainn is that ship!"

Hey, isn't Cuchulainn the lucky spearman Kuchulainn?

This sign seems not very auspicious.

Yuan Yanshu thought to himself that luck doesn’t matter to him. He relies on his wisdom, his imagination and his spirit of dying along the way...

"Host, do you think you can get to this point without the gold fingers of this system?"

It would be fine if the Master Ball System didn't mention this, but he was full of trouble when he mentioned this.

At the First National Congress, he couldn't participate.

He can't participate in the second university either.

He can't even participate in the three majors, four majors, five majors...Eighteen plus one major.

And as a master of neoclassical liberalism, let alone X-Generation, there is probably no hope for the CPPCC meeting.

Alas, life is really lonely like snow.

"Master Ball, if you don't have the broken system, will I still use this on Piccadilly Street? I'm having a meeting on Baylor Road now..."

Yes, he could clearly become the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries, but now he is the founder of the new generation of terrorists.

It is really unpleasant to become an older generation of proletarian revolutionaries, and to be the ancestor of the new generation of terrorists, it is really unpleasant to be a secret master!

“Pickup…”

"Master Ball, shut up. Send a message to Sword 8 now."

So he sent his driver a "sMS" with his golden finger.

At the same time the Irish ship arrived at the Holyhead Pier on the west side of the British Isle, a fishing boat with the Gaul tricolor flag was once again docked at the fishing boat pier in Greenwich.

"Eur, European, European..."

As we all know, the young leader of the "Aries Palace" young people is a very handsome and highly capable historical celebrity who is of course very smart.

It's so famous that the name doesn't need to appear.

On the deck, the handsome young man looked up at the seagulls returning to the nest, and asked in an unexpected voice in a Jianghuai accent: "Brother Zhuang, will we still pick up people when we come to the UK this time?"

"Well..." Zhuang Kunlun looked at him, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, we'll come to pick someone up this time."

"Brother Zhuang, I've read today's newspaper..."

He frowned and looked at Brother Zhuang thoughtfully.

"so what?"

The latter also looked at his eyes without any retreat.

"ha!"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha..." The two of them laughed loudly at the same time.

"Brother Zhuang, your boss is really, really, really..." The leader of "Aries Palace" thought for a long time but couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"Awesome, right?" Zhuang Kunlun said in a complicated mood. "My boss is indeed a very powerful person, but he is also a very mysterious and weird person. You will know when you meet him in the future."

"Yeah!" the handsome young man nodded heavily and said in a very admiring tone, "I really want to see him!"

Greenwich Time, 17:30.

"boom!"

People on Piccadilly Street heard the explosions that rang through the sky, and a riot suddenly broke out.

Sir Hallwood was exhausted when he hadn't slept for two days, but he could only sit in the car and take a nap at most.

The explosion naturally shocked him and quickly ordered: "Go and check it out, what's going on?"

Not long after, someone came to report: "Sir, someone detonated a bomb at Fortnum and Marsen. Fortunately, it was placed on the roof, so no one was injured."

"Is this the case..." The director of the London Police Department is also an experienced law enforcement officer, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

"Quick, hurry, hurry up the security!"

"Clear the entire street... By the way, there are those reporters!!"

"Send someone to investigate the bomb!!!"

"Finally, turn on the searchlight..." He looked at the sky that was gradually getting darker, "This should be a signal!"

"What's the signal, director?"

"Maybe..." Sir Hallwood said without any confidence, "a signal of retreat?"

"Did you hear it? The rat signaled us."

"I heard it, then the retreat operation will begin!"

The pighead reappeared in front of the hostage and said loudly: "Gentlemen, there are two ladies. I personally apologize for the inconvenience we have caused to you."

"Now..." he paused deliberately, "We have decided to release you!"

“…”

Everyone... except for the two ladies and one man, were speechless by the news.

After a while, Marquis Kouzon couldn't help asking, "Sir, didn't you say you would give three days outside in the morning?"

"Your Excellency, thank you for your concern, but it's enough for us to have two crown princes." Fu Changsheng explained politely.

Churchill also stood up and asked, "So you are not going to release the two high men?"

"That's natural." The pig-headed man nodded, "Your Excellency, I said we are civilized people and don't want too many people to be buried with us."

"Of course, if any of you want to stay, please stay with them..."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, even the two cabinet ministers were silent.

They also knew that the British government would not apologize, and they might be burned with the "Hizuru Legion" at that time.

The two crown princes are naturally extremely noble, but they seem to be less noble than their own Xiaoming.

"Since no one has any objections, please follow our command..."

Fu Changsheng pointed at his companion and pushed the big box over and said, "The first thing is to do is to change your clothes. It may not be suitable, but it only needs to be worn this time, so please forgive me."

"The second thing is that we will block your mouth and tie your hands. If there is any offense, I am very sorry."
To be continued...