This twenty-minute plan will kill people.

Tongguan cannot guarantee whether "Stefanie's Smile" will return in the next second or twenty minutes later.

But it will come sooner or later.

He set his sights on Hong Fu and Jin Xi, and if there were any choices, he would not implement this plan.

But this window period is most likely their only chance for this mission.

Once you miss it, it will be difficult for Tongguan to have such a good opportunity to explore the painting gallery.

Hong Fu still looks confident, which is also the inexplicable confidence he has maintained since entering the store.

"I said Brother Tong, don't waste time. When the ghost really comes, we will be blocked here."

After feeling Tongguan's eyes, Jin Xi showed a moment of hesitation, but nodded with difficulty.

In fact, she was unwilling to carry out such an action from the bottom of her heart.

All this happened not within their original plan, but this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is unwilling to give up.

This action of half of risk and return does not meet Jin Xi's expectations and feels out of control.

Jin Xi clenched his fists, and was forced to do so, and he was about to get on with a tough bullet.

All three of them have expressed their opinions. Tongguan took a deep breath and pressed the headset:

"Brother Feng, Teacher Fang, how is your situation there?"

In the clean channel, Feng Jiafu responded quickly and his voice was very stable, which means that the situation was normal there.

"No problem, we are trying to crack the password of the collection warehouse."

Before implementing the plan twenty minutes ago, Tongguan was still worried about Fang Shenyan and asked again.

"Where is Teacher Fang?"

"busy."

Fang Shenyan just replied coldly, corresponding to Feng Jiafu’s so-called cracking password.

The situation on the fourth floor of Tongguan temporarily subsided, but there were two people.

"Chen Wen, Ding Wangshu, report your current location."

The answer from a man and a woman immediately rang out in the headset:

"We are in the entrance hall on the first floor, which should be the safest here."

Chen Wen and Ding Wangshu will hide.

The entrance hall does not fall within the scope of the six major theme halls, and once there is a policeman, they can escape from the museum.

This mission does not require the execution of the clerk to stay in the World Trail Museum.

Tongguan breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them had a good idea. It seemed that their safety was no longer a problem.

But Jin Xi frowned, and his heart felt a little uncomfortable.

The three of them were going to fight to the death, and Fang and Feng were also developing progress. Why were Chen Wen and Ding Wangshu ready to escape at any time?

She looked up at Tongguan, but finally she resisted and didn't say it out.

The worries were gone. Tongguan was ready this time and took out two windproof kerosene lighters from his backpack.

"You guys take it, the painting gallery is made of paper, so setting the fire will be very fast."

Hong Fu waved his hand, grabbed a handful of lighter from his pocket, and grinned:

"I was ready when Teacher Fang proposed the Zhongshou."

Jin Xi did not smoke, so he was naturally not prepared. He took two metal lighters and tested it correctly.

Her legs were shaking unnaturally, and her face was strangely pale, as if blood was no longer circulating.

No matter how smart a person has, he will always be afraid to deal with such things.

Jin Xi took deep breaths to calm his emotions and looked at Hong Fu enviously.

In her perception, Hong Fu was just a clerk who performed a task.

But Hong Fu never knew what fear was, and always faced various terrible events with a very optimistic attitude.

This kind of self-regulation ability is something that Jin Xi is very eager for, and it is something she must work hard to achieve.

Tongguan gently patted Jin Xi on the shoulder, but this time he didn't say anything more.

If Jin Xi can survive this mission, she will be reborn and become an important role in the Seventh Branch with her mind.

"Let's go!"

There is no clear pattern information on the nine gates of the painting gallery, but the information inside is marked on the edge of each exhibition hall.

After wandering around for a while, Tongguan determined the exhibition hall they were going to.

This is the seventh, eighth and ninth exhibition halls of the Painting Gallery.

Since the original painting gallery had only seven exhibition halls, two more exhibition halls were added due to the death of two people.

Therefore, the foreign paintings that originally only existed in the seventh exhibition hall were spread out to the eighth and ninth exhibition halls that appeared later.

There is no need to distribute the quantity this time, it is clearly one exhibition hall for one person.

Tongguan stood at the entrance of the seventh exhibition hall, Jin Xi stood in the eighth exhibition hall, Hong Fu stood in the ninth exhibition hall, and the three of them looked at each other from the air.

"Please note that fire should be released from the inside out, and you don't need to be nostalgic for each painting.

As long as the fire engulfs the entire foreign exhibition hall, the final "skin" painting will reveal its traces.

In other words, our footprints should be drawn in a circle throughout the exhibition hall, and when you return to the starting point, you will immediately leave your area.

By then, if it goes well, we should be on different floors and go to the entrance hall on the first floor to meet.

Time, time is the most important thing, it’s fast!”

Tongguan knew that this operation was very risky, but for the huge profit, he had to walk on the blade.

Hong Fu and Jin Xi nodded each other. Tongguan saw their micro-expressions. He didn't say anything more and started to act directly.

Tongguan was the first to push open the door in front of him, and his figure disappeared into the painting gallery.

The next thing was Hong Fu and then Jin Xi, the twenty-minute action started.

When I first entered the door, Tongguan found that the environment I was in had undergone tremendous changes.

It is not the change of space and space, but the difference between atmosphere and even temperature.

The seventh exhibition hall is an oil painting depicting the vast rice fields, with bright and gentle colors.

Perhaps to set off the atmosphere, Tongguan also feels that the temperature of the air conditioner has also increased a lot.

After a brief look, he did not stop and immediately headed deeper along the left hand side.

In the eighth exhibition hall, Jin Xi's body was against the wall and observed the picture frame in the center of the room with great caution.

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This painting is nothing strange, and her mind is not here, so her choice is the same as Tongguan, and she ignores it and leaves quickly.

In the ninth exhibition hall, the painting depicts the night of a street among urban neon lights.

The colors used are very few, but they give people a sense of extraordinary reality. Even outsiders like Hong Fu think they are superb.

Hong Fu's choice was strange, and he did not leave immediately.

Instead, I took off the outer glass cover, approached the painting close to it, and gently tapped it on the painting with my fingers.

A drop of oil paint stuck to his fingertips. The slight expression on Hongfu's face was very subtle, and then he shook his hand and threw the drop of oil paint on the ground.

Hongfu moved his wrists and ran wildly towards the deeper with his backpack.

The strange thing started with this drop of oil on the ground. The drop-shaped oil on the water began to squirm after Hong Fu left.

It felt like it became a vital bug, but it moved very quickly and drilled out along the floor along the door crack.

At the same time, the seventh and eighth exhibition halls.

The rice field paintings that were missed by Tongguan and the starry sky paintings that Jin Xi did not pay attention to, fell a drop of oil paint each, and they also rushed out of the crack of the door.

Until, in the seventh, eighth, and ninth third exhibition halls, three drops of oil paint on the three paintings met in the gallery of the painting gallery, gathering...

Yellow + blue + red, three drops of oil color have become a pure black color ball.

It lay quietly on the ground for three seconds, and then the plane expanded and extended, slowly growing a "big" shape.

Human characteristics become more and more obvious on it, and even clothes are completely restored.

When it became a complete human form, it stood up from the ground, and it looked up at its new body up and down.

A strange smile appeared on the ordinary face, as if he was very satisfied.

The owner of this face is Hong Fu, and he used this face and this body to examine the three doors in front of him.
Chapter completed!