Chapter 1409: Sharp means (12)

I have to say that Xianyu Anchen's luck is really a little bad.

The river patrolman on the Thames happened to be passing by here by boat.

Neither Xianling nor Xianyu Anchen and his group actually made too much noise, so it was absolutely impossible for them to attract the river patrol. It can only be said that Xianyu Anchen was too lucky. There might be only one chance to patrol in this area where they are in a month, but it happened to be today.

However, Xian Yu Anchen was not afraid at all. If the patrol boat approached, he would have absolutely confidence in shooting the patrol police.

However, Xianling would never miss such an opportunity.

It was precisely because the passage of the patrol boat made Xianyu Anchen distracted a little, Xianling had already noticed the flaws in the area surrounding these people. She suddenly shot out a long whip in her hand, but not at Xianyu Anchen, but directly aimed at the "Wenchang" that poses the greatest threat to her!

The "Baohuang" in the hands of "Wenchang" is undoubtedly the most lethal weapon on the scene. Even if Xianling is wearing a secret high-density tight body armor, it is still impossible to block the "Baohuang" bullet. Even the "Frontless" soft armor worn by Chen Ming will suffer internal injuries after being hit by the "Baohuang" bullet. When Xianling wears this bullet in front of "Baohuang", it is the same as not wearing it.

Zheng!

The long whip broke through the air and directly wrapped around the muzzle of "Baohuang". With the shaking of Xianling's wrist, the first bullet of "Wenchang" was guided to the wrong direction and did not hit Xianling. After successfully dodging the first shot, Xianling did not relax any vigilance, because she knew that at a distance of tens of centimeters behind her, an extremely sharp flying knife had stabbed towards her.

The slender spirit turned around very quickly, and her slender legs drew a wonderful arc in the air, and directly kicked the flying knife that was stabbing towards her.

However, Xianling couldn't avoid the third wave of offensive.

Xianyu Anchen's bullet hit her chest in the gap where Xianling was flashing and moving. A black mark appeared in Xianling's chest, but the shot also successfully alarmed the police patrolling the river.

With the impact of being shot, Xianling kicked the ground with her feet and jumped backwards suddenly, falling into the cold and bone-banging river. At this time, the river police's patrol boat arrived and surrounded Xian Yu Anchen and the other two.

Xianling didn't care whether these patrolmen could resist Xian Yu Anchen, "Wenchang" and "Zuo Fu", but she knew that she had fought hard to escape, so she would not miss this opportunity. After holding her breath, she quietly approached the patrol ship under the cover of the night.

"What should I do with 'Wenqu'? People ran away." "Wenchang" walked to Xianyu Anchen and said.

"She was shot in the chest and fell into the river again. The weather fell into the river, and her injuries were probably not far from death." Zuo Fu said coldly.

Xian Yu Anchen shook his head with a joking expression, "No... If the shot I hit just now was driven by your "Bohuang" in Wenchang, then I don't have to worry at all, Qin Xianling will definitely die; but unfortunately, the shot was driven by mine. The bullets of my pistol cannot penetrate her bulletproof vest, which will cause her a little internal injury at most. Let's go, I'm not lucky today and I missed it."

"right."

"Wenchang" stared at the patrolman who was getting closer and closer to them and said slowly: "What we have to consider now is how to run away, rather than caring about Qin Xianling's life and death."

So the three of them planned to quickly disappear into the night before the patrol boat docked.

Several policemen who heard the gunshot rushed to the underpass, but no one was seen. They held the pistol and the flashlight and looked at each other, not knowing what was happening here just now.

The wind on the Thames River is still biting cold and the surroundings are filled with silence, as if no one has ever been here.

The night on the Thames River is getting darker and it is getting late. At this time, inside the J.P. Morgan Group in New York, America, in the suite exclusively of the president, a delicate and beautiful woman is ushering in an important guest.

J.P. Morgan is a well-known comprehensive financial company in the world, mainly providing commercial banks, investment banks and various other financial services. The company's asset size ranks among the top 20 of the top 500 major U.S. companies in the famous financial magazine Fortune, and is one of the highest credit ratings among global financial institutions. J.P. Morgan's subsidiary of commercial banking business, New York Morgan Guarantee Trust is the only commercial bank in the United States to obtain an AAA credit rating.

The woman is elegant and calm, and a casual suit with a very stylish tailoring, interpreting her temperament of an elite workplace to the fullest, while some of the details on the casual suits show the charming side that a peerless beauty should have.

It’s not Hong Ji or anyone else. This woman is just Luoshui that is just like a fake one.

Now Luo Shui's eyes have all her childishness. When a woman who is already very wise and close to a demon will be as evil as her appearance becomes more powerful with her wisdom? I'm afraid no one can imagine it.

The person sitting in front of Luo Shui was also a beauty, but compared to Luo Shui, this beauty seemed too down-to-earth. While being arrogant, she also revealed her material rich temperament. Compared with Luo Shui's unworldly aura, this kind of nobleness is too low-end.

The lady gently supported her forehead with her hands. She was lazy and noble in temperament, and the custom-made clothes she wore were as luxurious and exquisite as herself. She looked up at a group of men in black suits standing behind Luo Shui, and couldn't help but look a little funny.

"Ros, don't you think that the meeting between us is that you have arranged so many special bodyguards behind you, and you can't help but seem too blunt?" The lady complained to Luo Shui in a quip tone.

"No, I won't be bluffing." Luo Shui smiled cleverly, her bright eyes full of wisdom that could see people's hearts. She smiled and said, "If Mrs. Roosevelt had known some other things, she might not have thought so."

At this time, a secretary standing behind Luo Shui gently placed a tablet computer on the table where the two of them were negotiating, with rows of pictures and texts on it.

"On January 11, he was shot by three snipers on the rooftop and was not injured. The other party was shot dead, one of whom was on the run."

"On January 29, he was attacked by a suicide bomb and had skin trauma."

"On February 27, I was in a car accident and had a mild concussion."

"On April 1, the meal was poisoned. The meal had the bitter almond smell of hydrogen cyanide, and finally there were traces of cyanide poison."

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Chapter completed!