Chapter 442

Name:Food Hunter Author:Purple blue pig
The black suit is almost the standard for professional bodyguards.

Franklin is a big man. When he stands in front of people, he will exude pressure. Only from the appearance, he is the most suitable member of the brigade as a bodyguard.

Xinchang's figure is regular and his height is up to the standard. He looks quite elegant with a black suit.

Among the four, I'm afraid the Xiake was the most aggrieved. As a bodyguard, he didn't even reach the qualification line. In contrast, Kuluoluo barely stepped on the line.

Parknoda took the bald man's arm and maintained a faint smile on her face.

The two walked in front, while the four members of the brigade, as bodyguards, followed.

The bald man has become a puppet manipulated by the knight errant, and is also the key for the brigade group of five to join the appreciation meeting.

The number of bodyguards in front of the gate has increased to 20, ranking outside the gate, showing a strong momentum.

Among them, a strong guard strode forward and stopped Kuluoluo and his party.

The bald man took out a small and delicate invitation from his pocket and handed it to the doorman. The latter took it and checked it. After confirming it, he gave it the first time.

A group of six people, through the gate, boarded the open tour bus.

"Ordinary people."

Kurolo thought silently.

In front of the main gate, there were about 50 people in the secret, besides the 20 guards on the surface, among whom there were no minders.

With nearly 70 people at the main entrance as a reference factor, the number of guards at the O'Hara museum will not be less than 10 times that of this number, which is the lowest estimate.

"From the beginning, there was no room for strong attack..."

Kuluoluo slightly tilts his head and looks at the vast expanse of green that stretches out from the roadside.

The number of people and armed forces can cause qualitative change. It is unwise to attack by force when there is a choice.

If you don't see it, this private museum is really unique. It can make the Xiake unable to find out the real details. It can also make the local government agree to release so many armed guards. It's hard to say.

After driving for about five minutes, Kuluoluo saw a museum built by three ancient trees in the distance. One of them is relatively high, which is the main museum and also the place for ancient books.

Seeing the museum, Kuluoluo's eyelids drooped slightly to hide the flash of light.

The tour bus stopped in the middle of the way, and a team with excellent guns drew close. The leader politely said, "please cooperate with the inspection."

Baldheaded men get off, and several people in Kuluoluo get off calmly.

This process was known before he came, but there was not much accident. Hsin Chang didn't even bring his knife, just to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Didi..."

Check the sound of the equipment.

The leader said calmly: "please disarm, and please rest assured that the defense of the O'Hara museum is obvious to all."

The bald man waved his hand, and several of kuloro pulled out their pistols and handed them to the armed forces.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The leader thanks politely, then get out of the way.

People get on the bus, the tour bus continues to move, toward the two palace buildings.

As the driver of the tour bus was from the Museum of O'Hara, the members of the tour group did not communicate with each other when they were on the bus.

With the strength of the brigade and regiment, there is no need to rely on guns. The reason why they are equipped with guns is only to cover up the identity of bodyguards.

The O'Hara Museum didn't check the equipment at the main entrance, but stopped people on the way. This may have some implications, but it doesn't matter.

The tour bus stopped in front of the largest palace building, and people got off.

A housekeeper came to show the way to the banquet hall.

At noon, croba's high standard banquet for the guests. After the meal, he moved to the museum.

Entering the banquet hall, the brigade and the group were separated.

The controlled bald man and piknowda entered the main hall, while the bodyguard was arranged in the side hall. Although the situation of the main hall could be seen, it also showed the result of the level of identity.

The bodyguard seat is a table for ten people. After Kuluoluo and Xiake sit down, they immediately attract the disdainful gaze of other bodyguards. They are obviously bodyguards who are used to judging people by their appearance. When Franklin sits down, they withdraw their eyes one after another.

How could Kuluoluo care about the clowns at the same table? He looked around and silently recorded the location of the guards in his mind.

"Along the way, the people we saw were basically carrying automatic rifles with large firepower. There were no less than 200 escorts in the banquet hall, but no one wore conspicuous guns. Judging from the puffed up clothes, they only carried pistols."

"I pay attention to safety and Kung Fu at the same time."

"Is there a necessary and unnecessary difference..."

Kuluoluo drew back his eyes, gently stroked the knife and fork with his fingertips, and said to himself in his heart. In this way, when stealing things, the key still depends on the movements caused by Wo Jin.In a room with so many people, the members of the brigade did not rush to use it. Therefore, it is impossible to judge how many capable people there are in the banquet hall with thousands of people.

As time goes by, at twelve o'clock, the symphony rings through the banquet hall, but the orchestra plays its instruments.

In the majestic performance, a man in a suit rises from the main table, but cloba walks to the stage on one side of the orchestra.

Sarin's seat is near the main table, which shows that croba attaches great importance to sarin. This is also the result of the contact between sarin and croba these two days.

There are eight people sitting at that table. Mickey and Angie are also sitting here. Next to sarin, there is a rough man who looks like Zhang Fei. His skin is dark and doesn't fit in with the guests around.

"Can't you wear a decent mask?" SA Ling leaned over the man's ear and whispered to herself.

"I want to, too. The problem is that there isn't any."

Zhang Fei's man glanced at SA Ling, and then put his eyes on the stage, to be exact, croba.

A very important partner, of course, on the premise that it can be negotiated.

This rough looking man, however, arrived at the O'Hara Museum in time. Among the many masks, he chose one that he could see. In order to match the face, he even adjusted his voice.

Saring sighed and looked at the stage.

She and Luo's seemingly intimate behavior is seen by Mickey and Angie at the same table.

Mickey, who is planning to dig the corner of the wall, quietly observes Luo.

Angie laughs at saring's aesthetics in her heart. In her opinion, Luo is saring's immediate superior, and it is estimated that there is another level of identity known to all.

The beautiful music suddenly stops, and a slightly hoarse mature male voice rings out, attracting everyone's eyes, including the bodyguards.

"Thank you for coming. People who are familiar with me all know that I went on stage just to show off. I didn't say anything useless, so I used a song to replace it and make a fool of myself."

Croba stood upright, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the orchestra immediately began to play.

The moment the accompaniment sounded, Luo clearly noticed that the faces of most of the guests around him were different, including those at the same table.

Is it difficult to?

If Luo Ruo thinks about it, then, crobal's song of tormenting other people's ears is amplified through the microphone and spread to the whole audience.

Excuse me

Luo opens his mouth and looks at croba, who sings with perfect movements and expression on the stage. It's the pig killing song. It's really unbearable.

"I'm afraid the song is more terrible than wojin."

A table in the side hall.

Kuluoluo, Xiake, Xinchang and Franklin looked at each other.

"More terrifying than wojin."

Through eye contact, this conclusion is reached at the same time.

In the building a kilometer away, someone sneezed.