When should we begin?
"Anytime is fine, as long as you're ready," Tang Shu said, shrinking his neck.
Han Xiao nodded to indicate that he understood.
In my past life, a large guild discovered this prize pool quest. In order to maximize profits, they announced the news on the forum, attracting a large number of players and causing the prize pool to accumulate to an astronomical figure. In the end, they actually completed the quest and made a fortune.
Han Xiao has taken the lead, and although he won't accumulate such a terrifying prize pool, the basic prize pool rewards are already a sure thing for him. Since the ten antiques have the characteristic of being dropped upon death, the difficulty of this task mainly lies in the competition between players, but stealing antiques from the municipal museum is almost effortless.
Han Xiao had no competitors, so he decided to set off immediately.
Tang Shu's eyes darted around, he rubbed his hands together, and grinned ingratiatingly, "How will the payment be split?"
Han Xiao waved his hand dismissively, "I don't need your reward. Get going, I'm short on time."
Upon hearing that Han Xiao didn't want money, Tang Shu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then realized a problem: if it wasn't for money, why would this uninvited guest participate in this operation?
Li Xin's heart skipped a beat, and various scenarios of domineering CEOs flashed through her mind. She clutched her chest with her hands, gazing at Han Xiao with a lovesick expression and hearts dancing in her eyes, "Could it be that you did this for me...?"
You're overthinking it.
Han Xiao and Tang Shu spent more than an hour getting to the municipal museum on the other side of the city.
It was late at night. The city museum was closed, the surrounding streets were deserted, and the security cameras on the utility poles faithfully performed their duties, their red dots flashing steadily.
The two hid in an alley across the street from the Municipal Museum. Tang Shu was holding a map and explaining the plan.
"The Municipal Museum has three floors. The first and second floors are exhibition halls, and the third floor is the staff area. This is the floor plan. Our target is the north corner exhibition area on the second floor. I've already scouted it out. The display cases are equipped with infrared alarms and distance alarms. If anyone gets within one meter, the alarm will be triggered. There are resident guards in the museum, so we can't alert them. My plan is to sneak in through the skylight on the third floor, and then... Hey, hey, where are you going?"
Tang Shu had only spoken half a sentence when Han Xiao strode towards the entrance of the Municipal Museum. Before Tang Shu could call him back, he saw Han Xiao kick the Municipal Museum's door open with a loud bang, the sound of which could be heard clearly throughout the street.
The Tang Shu was terrified.
Holy crap, what happened to the stealth infiltration?!
"What are you all standing there for? Go inside!" Han Xiao called out to Tang Shu as he turned around.
"What are you doing?!" Tang Shu stared in disbelief.
"Your approach is too drawn out. It's just a museum, maybe with a few police cars on top. Don't waste your time playing Assassin's Creed; the berserker is the only true path."
Tang Shu had already seen residents in the apartment buildings along the street opening their windows to look at the source of the sound. Within three minutes, someone would call the police. Tang Shu had no other choice but to follow Han Xiao with a long face, hoping that Han Xiao would be reliable, although the possibility seemed extremely low at the moment.
The two jogged to their target on the second floor. Han Xiao smashed the display case with a single elbow strike, took out ten antiques, and piled them in his arms. This arrogant behavior immediately triggered the alarm, and the museum guards were awakened and rushed over.
"Thief!"
"Catch them quickly!"
Han Xiao grabbed a handful of antiques and ran off, with Tang Shu hurrying after him.
Upon returning to the museum entrance, four guards blocked my way.
Han Xiao, holding the antique and unable to free his hands, smirked and turned to Tang Shu, saying, "It's time for you to shine."
Tang Shu pointed at himself incredulously, "Do I look like I have any fighting ability? You're responsible for the tactics you chose!"
Just as they were speaking, the guards rushed over.
"Stop dawdling." Han Xiao kicked Tang Shu in the butt, sending him flying towards the guards. "Hurry up, you've been enhanced!"
The guards raised their batons and began to strike. Tang Shu, terrified, hurriedly pulled out his self-defense baton and fought back. He was immediately covered in welts from the blows, and in pain, he scurried back to Han Xiao's side, crying, "I can't do it! I can't win!"
"Tsk, I'll teach you a secret spell to double your fighting power. Repeat after me, Rua!"
Han Xiao kicked the bewildered Tang Shu back into the group of guards.
Unable to resist Han Xiao's wrath, Tang Shu, in a fit of rage, retaliated, managing to knock down two guards. However, he was quickly struck on the back of the head by a guard, seeing stars, and staggered back to Han Xiao's side, his voice trembling with tears, "I really can't do it, big brother, I'm begging you, you have a gun, you're so good at fighting, please take care of them!"
"Begging me won't help." Han Xiao remained unmoved. Without another word, he kicked Tang Shu back for the third time and shouted, "I support you morally. If you need it, I can give you a 'Desperate Amu' to enhance your fighting ability."
Having finally managed to beat all the guards to a pulp, Tang Shu, his face bruised and battered, panting heavily, suddenly felt a gust of wind dart past him, Han Xiao dashed out the gate.
"You fucking wait for me!" Tang Shu shouted angrily as he followed after him.
The two walked through the alley. When they passed a general store, Han Xiao smashed open the door, searched inside, and took out several large backpacks. He put all the antiques inside, then stuffed a bunch of sponges inside to protect them from impact. With his hands free, he felt much more comfortable.
The police siren suddenly rang, and four officers who happened to be patrolling nearby immediately gave chase, blocking the alley entrance. Upon seeing Han Xiao carrying a backpack, they immediately raised their guns, aimed, and shouted, "Don't move!"
Tang Shu stood there, bewildered.
Han Xiao suddenly grabbed Tang Shu by the throat, hid behind Tang Shu, pulled out a pistol from his pocket, pressed it against Tang Shu's forehead, and shouted at the police, "Put down your guns, I have a hostage!"
Tang Shu was dumbfounded.
Is this even possible?!
The four police officers looked at each other with a "Are you kidding me?" expression, unsure of what to say. One of the younger officers couldn't help but say, "He's your accomplice! Who are you trying to fool?!"
"Tch, failed." Han Xiao curled his lip.
Tang Shu turned and yelled at Han Xiao, "Do you really think you can succeed?!"
"Why not give it a try? There's nothing to lose."
Han Xiao threw the backpack into Tang Shu's hands, grabbed his collar, and instantly activated his Electromagnetic Hover Boots, rushing towards the alley entrance. The sudden burst of speed startled the four policemen, who all opened fire, but the bullets were deflected by Han Xiao's Magnetically Controlled Armor.
Han Xiao crossed his arms in front of his chest, using the high-speed momentum to smash through all the police officers blocking his way. The scene was like a bowling ball hitting a grand slam.
At breakneck speed, Tang Shu, being dragged along by Han Xiao, gaped as the gust of wind filled his throat, causing his lips to tremble and slurp.
Seeing Tang Shu looking disheveled in the wind, Han Xiao decisively accelerated further.
This is a bar in White Gull City. The lights are dazzling, the music is lively, and the men and women on the dance floor sway their bodies with dazed eyes. The place is filled with an atmosphere of decadent luxury and the corrupt atmosphere of capitalism.
Volcano and Hunter each had their arms around a beautiful woman, groping her, while the table was covered with bottles of liquor.
Both were slightly drunk. They walked out of the bar with the beautiful woman in their arms, intending to go to the nearest hotel to do the "hey" thing.
Turning into a small alley, Hunter stepped into a puddle, the sound of water splashing clearly echoing in the quiet alley.
The night breeze helped to slightly alleviate the burning effects of their intoxication.
Even when drunk, they maintained basic vigilance, constantly observing their surroundings. They had long since noticed the Thirteenth Bureau's stalkers, but ignored them.
Unbeknownst to the two, a pair of eyes had opened in the air behind them.