Trafford’s Trading Club

Victor was not in a hurry to respond, and he muttered for a moment: "It's just that, I'm afraid, you won't be able to recover your losses. ”

Naturally, he refers to Yefim's deal at heaven's price.

Yefim sneered, “This is just the first step. After that, I naturally have plans. ”

Victor said slowly: "It seems that Mr. Yefim meant more than just revenge on the heir of the Dickabees. ”

Yefim intimately put Victor on his shoulder and walked him to the glass curtain wall in the building, looking out at the view, and a glimmer of oil broke out.

He laughed confidently in the mouth of his own successful man: "There is nothing in this world that cannot be done. Some are just things you haven't thought of yet. Why do most people in the world who have the ability to do things all their lives? That's because they didn't think about it, or dare not think about it, or do it. For example, you...”

He looked at Victor and said, "After all these years of practice, why are you still just a little detective? You clearly have enough power. But obviously, you can already think about it now, even more so! And, with my support, your future life will be wonderful. ”

Victor smiled like he was grateful.

He reached out his hand and looked at Yefim and said, "Well, ask Mr. Yefim to take care of him later. ”

“Ha ha! I like pleasant people!” Yefim grabbed Victor's hand directly.

He was pleased that the two had reached such a consensus, and as to how much Victor could have expected him… it didn't matter how much he could have achieved, so if there was a conflict, replace it.

Just like his old buddy, the head of the police station, who's been brainbroken about something he's been doing on business lately.

But his face was suddenly frozen here, in Victor's present motion… on a handcuff that was roasted on his wrist.

The moment he shook his hand, Victor suddenly took a cuff off his back and smashed it gently into his wrist.

Easily snap.

……

“You... what do you do?” Yefim frowned.

I only heard Victor bluntly: “Mr. Yefim, I am now formally resisting your arrest. Because you are suspected of buying treasure privately and illegally holding treasure, and of bribing police officers, and I even suspect you of engaging in illegal activities. Oh, by the way, physical evidence you just showed me, right? ”

The frozen smile didn't thaw easily.

Yefim opened some eyes... but he suddenly calmed down and said, "I didn't expect to be fooled by such a little trick. But do you really think that's how you can get rid of me? ”

“That's not what I'm thinking.” Victor has no expression: “This is a matter for the court. All I have to do is arrest prisoners if there is evidence. ”

“Prisoner.” Yefim said with dismay, shaking his head and shouting: “But don't forget, whose place you're standing in right now... can you get out of this place or not? ”

Victor also handcuffed one of his handcuffs to his own hand, shrugging: “I don't think your men should dare to do anything to me. ”

He took out the phone: “It's me. Bring a team here right away at the address of... Well, tell me I found a place where Unknown Girls is hiding, and a prisoner. ”

Victor looked at the time on the watch again, “About a dozen minutes… Mr. Yefim, should we finish your famous bottle from last year? To celebrate your fall? ”

Yefim made a low roar and pulled his arm hard.

How massive his body is and how incredibly powerful his strength is, between this and this, it directly destabilizes Victor's entire body.

Victor was so shocked that he didn't think this fat guy would have the strength —— this is the moment when his body has been held tight by Yefim's hands.

“You little detective, I don't mind you blackmailing me, but giving you a chance to cooperate with me. How dare you!! ”

Victor feels his arms under Yefim's tightness, almost like a break... this guy is not a soft fat, but a pretty fine muscle.

“I'm adding one more sin to you, and that's assaulting a cop!” Victor struggled wildly, but never came out.

Crazy squeezing makes his breathing harder!

Boo--!

At this moment, the glass curtain walls burst apart and there was just a figure crashing into the room from the night sky.

The broken glass is like a masonry, scattered across the floor. With Victor Yefim strangled in his arms, his face was gloomy at this time, but what he saw was a woman with a black leather jacket and a clown's head... woman!

And the sound through the transducer sounded softly, “Oh, you go on, leave me alone. I saved it to get something. ”

The woman with the clown's head quickly walked up to the painting on the table and copied it with one hand!

“How dare you! ”

Yefim's eyes stared angrily and he had no choice but to loosen Victor and rush towards the woman. It's just that despite his enormous strength, he still looks very clumsy in the same big shape.

“It seems this is the least technological thing I've ever done.” She shook her head, "which was nothing but a robbery. ”

She shook her head boringly and her palms removed a thick metal pipe from a backpack hanging between her waists, still on the ground.

Both ends of the metal tube flash apart and rapidly release a lot of white fog!

“Ah--!!! ”

Yefim still growls, but he can only choose to flush out of the smoke - but he can only watch this mysterious woman jump out of that broken window with that painting, and he can't stop herself!

He rushed to the window and watched the woman slip along the rope, eventually landing on the ground. He watched the guy wave at him after landing. He grabbed the rope angrily and pulled the car a few times.

“Ah!! Ah!!! Ah!!!!!! ”

It is only through this roar that he can vent the anger in his heart at this moment.

“Boss! ”

At last, his men rushed in and reached out and opened the smoke to him. My men looked down on the floor, Victor.

He seems to have passed out.

It's just that he and Yefim's arms are still handcuffed together.

One can only ask urgently: "What happened? ”

“FC.” Yefim squeezed his fist and punched it hard on a piece of glass next to him, "Here comes the real FC! This damn clown took my painting!! ”

“Boss, this...” frowned under his heart: “Isn't this a fake painting you used to frame the Decabees? Just steal it, as long as you're okay. ”

“Idiot! ”

Yefim bites his teeth: "Do you think a fake painting could kill them? They don't bite to death. It's just a fake. Is it for good looks? Does the law forbid private possession of the reproduction of" The Doe Girl "? If I don't take out the real guy I'm hiding, I can't just nail him! The painting will eventually go back to the museum, but I have a way to get it out! ”

“This...” My men were sweating cold.

“Find me this clown!” Yefim hates to say, "Even if you turn the city around, find me this woman! I want her dead!! ”

“You, go after that clown!” My belly drank loudly.

A group of people rushed off in the elevator.

“Boss, what about this Victor?” Yefim frowned and glanced at Victor, who was unconscious, grunting coldly: “Get rid of it... and get the car ready, I'm going to the airport! ”

“Now?”

Yefim nodded: “I'm not sure Victor has any other means. But the film must have been released by the Decabees. They haven't moved for two days and don't know what they're up to. The auction was going to see too many of my people that day, and I was going to take a hike outside for a while, so I had more room to turn around. If anything happens to me, I'm abroad, and I can't help it! ”

But my men looked so hard: "But, boss, I'm afraid you won't make it tonight. ”

“Why?” Yefim stunned. “Didn't I tell you to book flights for all hours of the week? ”

“Sorry, boss, I didn't order.” His men slowed down the tunnel.

Yefim condensed his eyes, a bad feeling that made his heart beat a little faster.

At this point, my guys' phones suddenly rang, “Well, I get it... invite them up... well, it's the boss's idea. ”

“Who did you let up?” Yefim said in shadow.

"The policeman said softly. ”

He looked at Victor on the ground, “I think it was this Detective Victor calling. ”

“You betrayed me?! ”

His men waved and frowned, “I'm sorry, boss. I just wish I could get paid a little more. Besides, I actually hate... hating being at this elevator door all the time, doing the same job as an airport security inspector. ”

……

……

After landing, she didn't run too far away, and with a clown mask on her head, she quickly ran out of the building.

In an alley, she measured the famous painting that ended up in the hands of 'FC'.

But instead of looking closely, she removed the frame, took out the paper, rolled it up, and stuffed it in a flower cylinder.

At this point, she flanked her head and listened to the sound coming from her ear: "Vera, Yefim's people are about to find you! ”

“Oh? That's a bit of skill. That's very efficient. That's catching up.” Vera took off her mask and smiled.

She walked deep into the alley and laughed: "You're going to come and get your things. I'm gonna tease these guys. ”

She had already reached the depths of the alley and threw the cartridge to the side of the trash can where she was visiting, while on the other side, there was a huge, black-covered object!

Vera blew a whistle, lifted the black cloth with one hand, and then turned over and sat on this huge thing!

Boom - roaring, suddenly.

Run out of this alley!

Black... Dodge Battle Axe!

……

The black Dodge Axe swept fast on the highway.

The 8: 3 liter exhaust engine is enough to make the sound of a giant dragon roar as it runs.

Vera enjoyed the feeling of speeding, which made her heart beat slightly more excitedly, more like real life to her.

She looked back… there were several black sedans chasing her closely behind.

It's just impossible for her to catch up with this Dodge Axe on a crowded road like Moscow!

When one of the sedans was about to catch up, Vera suddenly set herself up and let the Dodge Battle Axe slip through between the two cars in front of her, winking away the guy who was about to top her.

It was just a fork in the way, but two cars were thinking of her going backwards, almost blocking her on this little highway.

Vera didn't panic either, gripping the brakes so hard that she swayed the Dodge Axe, her body almost gliding to the side of the road.

Finally, her legs were stretched to the ground, the motorcycle was orthogonal, and she turned around once... and accelerated again!

Boom!

Beyond most of the sports car acceleration, the Dodge Battle Axe is instantly like a running dragon - it's crashing towards the front of the subsequent sedan!

“Don't be afraid! She wouldn't dare hit me! She's bluffing! ”

“No... ah!! ”

But the driver looks at the impending Dodge warrior, or instinctively twists his steering wheel... the car instantly deviates from the original driveway and hits another companion's sedan!

On the road, the sudden sound and the car collision sounded simultaneously!

Boom! Bang bang bang!!!

Sedan collided, instantly crashed on the road like a wretch!

Nor did Vera stop the Dodge Tiger, but stood up directly in the car.

She took off her helmet, threw it off the road, and just opened her hands!

The rapidly advancing Dodge Tiger has arrived with enormous wind pressure! Behind Vera, the air currents like an invisible pair of wind wings, lightening her body indefinitely as if she could fly at any moment.

She relieved herself of her cheers.

She knows she's alive.

……

Boss Luo went deep into the alley, looked at the cartridge next to the trash can, smiled, no pressure picked up the cartridge.

Open, remove the drawing paper, and then open it.

Anna next to him laughed coldly at this moment and said, "I'm afraid the FC can't imagine how hard it is to grab something, so easily it falls into the hands of people who don't do anything. ”

Rochu casually said: “I just passed by and picked up this thing… what I put here should theoretically be something of no owner? ”

Anna couldn't stop laughing, "So you're comfortable, right? ”

She was thinking that wasting a little soul value and restoring a little speaking power seemed the right choice… At the very least, she could still be sarcastic about each other without a choice.

It's better than nothing, at least.

That's kind of comforting.

At this point, Rochu rolled the paper up again, put it back in the cartridge, and left it randomly on the ground, "Didn't Miss Anna want to see the last of it? Come on, go see... what you want to see. ”

And Anna was stunned: "Don't you want this Unknown Girl?" ”

"It's fake, too," said Rochu. ”

Fake?