Old North Church Cemetery.

A bodyguard walked quickly to Cook's side and said in a low voice:

"Boss, inquire clearly, the head of the art crime syndicate is in the Old North Church, a priest named Thompson, who has been hidden in the Old North Church for nearly thirty years"

"Fake, a priest! What are you kidding, and a clergy doing such a side job?

Cook exclaimed in a low voice, obviously startled!

The bodyguard nodded very affirmatively and continued excitedly:

"Yes, it's a bit bizarre! But the news is very accurate, from the FBI Boston office, Thompson is one of the robbers who ransacked the Gardner Museum in the first place.

According to the FBI agent who revealed the news, the 13 top antique artworks that were looted at the Gardner Museum are still there, in addition to a large number of stolen top antique artworks, each of which is worth a lot of money.

More than twenty meters deep in the ground of the Old North Church, there is an underground palace where all the stolen top antique artworks are hidden, and the FBI Art Crime Team and Steven's guy have teamed up.

They were about to storm the underground palace, but they were blocked by the old guy Thompson, and the gunshots and explosions just now were made by the old guy, crazy enough!"

After listening to the briefing, Cook's eyes immediately turned red, and he said categorically:

"Sure enough, there must be a secret passage here, and it leads deep underground into the Old North Church, and Steven's bastard is 100% into the secret passage, ready to infiltrate the underground palace.

Everyone continue to search, don't let go of a centimeter, search out that secret passage for me, the opportunity to make a fortune is right in front of me, this trip to Boston must not be empty-handed!

"Okay, boss!"

Several bodyguards responded with a bang, and everyone was very excited.

The search begins again!

Deep underground in the Old North Church, the secret room full of weapons and ammunition.

Ye Tian stood silently by the side of the door, the M9 pistol in his hand pointed directly at the door, but his eyes were staring at the wall, observing the situation in the warehouse outside.

Thompson had already entered the warehouse outside, and was walking briskly towards the secret room, his expression still hideous, and his face was full of grimity.

At this time, he was not guarded at all.

In his opinion, the other secret passage will never be discovered, it is 100% safe, it will be his escape route, and it is a golden avenue to a beautiful new life.

But what he could imagine was that this secret passage, which he thought was absolutely safe, was a road to hell, and in the secret room close at hand, there was a cold muzzle waiting for him.

In the blink of an eye, Thompson was at the door of the chamber.

Without a moment's hesitation, he bent down, reached out and pulled up the iron ring that controlled the entrance to the secret room, and then pushed away the wall in front of him.

Inside, the emergency lights were on, the box containing the C4 explosives and electronic detonators was open, and everything was the same as when they left.

Thompson stepped into the chamber with a sinister smile.

However, when his hind feet hit the ground, the situation changed abruptly.

A cold, death-like muzzle from hell suddenly appeared silently and landed on the temple on the right side of his head.

At the same time, a cold and emotionless voice sounded.

"Hello, Mr. Thompson, take the liberty of disturbing me! Don't move, don't make any extra moves, I don't think you want to experience the feeling of being blown off the head by a bullet!"

The voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt in Thompson's ears, and he was stunned.

Thompson froze in place, not daring to move, lest the pistol against his head suddenly open fire and send him directly to hell.

At this moment, he was completely desperate!

New life, sunshine, beaches, luxury and comfortable life, all have become a bubble at this moment, incomparably illusory, like a mirage, forever out of reach!

And those untold riches, which can only be cheapened by those evil banks!

The next moment, Sen Leng's voice came from the side again.

"Good behave, Mr. Thompson, now put the M16A4 automatic rifle in your hand on the ground, take your time, don't have any extra thoughts, that will only make you face death in an instant!"

As he spoke, Ye Tian had already moved his feet and stood less than two meters in front of Thompson's side, and the muzzle of the gun was always pointed directly at Thompson's head, which was very stable!

Faced with this situation, what can Thompson do?

And this venerable Mr. Pastor, of course, did not want to die just like that.

Thompson slowly bent down, carefully placed the two M16A4 automatic rifles on the ground, and asked with great bitterness:

"Who are you? How did you get here? What is your purpose? If you're here for money, then I can give you a lot of money, as much as you want, and you'll be absolutely satisfied!"

If it's for those top antique artworks, there are a lot of top antique artworks in the warehouse next door, all of them are yours, you can take as many as you want, just let me live!"

"Who am I? Of course I won't tell you, and you don't need to know! As for how I got here, I think you've already guessed the answer!

Although the entrance to the secret passage in the cemetery of the old North Church is very secret, as long as you pay attention, you can still find some clues, yes, I came in through that secret passage!"

Ye Tian said with a sneer, his words were full of banter.

"Sure enough, I thought that the secret passage was absolutely safe, and it was impossible for others to find out, obviously I was overconfident!"

Thompson said with a miserable laugh as he straightened up.

Both M16A4 automatic rifles had been thrown on the ground, and the threat was suddenly much lowered.

"Alright, now take off your Kevlar body armor, slow down, and watch out for the pistol to go off! You guessed it, I'm here for riches, and who doesn't love money?

Forget about your money, I don't want to be bitten by the fed dogs of the FBI, it's going to make you sleep! I'm targeting the top antique art next door, that's the most valuable thing!

Ye Tian chuckled and said, the M9 pistol was always firmly locked on Thompson's head.

Hearing this, Thompson's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to see hope for life.

The masked bastard in front of him should not be from the FBI, nor does he belong to any law enforcement agency, otherwise there is no need to be masked! This bastard is here for the top antique artworks next door.

That's easy to do! As long as you ask for something, then there is something to talk about!

He gently placed the body armor he had taken off on the ground, and then said tentatively:

"As long as you let me go, those top antique artworks in the warehouse next door will all belong to you, at your disposal, although rest assured, everything that happens here, I will never leak half a word!"

While saying this, he was secretly complaining in his heart.

Damn bastards! If you want those top-notch antique artworks, it's up to you to have it!

In twenty minutes, the C4 time bomb on the other side of the corridor will explode, and you'll be buried alive or beaten into a sieve by the FBI idiots!

"Rest assured, Mr. Thompson, I'm a pacifist and have no penchant for killing, and I'll let you out of here, of course, provided you don't force me to do it!

When you leave, the top antique artworks in the warehouse next door will naturally belong to me, and I would like to thank you for buying me a lot of time to stop the FBI idiots.

That's it, I'll send you out through that secret passage, although rest assured, I won't shoot a black gun from behind, and there are no FBI agents in ambush at the exit from the cemetery!

Ye Tian pointed at the entrance of the secret passage with a pistol and said with a sneer.

There's really no FBI on the other side of the cemetery, but buddy didn't say there were no other guys guarding it.

Whether you survive or not depends on whether you're ruthless enough! If you can quickly take out Cook's gang of bastards, you might be able to make it out of the graveyard alive.

Next, it's up to your luck to get rid of the flocking FBI and Boston cops.

If you can't even handle Cook's bastards, then it's all for nothing!