A blue light flashed, and Yang Feng reappeared in the exhibition hall of the Jingjiatang Library.

With the help of the scorching lamp in his hand, the situation of the whole exhibition hall is presented in front of Yang Feng, a piece of antiques exudes a charming light under the illumination of the light, and Yang Feng's eyes are first placed on those seemingly ordinary ancient books, you must know that most of these are the treasures that have been left in China for thousands of years, which record the wisdom, life and customs of the ancients, and these things handed down by the Chinese people are lying quietly in the Japanese museum at the moment.

"We must bring these things back to Huaxia."

Yang Feng thought secretly in his heart, he casually picked up a small hammer next to him and smashed it into a glass shield next to him.

"Bang dang!" There was a crunch.

Under the blow of the small hammer, the shield shattered, but instead of falling apart as expected, it was still firmly connected.

"Damn, it's bulletproof glass!"

Yang Feng scolded in a low voice.

Originally, he thought it was just ordinary plexiglass, just a little harder, but he didn't expect these little devils to be willing to spend money to install this kind of bulletproof glass on every showcase.

Bulletproof glass is actually made of transparent glued material to bond multiple pieces of glass or high-strength organic plates together, composed of three layers of load-bearing layer, transition layer and safety protection layer, which has the functions of impact resistance, explosion resistance, earthquake resistance, etc., if ordinary people encounter this kind of glass, they are afraid that they will not be broken by a stinky sweat.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the exhibition hall, and a man's voice sounded outside.

"Electrician, how's it going, haven't you got the wiring done yet?"

"Team leader, all the wiring in the power distribution room has been burned down, and I'm afraid it won't be repaired for a while. You'll have to wait until after dawn for someone from the power company to handle it, and I estimate it will take at least a day to get it right. ”

"Stupid, if you can't repair the wiring in the power distribution room, can't you even get the generator?"

"Team leader, I'm working on it, at least it will take more than ten minutes."

"Hurry up, you idiots, you can't even do this little thing, what else do I want you to do!"

The people outside were making noise, but Yang Feng was taken aback, he felt that he had made a mistake, he originally thought that as long as the power distribution room was damaged, he didn't expect that the other party would have a backup generator, once the other party started the engine, the various alarm systems in the exhibition hall could immediately work again, and his big living person would inevitably be exposed to their line, and the most terrible thing was that the glass cover in the exhibition hall was all bulletproof, which was a big trouble.

At this moment, the man's voice rang out again: "Go to the exhibition hall to have a look at it immediately, but others let people sneak in while the power is out." ”

"Hello!"

Several people responded in unison.

Listening to the footsteps that had already walked towards the exhibition hall, Yang Feng sighed lightly.

His original plan was to quietly enter the village and shoot no guns, but now it seems that this wish may be difficult to achieve.

Yang Feng threw away the hammer in his hand, walked quickly to a corner and dragged out a huge canvas bag, this is a super large cloth bag, the size of a single bed, judging from the volume and the heavy sound of dragging on the ground, the weight of this cloth bag is estimated to be no less than four or five hundred kilograms, let alone dragging, I am afraid that it has no ability to move.

Yang Feng first pulled out a rifle from the cloth bag, and if someone familiar with firearms saw it, he would definitely let out an exclamation.

“AKM”

Yes, this gun is the famous Kalashnikov assault rifle all over the world, and it has also become the favorite of the African Black Uncle because of its power, durability and easy maintenance.

After taking out the AKM, Yang Feng hung a bullet belt full of magazines on his body, and then took out pistols, grenades, daggers and other weapons one after another, and in just a few tens of seconds, Yang Feng armed himself to the teeth.

At this time, the door of the exhibition hall had been pushed open, and with the light of several snow-bright flashlights, three security personnel wearing blue uniforms and holding flashlights and electric batons walked in.

As soon as these security personnel entered the hall, they saw Yang Feng standing in the middle of the exhibition hall and the black muzzle in his hand.

The security guard at the head immediately exclaimed: "It's not good, there are people in the exhibition hall!" ”

With an exclamation, the AK assault rifle in Yang Feng's hand erupted orange flames.

"Da Da Da ......"

The three security personnel who had just entered the hall immediately twisted and collapsed in a pool of blood.

The man who was scolding outside just now was none other than the Noto Jili who had a snooping heart for Miyamoto Kako, and just as he was directing his subordinates to be busy, the gunshot rang out, and he was still scolding and scolding for a moment, and then jumped up like a frightened monkey, and his slightly hoarse voice became sharp.

"Oh no, someone broke into the exhibition hall and the other party has a gun!"

"Quick...... Call the Metropolitan Police Department......"

"Hurry up and call the police, what are you still doing in a daze!"

There are only more than twenty security personnel in the Jingjiatang Library, and even fewer at night, after all, they are just a museum, not a military place, and most of the security personnel only have batons and other things in their hands.

What the? You say that Japanese law allows civilians to legally own firearms?

Hehe...... Don't be funny.

Although Japan ostensibly allows ordinary citizens to own guns, in the 21st century, Japan's gun control has become more and more strict, and civilians can only own air guns and hunting rifles.

What's even more perverted is that if you want to apply for a gun license, you must go through a class, a written test, a psychiatric evaluation and a background check, and if you have any doubts, you can veto a gun license.

There are also mental health and drug tests, where the police will review your criminal record and investigate if you have ties to extremist groups. Then they'll investigate your relatives – or even your colleagues at work.

Such cumbersome and harsh application conditions have also led to the fact that although Japan is inferior to Huaxia in terms of legal terms, the actual implementation effect is much better than that of Huaxia, and there are very few gun cases, probably similar to those in the 80s and before Huaxia, and every gun case is national news. On weekdays, when conflicts break out in Japan's black and astringent society, at best, they fight each other with cold weapons, and very few people dare to use firearms, because once firearms are used, the matter will be big.

In this context, the security team of the entire Seikado Bunko only has one pistol, which is locked in a gun cabinet on weekdays, and the use of this pistol must be approved by the section leader.

Now, when the gunshots rang out, both Noto Jiri and the seven or eight security guards under him were stunned for a moment, and then they all fell down in fright.

A little brother who was so frightened that he couldn't speak stammered and asked Ichiro Noto: "Team leader...... The people inside have guns, and Sasaki and they are still inside, what are we going to do? ”

"Baga...... I don't know! Noto Jili, who was also pale with fright, turned his head and roared inwardly: "You said that the people inside have guns, why don't you call the police quickly?" ”

It didn't have to be called to the police by Noto Jiri and his men, and at the same time as the gunshots rang out, all the residents around the Seikado Bunko were also alarmed.

In the quiet of the early morning, the sound of gunfire can even spread more than ten or twenty kilometers away.

In fact, except for countries that have been at war for a long time, civilians in any country are very sensitive to gunfire, let alone places like Seikado Bunko that have not had a gun battle for more than half a century.

Within a few minutes of the gunshots, the phone of the Chiba Metropolitan Police Department, which was closest to the Seikado Bunko, rang one after another, and when the police officer who answered the phone heard that there was a gunshot coming out of the Seikado Bunko, the entire Metropolitan Police Department immediately boiled.

Just a few seconds later, the Metropolitan Police Department immediately sounded the alarm bell, and one policeman was also awakened from his sleep, and soon the first batch of police cars roared in the direction of the Seikado Library.

And what is Yang Feng doing at this time?

After shooting and killing the three security guards who entered the exhibition hall, Yang Feng also knew that his whereabouts had been exposed, so he simply didn't do anything, found a fire axe from the aisle on the side, and swung it to slash at the shield next to him.

It is said that this kind of shield made of bulletproof glass is not so easy for ordinary people to split, but our Yang Daguan is not an ordinary person, it can be said that he is infinitely powerful After he slashed a few times, the glass shield that was originally enough to resist the pistol shot was split into several petals, revealing the contents inside.

Yang Feng took out the dozens of ancient books in the shield and put them aside, and then picked up the fire axe and slashed at the second shield.

Noto Jili and seven or eight security personnel listened to the crackling sound coming from the exhibition hall and looked at each other, and a security officer trembled and said: "Team leader Noto, the person inside is smashing the glass, he wants to grab something!" ”

Noto Jili scolded: "Stupid, of course I know that he is robbing things, otherwise do you think he came here in the middle of the night to take a walk?" ”

"Then what should we do, do we want to let that person snatch everything?"

Hearing this, Noto Jili also made a difficulty, it is said that the responsibility of these people is to protect and protect the antiques and cultural relics in the Jingjiatang Library, and now that guy is clearly smashing things in the exhibition hall, but they can only stare outside, this is unreasonable anyway, if the high-level of the Jingjiatang Library knows in the future, they will know what will happen to them with their knees.

But if they want to rush into the hall to subdue the thief, Noto Jili doesn't have the guts, you must know that people have guns.

Just when Noto Jili was in a dilemma, an electrician hurriedly ran over and said loudly: "Team leader Noto, the generator is ready!" ”

"Then what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and start it!"

"Hello!"

Tutu Tutu ......

With a rush of sound from the motor room, the generator started, and then the originally dark Jingjiatang Library exhibition hall was brightly lit.

Yang Fengcuo, who was busy splitting the shield with a fire axe, saw the exhibition hall that suddenly became as bright as day, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

"Broken ......"