Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Chapter 265 Boss, our restaurant is surrounded!

Several people upstairs leaned onto the railing in unison, looking like onlookers watching a spectacle.

A guest peeking out from the next private room made eye contact with Wu Xie, and Wu Xie even greeted him in a very friendly manner.

The guests in the next private room who were there to join in the fun: ? ? ? ? ?

If I remember correctly, those guys were with the two downstairs who were causing trouble, right?

Why does this guy look more like a bystander than he is?

This is absolutely outrageous!

Wang Pangzi leaped onto the stage in a few strides, pushed aside the host, grabbed the Ghost Seal, pretended to open his suit jacket and stuff it into his clothes, then turned and jumped off the stage.

The two men didn't even need to draw their weapons when fighting these guys; they were practically one punch to one kill, and they took down several of them in no time.

The guy lying on the ground groaning in pain hadn't even rolled twice when, with a thud, something was deeply embedded in the wooden floor beside them.

Turning my head, I saw a golden light...

? ? ? ?

What is this??

Holy crap, not sure, let me check again...

Holy crap, it's a gold nugget!!!

Bang...bang...bang...

Every time a guy falls, there's a muffled thud, and each person gets a gold nugget thrown around them!

Following the trajectory of the flying gold nugget, their eyes met those of Su Li on the second floor.

The child pulled back the slingshot, and pieces of gold were launched out of the slingshot.

Seeing the way the guys were looking at him, he waved to them in a friendly manner and said something.

Judging from his lip movements, he might be talking about 'medical expenses', right?

Are people who cause trouble at events nowadays all so civilized?

They even cover medical expenses?!

So, are they going to fight or not?

The guys, who had initially thought the pain would subside and they could get back up and fight, looked at each other with troubled expressions.

Or... should I lie down?

Um...we're all badly injured, we can't move an inch...

The host was truly bewildered as he looked at the corpses of the slaves lying on the ground and the facilities on the first floor that had been almost completely destroyed by the two Tibetan mastiffs.

The Crescent Moon Hotel has become so famous that no one has dared to cause trouble there for a long time, and its ability to respond to this sudden incident is simply too inadequate.

Having stretched his limbs, Hei Xiazi pushed up his slightly slipped sunglasses and gave a wicked grin to the second floor.

Faced with the sudden forced demolition, the Crescent Hotel was unable to mount an effective counterattack. Faced with the mess on the ground, the entire hotel fell into a deathly silence.

Until a police siren sounded, growing louder as it approached.

All the guests present were momentarily stunned.

Which naive, clueless person called the police?

Although these two foolishly came to the New Moon Hotel to vandalize and loot, it was indeed a crime under Chinese law.

However, the Crescent Hotel has always resorted to unorthodox solutions.

The Crescent Hotel, to put it nicely, is a high-end auction venue; to put it bluntly, it's actually a black market that's an open secret among underworld figures.

However, this black market is quite high-end, with only the Crescent Hotel as the seller, and a large portion of the items auctioned are valuable items that cannot be sold in the open.

Industries like theirs seek protection from officials while simultaneously fearing any association with the government.

They spend a considerable amount of money on these matters every year, but it's all done privately and can be considered a personal relationship.

But now that the sirens are on, the situation is completely different.

They can't withstand an investigation!

Putting aside everything else, just take the Ghost Seal that was just stolen. Cultural relics of this caliber are prohibited from being traded privately.

Yin Nanfeng was originally sitting in his own private room. Even as he watched the first floor being smashed up, he only frowned slightly.

Hearing the sirens outside, which sounded like a 3D surround sound, I couldn't sit still any longer.

"Boss, our restaurant is surrounded."

A manager came in with a grim expression to report.

He glanced out the window facing the street, and in that one glance, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

This is not the kind of commotion that can be caused by a disturbance in a restaurant. The heavily armed men look like they're coming for their restaurant.

Sensing something was wrong, he looked around from several different angles and discovered that the restaurant was surrounded by heavily armed special police.

This looks like they're here to ransack the place!

Yin Nanfeng frowned deeply and stood up abruptly. In this situation, the only option was to ask that old codger if they should use the Zhang family's influence in the military.

It's unclear whether anyone in the Zhang family can intervene.

At this point, she no longer cared about the two troublemakers downstairs; the most important thing now was to deal with the group of people outside.

Not to mention how dumbfounded Yin Nanfeng was when he saw the dried pig's head hanging on the beam in Zhang Rishan's room.

After completing the KPIs set by Hei Xiazi for smashing, looting, and vandalizing, the two leisurely returned to their private room.

The bystander next door gave Wuxie a thumbs-up in admiration, then said "good luck" before returning to his seat.

The guests at this moment thought that the hothead had seen someone causing trouble and had called the police without knowing the rules, so they were not panicked at all and were even curious about how the Xie family planned to resolve the matter.

After all, these two were brought by the head of the Xie family. Even though the Xie family didn't help them during their rampage of looting and vandalism, they still have to bear some responsibility.

The Xie family's influence in official circles is still somewhat inferior to that of the New Moon Hotel, so this matter is unlikely to end well.

The members of the Xie family's private room, who were completely absorbed in watching the drama unfold, did not offer any assistance: "You might not believe it, but we just felt there was no need to intervene. We felt it was unfair to win against those two, let alone fight them side by side."

The sound of orderly and powerful footsteps came from outside the door. The security guards at the door tried to stop them, but several dark gun barrels were pointed at their heads, and they dared not make any further moves.

A team of fully armed special police officers entered the lobby on the first floor, ignoring the mess on the ground, and quickly surrounded the crowd hiding in the corner of the first floor.

The remaining team quickly went upstairs and took control of all the private rooms on the second floor.

No?

what's the situation?

Weren't we here to arrest troublemakers?

What are you doing surrounding their private room?

"Is this a mistake? The people causing trouble are from that private room; it has nothing to do with us."

"What do you mean by this? Are you treating me like a criminal? Do you know who I am? Watch out, or I'll report you!!!"

"Who is your superior officer? Let him speak to me!"