At the entrance of the hotel, the guys protesting the demonstration were waving slogans and banners in a mess, and shouting slogans of protesting the demonstration weakly. The morale was obviously very low.

It’s no wonder that they protested for a week here, but they were useless. How can they not be discouraged?

Through related news reports, many people already know that half of the gold, silver and antique artworks in Hitle's treasures have fallen into the hands of the bastard Steven and become the property of the brave Exploration Company.

After getting fifty percent of Hitle's treasure, the bastard Steven sold a lot of gold, silver treasures and antique artworks, and immediately converted them into huge bank deposits.

That's not all. The magnificent Amber House also fell into the hands of that bastard Steven.

Moreover, he had already reached an agreement with the Russians, preparing to use the Amber House to trade with the Russians in exchange for antique art collections in the Hermitash Museum.

Amber House is a well-deserved German national treasure! It is known as the eighth miracle in the world. It has only been a few days since it was reappeared in the world, and it is about to fall into the hands of the Russians again.

Although Amber House belonged to Russia as early as 1716, since this priceless treasure has appeared on German land again, is there another German who doesn't want to leave it behind?

Unfortunately, the one who discovered Hitle's treasure and took down the Amber House was Steven's bastard, and no one could change this fact.

He took out the Amber House to trade with the Russians. Whether legally or morally, the Germans seemed to have no right to argue, and no reason for opposition was tenable.

When everyone thought of this, they felt very regretful and depressed. They hated Ye Tian even more so much that their teeth were itchy. The same was true for these protesters.

In the past week, they could only watch, countless gold, silver and antique artworks from Hitle's treasures were sold one by one by the bastard Steven, but they could not do anything.

At first, these guys were indignant and tried to stop this from happening.

As time went by, they gradually discovered that no matter how they protested outside the hotel, even if they shouted to slash their throats, they would not stop the bastard Steven from selling Hitle's treasure and sweeping over wealth in a crazy way.

There was no possibility even to delay the bastard's speed of selling gold, silver, treasures and antique art.

Let me ask, if the participant can still be angry about such a protest and demonstration that there is no hope, how can he not feel frustrated?

A week later, those who still insisted on protesting at the entrance of this five-star hotel have become firm in their will and are the backbone, and can no longer ask for more.

Just as many protesters shouted slogans weakly, even verbally slandered, a huge roar of engines suddenly came from the sky, and the sound became louder and louder.

Hearing this sound, the protesters gathered at the entrance of the hotel, and everyone on this street looked up at the sky.

On a sky about two or three hundred meters high, three medium-sized helicopters with smooth lines were in the shape of a font, whistling from the direction of the Spree River and appearing above the street.

When they flew over the hotel, they immediately hovered in the air.

The huge engine roar from the three helicopters was deafening, overwhelming all the sounds on the street. The three propellers rotating at high speed rolled up a wave of hurricanes on the street, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

In another reverse, higher air, a police helicopter with the German police logo also appeared quickly, as if supervising the three medium-sized helicopters hovering in the air.

Immediately afterwards, people saw a huge escort convoy turning out from the intersection ahead and heading straight towards the entrance of the five-star hotel.

The escort fleets are more than a dozen black Mercedes-Benz bulletproof SUVs, two specially reinforced medium-sized container escort vehicles, and several extremely tough armored escort vehicles.

Around this huge escort convoy, seven or eight Berlin police cars with whizzing lights and police armored vehicles with special police logos, were obviously escorting the escort convoy.

Seeing this scene in front of you, the area in front of this five-star hotel was in an instant.

"Wow! Why did such a huge escort convoy come? Not only are there more than a dozen bulletproof SUVs, but also two armored escort trucks and two container escort trucks, and there are three helicopters in the air. It's so exaggerating!"

"Is it still necessary to ask? It must be the escort convoy of that bastard Steven! He is preparing to transfer the remaining gold, silver and antique artworks of Hitle's treasures. I wonder where to transport those priceless treasures?"

Amid the burst of exclamations, many people woke up in a blink of an eye and knew why this huge escort fleet came from.

Immediately afterwards, the guys who were protesting suddenly became excited, and they all started to protest loudly as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Some of these impulsive guys, or guys who are good at seizing opportunities, even want to rush to the hotel door to block this huge escort convoy, and they are quite willing to sacrifice their lives.

Unfortunately, the large number of Berlin police and hotel security personnel who maintained order on the scene were prepared and stopped these impulsive guys and stopped them outside the cordon.

At the same time, a large number of media reporters who were stopped were also afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

In a blink of an eye, the huge escort fleet arrived at the entrance of the hotel. All the vehicles were connected to each other and stopped in an intermittent manner. They stopped in a long way, almost occupying the entire street.

The bodies of these special vehicles are extremely tall, just blocking the view from the buildings across the street and nearby, building a nearly perfect line of defense.

Just as the convoy arrived at the entrance of the hotel, the fully armed Ye Tian, ​​led David and others, and his other fully armed security personnel, walked out of the elevator and appeared in the hotel lobby.

The appearance of their group immediately caused a commotion in the hotel lobby, which also made everyone here frightened.

"I'll go! Why are Steven going with these tough men going? Could he go to war with whom? This is completely like going to the battlefield, but this is Berlin, not Syria with bullets flying everywhere!"

"Don't forget that the magnificent priceless treasure, the Amber House, known as the eighth miracle of the world, is still in the hands of the guy Steven and has not been handed over to the Russians.

Is Steven ready to complete this art deal that is destined to be a sensational world? Go to the vault to propose the Amber House and trade with the Russians? If this is the case, there will be a good show."

Just as people in the hotel lobby were talking, the media reporters who had been through the battlefield and responded a little faster than ordinary people had quickly reacted.

Immediately afterwards, these guys rushed up quickly and tried to interview Ye Tian.

Unfortunately, they were stopped by the security personnel who were armed with guns and ammunition, and they could not make any progress and could only ask questions loudly at the top of their voices seven or eight meters away.

"Good morning Steven, I'm a reporter from The Frankfurt. All of you are fully armed. What are you going to do? Are you going to trade the Amber House with the Russians? Can you tell me?"

"Hello, Steven, I am a reporter for the French Le Figaro. According to reliable information, many top artworks that were once classified as depraved by Hitle and cannot be traced to the past have fallen into your hands.

These include the impressionist painting you displayed and explained publicly, the "Scenery of Provence" by the master artist Monet, and Picasso's surreal paintings. How do you plan to deal with these top artworks?

Because the time is too long, although these top artworks can no longer be traced back to the past, everyone knows that they were robbed by Naui elements. Should you donate these top artworks?"

Ye Tian was too lazy to respond to the questions asked by these media reporters and did not intend to waste time here.

He nodded slightly to the media reporters with a smile, saying hello, but his feet did not stop at all, and led David and the others to walk towards the hotel door.

In a blink of an eye, the group of them had walked out of the hotel gate and arrived next to the convoy.

When I saw them coming out, the hotel entrance suddenly felt like a pot was boiling, and it was completely boiling.

The hysterical protests, angry curses came from across the street, and the sounds of many media reporters asking questions, intertwined with each other, and the scene was very lively.

Just like before, Ye Tian was still too lazy to deal with these guys gathered at the hotel gate, no matter why they came.

The moment he stood next to the convoy, he had secretly turned on the perspective, quickly completely looking through the cars in front, back and forth, without letting go of any corner.

After confirming that there was no danger or any safety hazard, he then opened the rear door of the Mercedes-Benz bulletproof SUV in front of him and boarded the bulletproof SUV.

Just as he entered the car, a guy dressed in a tourist whispered through his cell phone in a corner of the hotel lobby:
Chapter completed!