Chapter 5396
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Cyril was very satisfied with Will's performance, but Noah wasn't. Originally, he had planned to auction off the two paintings tonight. He had arranged for the soldiers outside to follow them and wait for the opportunity to seize them.
But now, the auction house had been bombed, and the first painting that had been auctioned had returned to Cyril's hands without being handed over to the buyer.
He didn't want to confront Cyril, but … it had come to a point where he had no choice but to confront him.
Someone dared to bomb Cyril's auction house, which showed how much this person wanted to take the four paintings from Cyril's hands.
These were the paintings that their country had lost for more than ten years, and now they were right in front of him. No matter what, he had to bring these four paintings back to his country.
Noah sat in the car with a gloomy expression. As he waited for Will to come out, he kept thinking about how to snatch the painting back from Cyril's hands. Someone knocked on the car window, and quickly opened the car door and bent over to enter.
"Colonel, one of our soldiers is missing."
The person in the car brought Noah a piece of news that made his mood even worse. Immediately, Noah's face darkened as if covered with a layer of frost. "Missing?"
"Yes, Colonel, missing. We searched around but didn't find any trace of him. We guessed … he might have been sacrificed. "
Might have been sacrificed … Noah pursed his lips and looked at the raging fire that was still burning. His heart sank little by little.
If he had really been sacrificed, hope would have been swallowed by the fire. If … if he had been discovered by Cyril's people, then … Noah's dark brown eyes flashed fiercely. Then, the battle between them and Cyril would soon begin.
The phone rang, and the flashing light on the screen made Noah's face as gloomy as a ghost. He picked up the phone and Will's voice came from the phone.
"Noah, did you do that just now? Are you crazy? You bombed Cyril's auction house. You must be crazy, crazy! You are all a bunch of damn lunatics!! "
He roared in a panicked and enraged voice. There was also a deep sense of fear in his voice as he said, "Cyril is very, very angry right now, and he's searching everywhere for the person who blew up the auction hall. You are a bunch of lunatics! Lunatics! "
Noah gently closed his eyes. Will thought that he was the one who bombed the auction house.
"Will, what I need are the paintings. Bombing the auction house won't do me any good. Where are you now? I am waiting for you in the car. We need to meet! "
Noah cut off the call and ordered his subordinates in the car, "Pack up and return to the hotel."
The hotel was now their territory, and all of their weapons were in the hotel. If Cyril really wanted to find them, they would at least have weapons to defend themselves.
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Inside, Cyril looked at the body that was dragged back. He carefully looked at the palm and wrist of the body. It was a white man who often used guns.
"White man …" Cyril stood up with a vicious look in his eyes. After standing still for a few seconds, he ordered in a menacing voice, "Find out where he came from … No, find out where he lives and where he's been recently. I want to know who dares to make an enemy of me. "
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