It was around 2:30 in the afternoon, and Ye Tian's crazy robbery of the Berlin Wall flea market continued, and the sensation caused was getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, the Berlin Wall flea market was already in panic. All the antique dealers and gallery owners who were doing business here were all trembling, fearing that they would become the next unlucky person.

Outside this famous flea market, most professionals in the field of German antique art collection were heartbroken and cursed Ye Tian loudly at the top of their voices.

However, they could only curse to vent their depression, but they could not stop Ye Tian from frantically sweeping away antique artworks, nor could they save the unlucky antique dealers and gallery owners.

David and the others who followed Ye Tian and several company employees had changed their things in their hands, and now they were full of the latest spoils they had won.

The antique artworks I had won before had been sent back to the hotel and kept.

Following behind, he secretly cooperated with Ye Tian to sweep the flea market, Bowie and others, and they won more antique artworks, but they did not attract many people's attention and were making a fortune in silence.

While talking, Ye Tian and the others walked out of a gallery again. The group talked and laughed and walked towards an antique stall not far away.

At this moment, Cole's voice suddenly came from the invisible headphones.

"Steven, the assassin's assassin is still following us, still mingling in the crowd, and there seems to be no sign of taking action. I don't know why? Do you want to cross-examine?"

Hearing this, Ye Tian immediately stopped and then sneered and said in a low voice:

"It's good that way. You can bring the leading Assassin Assassin here. I'm very interested in the purpose of these Assassin assassin and want to know about it.

It is best to be low-key when doing things. It is best not to use force. Try not to alarm the onlookers, as well as the German police and media reporters who are staring at us."

"I understand, Steven, look at us."

Cole responded and then took action.

After a moment of pause, Ye Tian turned around and looked at a guy who was mixed in the crowd of onlookers more than twenty meters away.

It was an Arab man in his thirties. Since Ye Tian and his friends arrived at the Berlin Wall flea market, the guy has been following him and never left for a moment.

This guy was very cautious. He changed his outfit several times in the middle and appeared in various identities, sometimes a tourist, sometimes an antique dealer, and sometimes a flea market security staff. His disguise skills are excellent.

Behind the left and right sides of this guy, there were two other young North African Arab men, who were also mixed in the crowd, and had made many changes to the dress and always followed everyone.

But in Ye Tian's eyes, the disguise they made was of no use at all, and they could only deceive others' eyes.

When he turned to look at the Arab man, Ye Tian also showed a smile on his face and nodded slightly to the guy, saying hello.

Seeing his performance, the Arab man's face immediately changed drastically and he quickly stepped back, so he was ready to retreat into the crowd.

At this moment, two burly men dressed in tourists appeared quietly behind him, and pressed them against his waist with two pistols twisted with mufflers.

At the same time, a cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"Friend, I advise you not to move in the end, so as not to accidentally get out of fire. There are snipers staring at you and your two companions in the distance, and you have nowhere to escape.

Don't worry, we don't plan to do it right away. Steven wants to talk to you and get to know each other. I don't know what you think, why don't you go with us?"

Hearing this, the Arab man's body immediately froze and did not dare to move.

Immediately afterwards, a helpless bitter smile appeared on his face.

Behind his left and right, two other companions who pretended to be tourists and mixed in the crowd were also hit by a gun and froze in place.

In the blink of an eye, these Assassin Assassins understood the situation in front of them.

People like me thought they were very hidden, and they had been changing their clothes many times without getting tired of it, but who knew that all this was useless. The whereabouts of my and others had already been controlled by Steven and the guys.

Those guys didn't start before, just didn't want to, not couldn't!

After a moment of pause, the Arab man whispered with a wry smile:

"Friends, do we have any other choices? Don't be nervous. Although we followed Mr. Steven, we did not mean anything. I can have a meeting with Mr. Steven and talk about our purpose."

While saying this, the Arab man quickly made a gesture to the back, asking his two companions not to resist and wait for the result.

Seeing his gesture, the two North African Arab men behind immediately gave up the idea of ​​resistance, relaxed a little, but were more depressed.

Next, the Arab man walked towards Ye Tian.

The two burly men standing behind him did not follow. They quickly put away their pistols and stayed there, looking no different from other tourists around them.

In a blink of an eye, the Arab man had walked out of the crowd and walked straight towards Ye Tian under the leadership of Cole and another security officer.

When he came closer, before the Arab man could speak, Ye Tian had already smiled and greeted the other party with his own initiative.

"Good afternoon, sir, I'm Steven. I'm so happy to know you. I don't know why you've been following us all the time? Can you explain it? I won't be confused!

If I guess correctly, the two North African Arabian guys who appeared at the entrance of our hotel in the morning should be your group, right? Why didn’t you see them this time?

As far as I know, my Exploration Company and I have no intersection with you Asathin. Why did you come to us and send four or five assassins?”

Hearing these words, the Arab man's face suddenly became even more ugly.

He knew clearly that the ancient assassin organization, the Assassin, which seemed very mysterious to the world, was not a secret in the eyes of the guy Steven.

The same identities of these Assassins were the same. There was no secret at all and they had already been clearly known by the other party.

The Arab man was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and whispered:

"Mr. Steven, we are indeed presumptuous to follow you, but we have no ill intentions. The reason we came to you this time is because we have something to discuss with you.

I believe you also know that in the Middle Ages, our Assassinists and the Knights Templars were a pair of mortal enemies, and they fought each other for hundreds of years. Both sides won and lost, and the losses were very heavy.

In the battle with the Templar, one of our important tokens fell into the hands of the other party. It is said that we came to the famous Templar treasure."

"So that's it. I didn't expect that there was an important token of Assassin in the Templar treasure. It seems that this is another big surprise. I hope we can find the remaining Templar treasures.

I am a businessman, and I am doing business. If you want that important token of Assassin, you can let your leaders contact me directly and negotiate with me. I am not opposed to transactions.

I wonder if Asathashi's current mountain old man has come to Berlin? If you are in Berlin, you can come to my hotel and sit down and talk about the transaction. This is the only way for you to get that token

As for the conflict between you Assassin and the Knights Templars, as well as the deeper reasons hidden behind it, the conflicts in religious beliefs, I am not interested at all, nor do I want to intervene in it.”

Hearing Ye Tian’s words, a look of joy flashed across the Arab man’s face and almost nodded in agreement.

Just as Ye Tian was whispering to the Arab man, the German police who knew it later noticed the guy who suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!