pappabearbooks Chapter 79 A slap on the mouth! To prevent shouting!
Chapter 79 A slap on the mouth! To prevent shouting!
now!
Beneath the high walls of the residence of the Prefect of Grain Supply.
Zhang Fan, Mo Feng, and four other carefully selected disciples of the Mo family.
They were all dressed in black, their faces covered with black cloths.
Like a gecko, it clung to the corner of the wall, stealthily making its way forward!
however!
What puzzled them most was!
Along the way, we didn't encounter a single ghost, let alone a patrolling guard!
This enormous mansion was so quiet it was like a haunted house!
"Immortal Master, something's not right!"
Mo Feng lowered his voice, his eyes filled with vigilance.
however.
In the shadows where they cannot see.
Several agile Black Ice Guards moved about as if carrying sacks of grain.
They silently dragged the unconscious guards of the manor into the shadows.
"Is everything cleaned up?"
"A Black Ice Guard leader asked in a low voice."
"Reporting to the commander! The outer perimeter has been cleared! No one will disturb the Immortal Master!"
"Very good! Continue monitoring to ensure that the Immortal Master... is completely safe!"
……
at the same time!
749 Bureau Command Center!
On the huge electronic screen, the first-person perspective footage transmitted back by the action camera on Zhang Fan's chest was being played in real time!
However, the atmosphere inside the command center was even more intense than on the battlefield!
Several white-haired military experts.
They were arguing heatedly, face to face, right in front of the screen!
"No! That's not how infiltration warfare is done!"
"We should first identify all the hidden sentries and then take them out one by one! Comrade Zhang Fan is being too reckless!"
A tactical expert slammed his fist on the table and roared!
"I object!"
A psychology expert suddenly stood up.
"From a psychological perspective, this kind of blitzkrieg strikes straight to the heart of the enemy!"
"It can destroy the target's will to resist to the greatest extent possible!"
"I support Comrade Zhang Fan!"
A history consultant was so anxious he was jumping up and down!
"What do you know! This is the Qin Dynasty!"
"What if we alert the patrolling soldiers?"
"This is called stirring up trouble!"
"Stop everything!!!"
Zhu Feng's head was throbbing from all the noise from these old guys, so he slammed his fist on the table!
The entire command center fell silent instantly!
He picked up the dedicated phone line, spoke solemnly into the receiver,
"Comrade Zhang Fan! Listen up!"
Remember these three points!
"One slap! Smack his mouth! To stop him from yelling!"
"Second stick! Hit his legs! To prevent him from running away!"
"Three blows! Hit the egg! To prevent him from resisting!"
……
Qin Dynasty.
A corner of the mansion.
Zhang Fan was preparing to take action.
The miniature earpiece inside his ear clearly transmitted Zhu Feng's simple and direct command.
His eyes lit up instantly!
What the hell!
The General Zhang is truly a professional!
He immediately waved to Mo Feng and the others behind him.
"Come here, everyone!"
Several people curiously gathered around.
"Master, what should we do?"
A wicked smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face!
He didn't explain!
next second!
He leaped down from the wall like a cheetah!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud!
He landed steadily in the courtyard!
A stick had appeared in his hand without him even noticing!
It's a high-strength PVC pipe!
now!
Wu Liang was raising his wine cup, ready to clink glasses with Laurent.
Hearing the noise, I instinctively turned around to look!
then.
They were completely stunned!
They saw a masked man dressed in black, holding a white stick they had never seen before!
He exuded a chilling murderous aura and was walking towards them step by step!
"Who...who are you?!"
Wu Liang was so frightened that he dropped his wine cup to the ground!
I rely on!
What the hell are these robbers?
Are all the guards in the mansion idiots?
Zhang Fan didn't waste a single word!
He moved!
A figure flashed!
Without the slightest hesitation, he swung the PVC pipe at Wu Liang's face!
"Smack!!!"
A crisp sound!
Wu Liang let out a scream on the spot, his mouth was knocked crooked, and several teeth flew out mixed with blood and foam!
"ah!!!"
Before he could even finish his second shout!
"Slap! Slap!"
Two more blows!
It struck his two calves with perfect accuracy!
Wu Liang's legs went weak, and with a "thump," he knelt down on the ground!
"Ugh..."
The excruciating pain prevented him from even screaming!
Looking at this incredibly fierce and decisive scene before my eyes!
On the wall, Mo Feng and the other Mo family disciples were preparing to jump down.
Everyone gaped, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets!
They were... terrified!
Immortal Master... is he that powerful?!
Hitting someone... you can hit someone like that?!
However, the next moment!
Mo Feng's shocked gaze instantly turned into one of fanaticism!
Eyes glowing green!
"Holy crap! I didn't know you could do that!"
"Brothers! What are you waiting for! Charge!!!"
He let out a roar and was the first to jump off the wall.
Leading the remaining Mohist disciples, they charged fiercely towards the terrified Fengchang Luolang!
……
Ten minutes later.
The luxurious mansion was now in complete disarray.
Zhang Fan looked at the two old men on the ground, convulsing and barely breathing.
He nodded in satisfaction.
Then, he hesitated for a moment and touched his chin.
"Ouch...did I forget to tell you to go easy on me?"
He looked at the Mohist disciples who were still trying to correct Wu Liang and Luo Lang's injuries, and muttered to himself:
"What I mean is... just keep them bedridden for a month."
"ah?!"
Upon hearing this, the Mohist disciples, who were still in high spirits, suddenly froze in their tracks!
Then he looked at the two unconscious people at his feet!
Mo Feng was stunned on the spot, and the fanaticism on his face instantly turned into horror!
"Immortal... Immortal Master... why didn't you say so sooner!"
He glanced at the two unfortunate men on the ground, both of them panting heavily.
"Then... what do we do now? Run?!"
"We definitely have to run, but we can't just run like this!"
Zhang Fan nodded first, then shook his head, a sly glint in his eyes.
"Before we run, we need to clear ourselves of all suspicion!"
"Come on! Follow me!"
at the same time!
In Zhang Fan's earphones, he could clearly hear the calm and professional command from the criminology expert from Bureau 749!
"Attention, Comrade Zhang Fan! The best escape plan has been devised for you!"
"The Qin Dynasty's reconnaissance technology was backward; it lacked fingerprint technology and surveillance cameras! This was our greatest advantage!"
"Your primary task is to create an alibi for all of you!"
"To redirect clues to others, thus substituting one thing for another."
Upon hearing this clear instruction, a knowing smile appeared on Zhang Fan's lips.
The group transformed into ghosts once more and silently scaled the high wall.
however!
As soon as they landed, they bumped into someone!
It was Fusu who had been secretly following them all the way, and was now waiting anxiously and puzzled at the corner of the wall!
"Teacher! What...what have you been doing?"
"Why do I hear screams coming from inside...?"
Fusu hadn't finished speaking.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Zhang Fan's eyes lit up when he saw Fu Su.
He didn't give him a chance to ask questions at all, and without saying a word, he grabbed Fusu's arm!
"Come on! Follow me to a great place, I'll show you something amazing!"
"Huh? Teacher? Where are you going?"
Fusu was completely bewildered and stumbled as he was pulled.
Without turning his head, Zhang Fan waved to the equally bewildered Mo family disciples behind him.
"Everyone, keep up! It's my treat tonight!"
"Let's go to the biggest den of iniquity in Xianyang!"
"Drunken Dream Pavilion!!!"