The Sword God of the South

The Sword God of the South
Executing Plan



"But, where's Journalist Wang's room?" ask Mo Bian later.


Their goal was to kill Journalist Wang. The main thing they must know, of course, is where the room or private space is located.


It's very important. So they must know from the beginning before actually starting the step.


If you only know where the corner is less guarded, without knowing where Reporter Wang is, for what?


Is that not the same as stupidity?


That man's residence is huge. So that the room contained in it must also be very much. Therefore, Mo Bian wanted to know for sure so that they would not be wrong in taking action.


On the one hand, this can save time. So that they can do other things.


"For his room, if it's not wrong, it's in the west corner. There was a large room guarded by six guards. It was the main room of Reporter Wang," Lien Hua told reporters.


Zhang Fei nodded his head. Although he did not know whether this plan could go smoothly or not, he clearly had a strong determination.


He is sure, he can face the enemies that will be encountered later. Moreover, now that he had mastered the moves of the God Sword Book.


Although Zhang Fei had not mastered all the moves, but the existing moves alone seemed to be more than enough to deal with the people of Reporter Wang.


That's why he has confidence in this plan.


"Well, what do you think, Uncle? Will you work with me?" zhang Fei asked after a while.


The three old men looked at each other. They kept their mouths shut long enough. Only his eyes kept moving.


You know, it's not an easy job. Even a job full of risks. A little mistake, life is a bet.


Therefore, they did not want to make a decision before there was an answer from his innermost mind.


For a long time the atmosphere in the back room was quiet. No one speaks until the sun is directly overhead.


"Because you've already come here, then fine. I agree to cooperate with you, little brother,"


The one who broke the silence was Mo Bian. He said before his two friends.


For some reason, he felt the same way as Lien Hua. He felt confident towards the young man before him.


I don't know why. Because he himself did not know the exact reason.


"Okay, I agree too,"


"I'm coming, man,"


His two friends said in turn.


Zhang Fei smiled warmly. He was so grateful that the three old men were willing to cooperate with him.


"Then, we'll start this plan later tonight,"


"Do I have to come too?" lien Hua asked after everyone agreed.


"If the Madam doesn't mind, it's fine" the young man replied.


"Of course not. Moreover, he had almost killed my favorite disciple," he said with a burning spirit.


"Hemm, fine then. Later in the night, the five of us will move,"


"Good,"


The five people immediately rested after the decision was made. The back room that was crowded, now became quiet.


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The night has come again. The five people who had made plans this afternoon were now fully prepared.


The five people were currently on the front page of the college. They wear face veils.


"But ..."


"Don't worry. We believe in you, little brother," said Tung Pek smiling.


"Hahh .., okay,"


Zhang Fei let out a long sigh without being able to do any more rejections.


The night is getting late. It's midnight now. The atmosphere in White Lotus College began to quiet down. Dozens of students slept well.


The weather tonight is bright moon. Thus facilitating their plan to kill Hartawan Wang who is known for his animal nature.


"Let's go, then" Zhang Fei said.


The four elders by his side nodded. They then ran using the science of lightening their respective bodies.


The distance from White Lotus College to the residence of Reporter Wang was not so far away. It may only take about twenty minutes to get there.


With the intelligence that has been owned by these people, of course, the distance is not a serious problem.


Because it was taken by using the science of lightening the body, then in just ten minutes, Zhang Fei and the others had arrived around the residence of Hartawan Wang.


It turned out that his residence was exactly in the middle of the city. The atmosphere there is still crowded. Even though it was midnight, there were still a lot of people passing by.


This nighttime life in Sichuan City felt majestic. There are a lot of lanterns that light up. There are also many open shops that are filled by their respective customers.


The nightlife and day life in the city turned out to be very different. Very backwards.


Zhang Fei who witnessed it felt very sad. But he realized he could do nothing. Except just a heavy breath.


"It was the residence of Reporter Wang," Lien Hua said as he pointed ahead.


They immediately looked ahead. Exactly to the place Lien Hua was referring to.


What the old lady said was not wrong. The residence of Hartawan Wang is indeed very large. Just as big as a small royal palace.


Zhang Fei himself stood up. He could say nothing but stare blankly.


In the midst of rampant poverty, in the midst of the growing suffering of the people, why are there still people as long as Reporter Wang? Does he have no conscience?


Why was he only selfish, without ever thinking about anyone else?


Zhang Fei was not completely finished with all that.


Suddenly his mind wondered. Are there people in this world like Journalist Wang? If there is, how much? When are they going to be like that?


"Young Master, what are you thinking?" lien Hua asked after a while.


The young man was surprised. He hurriedly replied nervously. "Ah, no, Mrs Lien. I'm just imagining how big things are in there,"


"Mahaha ..." Mo Bian suddenly laughed quite loudly. "Little brother, don't think. Let's move now" he said.


"good. Now is the right time. We're moving,"


The others nodded their heads. They then continued their plan which had stalled for a while.


Yush!!! Yush!!!


Five human shadows shot out simultaneously. They moved towards a pre-determined angle.


The plan went pretty well. No need to expend a lot of energy, they have been able to get into it.


Now the five people are already in the courtyard of the residence of Reporter Wang. There are many guards on duty.


"Uncle Tung, you distract them. We will go inside," Zhang Fei said to him.