The three hall masters received Mo Feifan's order and rushed over immediately.
Yicong discussed secretly in the room for half an hour and continued to revise the plan to assassinate the Thousand Face God. In the evening, Hou Xiaobai and others also came back. When they heard that they had found the whereabouts of the Thousand Face God, Li Dafeng jumped up and shouted that he would be the head coach of this operation.
Mo Feifan shook his head, "I will lead the team myself."
Seeing this, Hou Xiaobai, Luo Feng and other brothers hurriedly stopped him and whispered: "Brother Fan, don't go there anymore, just wait in the inn, let's do it!"
Mo Feifan smiled leisurely and said, "I must go!"
Hou Xiaobai said anxiously: "The Thousand Faces God must be surrounded by him. If you have a few masters, everything Momen has today will be gone."
Before he could finish his words, Mo Feifan waved his hand with a smile, his tone was firm, and he said without any refusal: "Because of this, I want to go even more. I can develop without the Momen, but if I lose the heart of struggle, I always want to sit and enjoy the fruits of it, and always be a brother in front of me, then what is the difference between living and dead?"
"What's more, this may be the last confrontation between us and the Thousand Faces God, and I don't want to miss it." Mo Feifan added.
"But what if this is a trap?" Li Dafeng said.
Mo Feifan snapped his fingers and said with great confidence: "I believe in the person who gave me information."
After hearing Mo Feifan say this, Li Dafeng no longer doubted it. For a long time, all brothers have regarded Mo Feifan as a god-like existence. He wanted to say that the moon in the sky is square, and that moon is square. If he takes down someone's head today, that person will definitely not be able to survive today.
The plan was soon determined, and the action was set tomorrow morning.
When it was just dawn in the morning, people were the most sleepy and tired. If you choose to do it at this time, the hope of success is much greater than that during the day.
Qiushui Town is close to Yang County and is a town that the Momen forces have not penetrated. There are not many gangs here, but the people are tough and extremely xenophobic. It is difficult for outside gangs to collect protection fees here than to reach the sky.
A large number of local people live on something that is indispensable to every household. This essential thing is nothing else, salt, to be precise, official salt. Every household needs to eat salt. With official salt, there is private salt.
In the ancient fish country, smuggling smuggling salt is a serious crime. If it exceeds 300 kilograms, it will be punished with beheading. Even the huge White Knife Gang has only about 3,000 kilograms per year. Of course, high risks often bring huge profits. Some people can earn hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver once smuggling salt, which is much faster than collecting protection fees to make money.
There is a saying in this industry: Take salt once every three years and eat it for three years.
Without saying much, the book will be back to the original story.
The brothers of the Quicksand Killer organization were very efficient in their work. Soon they found out that the name of the Red Mansion was Renyi Villa. Behind Renyi Villa is a large salt lake. There are many people drying salt here during the day, and there are endless horse-drawn carriages and donkeys. But at night, they can hardly even see the figure.
There are still two quarters of an hour before dawn, and the one in the east has already revealed its white belly.
The group secretly lurked near Renyi Villa. Mo Feifan stopped and looked up at the villa not far away. He saw that the villa was quiet inside and outside, and even one person could not see it. The wind was mixed with a faint smell of salt, and a sharp breath made people feel cool all over.
"It's so quiet." Mo Feifan frowned and muttered in his heart.
Seeing Mo Feifan's brows, Hou Xiaobai asked, "Brother Fan, is there something wrong?"
Mo Feifan shook his head, and couldn't tell me why. He smiled and said, "Let's deal with the 'selves' outside the villa first."
There were dozens of elite secret whistles around the villa. At this time, the sun was about to rise, and the secret whistles who had been waiting for the night were listless and yawning. From time to time, people dozed off and woke up from their sleepiness.
Mo Feifan personally led a team of twenty people and turned to the side of the secret whistles without leaving any trace. The twenty people were divided into four groups, clearing the secret whistles in the east, west, south and north respectively.
Mo Feifan and Liu Xuefeng were assigned to each other as the killer in the east.
"Brother Fan, stay here, let me go." Liu Xuefeng intended to show off in front of Mo Feifan and said first.
Mo Feifan glanced at it and thought for a moment: "Okay, but Xuefeng, you must be careful, start quickly, and never make a sound."
"Don't worry, Brother Dong, I'll leave it to me!" As he said that, Liu Xuefeng ran forward.
His body skills are good at being agile, and he runs with all his strength very quickly. In a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the vast night.
As the brothers from the Quicksand Organization said, when he was about to be a big banyan tree to the east, he saw two young men in black hidden on the tree. The two of them lowered their heads and chatted without saying a word. Because the distance was far, Liu Xuefeng couldn't really hear what they were saying.
Liu Xuefeng squatted in the dark corner of the dirt road, observed silently for a while, his mind flew around, and then he swayed into the woods on the side of the road.
Although he was very confident in his body movement, he did not dare to be arrogant at this time. The other party was a master of the Thousand Faces God. Wan Zhe rushed over and was discovered by the other party. Whether he was injured was a trivial matter. If a sound came out, it would be a serious matter for the people in the villa to be alerted.
He walked around the woods and weeds and quietly lurked on the roof behind the two of them. His figure was as cute as a raccoon cat. He approached the two of them carefully on the eaves. After stepping on the tiles, he did not make any sound.
When he reached directly above the two men's heads, the two secret whistles were still chatting, and they burst into laughter from time to time.
I'll send you two on the way! Liu Xuefeng mocked in his heart, pointed it at one of his neck, and threw out a flying knife.
Puchi! The secret whistle didn't even understand what happened, and suddenly felt the sky in front of him spinning, and then he planted it straight from the tree.
The companion beside him heard something was wrong and quickly turned around. It didn't matter when he saw it, and he was so scared that he was so scared that he was scattered. It turned out that there was a bright dagger at the companion's throat.
He wanted to scream, but there seemed to be a ball of goose feathers in his throat. He could only hold the shouts in his stomach and could not make any sound in his mouth.
It’s not that he didn’t want to shout, nor that he was scared to death, but that while he opened his mouth, the sharp sword under Liu Xuefeng’s ribs had been pierced through his mouth, and the tip of the sword poked out a large piece of the back of him.
Liu Xuefeng shook his wrist and pulled out the sword. Then he climbed up to the eaves of the house and fell to the ground. As he landed on the ground, a muffled sound came from behind him.
From taking action to killing, to landing, a series of actions can be done in one go, easy and easy.
He is really a good general. Mo Feifan greeted him and showed his thumbs up: "Xuefeng, good, why aren't you hurt?"