Ye Ziheng came to the park in the North District of Mushi city. Because it was the night, there were not many people taking action. There were only a couple of old people and lovers, sitting on the bench, talking to each other or walking on the road. Only ye Ziheng, alone.
But ye Ziheng is here for more important things.
Ye Ziheng walked around the park by himself, looking for a suitable ambush location and a suitable hiding place. He walked for more than half an hour before and after to find out the general layout of the park. But there are still some details. Ye Ziheng has to deal with them carefully.
In fact, before ye Ziheng came back, he wanted to find some disciples who happened to be in the north area to help him survey the terrain, and then discuss the matter of attacking the disciples of the cult together.
But when he thought of the things he had heard from the heresy warrior before, ye Ziheng immediately wiped out the idea in his mind.
There's no way. Now he hasn't figured out the truth of the matter and found out who is the undercover agent. Ye Ziheng can't tell this to anyone easily, or it may cause irreparable serious consequences.
So ye Ziheng walked alone in the park for three hours, forming one bill after another in his mind. Finally, he compared all the plans in his mind and found the best one.
After that, ye Ziheng asked for a sigh of relief. Then he rubbed his temples with his fingers. His face was tired. He kept tracking for three days, which was really tiring.
The disciples of the cult headquarters arrived at the night after tomorrow. In order to ensure that the plan would not be disclosed in advance, ye Ziheng decided not to disclose the plan to anyone before the action.
So ye Ziheng went back to the hotel alone, went back to his room, and went straight to sleep. Then he slept all day and all night.
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On the day of the action, ye Ziheng came to the park outside the North District of Mushi city. He first walked around the park and confirmed that the martial arts of the heresy had not come. Then he sent a message to the disciples of each group, asking them to arrive at the North District in the fastest time and report the observation of these days to him.
Although the disciples are distributed in all areas of the city, the city is not very big. Even if they come from the Southern District by car, they can spend more than an hour at most.
So, in the next hour, the disciples came in groups one by one, but for any reporting task, ye hengyigen lied to them. As soon as he came, he immediately asked all the disciples to hand over all their equipment and put it in their hands.
An hour later, nine of the ten teams sent out before returned, and one of them did not come back.
After that, ye Ziheng waited for another half an hour, but the people still didn't come. Just as ye Ziheng was going to call to ask about the situation, they suddenly appeared, and came slowly not far away. One of them got a gauze on his head, a stone paste on his hand, a lame one, a blue nose and a swollen face, and another one ……
No group of 20 members is intact.
Ye Ziheng took a look at their injuries. Because he had seen the martial arts of the two sects, he saw what was going on. Looking at them, he saw a cold light in his eyes and asked coldly.
"Why, have you met any cult experts? Twenty people can't win?"