Time flew by swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, it was half-past nine in the evening. Lin Kuang accompanied Zhang Lianmei to the basement level of the building, the Eagle Sect's secret assembly point. Everyone was gathered there, waiting for Zhang Lianmei's orders. Outside, a large convoy of vehicles was already assembled, ready to depart at a moment's notice. When the two arrived, they found hundreds of men had already converged. Every single one was armed, creating a truly formidable sight.
"Everyone, select twenty elites. They will be assigned to Lin Kuang to carry out a decapitation strike," Zhang Lianmei said flatly, her eyes sweeping over the crowd.
Upon hearing this, the men looked startled. A decapitation strike? A direct assault on the Chen Gang's stronghold? This was far too dangerous!
"What are you standing around for? Move it," Zhang Lianmei said sharply.
