Zhou Tianming gave Hidden Chess Piece a look, signaling that they could proceed to the next step. Hidden Chess Piece immediately sent Lu Yang a message. "The arrangements have been made. We can act at any time."
Lu Yang's eyes widened. He knew Zhou Tianming's life and death were at stake. One misstep and Zhou Tianming could die in Mexico. They had to rescue him before he announced the attack.
"Master, it's up to you now. Move immediately," Lu Yang said over the phone to Han Zhong, as if the words had drained all his strength.
At this moment, every plan Lu Yang had laid over the past two months was being put into action one by one. Yet he was not the one carrying them out. Whether they succeeded depended on how well Han Zhong and Hei Bai had trained Hei Dao and the other mercenaries.
If they succeeded, everyone would be happy. If they failed, Lu Yang would regret today's decision for the rest of his life!
Han Zhong heard the tension in Lu Yang's voice. "Put your mind at ease. Zhou Tianming will be fine."
Han Zhong hung up, picked up his phone, and sent a message to the people lying in wait everywhere. "Number One, act."
The two mercenaries hiding in the room diagonally opposite the sniper's received the message and put down their phones. Through the tightly drawn curtains, they carefully observed the sniper's room with binoculars.
"Final confirmation: one assassin is aiming a sniper rifle at Zhou Tianming's head. The other is standing by the window, watching the surroundings."
"I'll knock out the sniper with poison. You handle the one beside him."
"Okay. Five-second countdown. We move together."
"5."
"4."
"3."
"2."
"1."
The blowpipes in their mouths simultaneously fired poisoned darts laced with