Zhao Xin found himself in a difficult position. There were too many people here; it would not be easy to make a move!
Before leaving, the Patriarch had given him three instructions.
First!
Lu Chengwen had people secretly protecting him, and his background was definitely not simple! If they wanted to kill Lu Chengwen, they should first cut off his wings!
Second!
Lu Chengwen was extremely crafty and unmatched at deception. They could not believe anything he said. It would be best not to speak to him at all—cut off his wings, capture him alive directly, then gag him!
Third!
Lu Chengwen himself was formidable. They could not underestimate him. The moment they struck, they had to go all out without holding anything back!
Zhao Xin took a deep breath, turned to look at the men he had stationed on both sides, and nodded.
He pulled a miniature microphone from beneath his headscarf. "Don't make a move yet. Wait for my command. Those people will definitely leave the villa. Figure out who Lu Chengwen's wings are, then wait for my order and rush in. One group will eliminate the wings; the other group will come with me to hack down Lu Chengwen!"
"Remember! You must kill in one blow, but also leave survivors!"
One of the boys asked, "Brother Xin, if we kill them in one blow, how are we supposed to leave survivors?"
"Cut the crap! Just do as you're told!"
Elsewhere.
Wang Wen personally led the team!
Several dozen brothers, all dressed in black night gear with their faces covered.
Their blades and spears gleamed brilliantly, dazzling the eye; their vicious stares could scare a baby to death!
Their night gear was black as the night itself!
Their throwing darts were thin as paper, like Hidden Weapons!