They had nothing distinctive about them. There was no way to find such "ordinary people" once they blended into a city. If they infiltrated a key department, the damage they could cause would be immeasurable.
Knowing how serious the situation was, Jiang Cheng immediately passed the news to the person in charge here and reminded him to report it up the chain. Judging by the timeline, the Night Watch's plan had been underway for some time. Shao Tong, who carried the president's ideals, had nearly gotten them all wiped out. Who knew what kind of trouble the remaining few would cause?
At the same time, Jiang Cheng sent the news by text message to Lin Wan'er and Old Master Luo, the head of the Dark Army, reminding them to stay on guard.
That evening, while Jiang Cheng was anxiously waiting for news, the female adjutant he had met earlier knocked on the door. She told him that a shipment had arrived from above, and the officer leading the team had specifically asked for Jiang Cheng to sign for it.
"A shipment?" The Fatty blinked, unsure what the doctor was up to.
The group followed the female adjutant to the inn's ground floor. A fully armed squad was waiting in the spacious lobby, with two large wooden crates set in the middle.
When Jiang Cheng arrived, the officer in charge stepped forward and gave a crisp salute before asking politely, "Are you Mister Jiang?"
"That's me. Are you men under Old Master Luo?" Seeing the two large crates, Jiang Cheng had already guessed what was inside. Someone had even thoughtfully drilled a few air holes in them.
The officer waved his hand. Several men behind him quickly untied the ropes around the crates, then used crowbars to pry them open. As