Perfection

Hesheng Tu.

Heavenly-Liang Old Man said, "I want you to lead a team and take down Monkey Ghost."

"That's Guangwang Street's turf..." Li Xiuwen hesitated.

Every club guarded its own turf fiercely. The boundaries were clear as water and oil.

When Dao Youming had appeared in Blackwater Alley, Lion-Head Buddha had chased him down an entire street.

If a Red Pole from Thunder God Shed caught Li Xiuwen there, they would have every reason to throw their weight around against him.

Heavenly-Liang Old Man laughed. "So what if it's their turf? Child Tower has committed every evil under the sun and assassinated a genius of Ever Joy.

The Main Headquarters has ordered that any Ever Joy member may arrest any Child Tower member they find, anytime, anywhere.

Just take your people over. I'll bring men to hold off Dao Youming and their Red Poles.

On the surface, we'll be going there for a Street Brawl.

We'll tie up their experts while you find a chance to capture Monkey Ghost.

Even if the Branch Headquarters blames us afterward, we'll say we acted first to catch Monkey Ghost and reported it later. They won't have much to say."

Li Xiuwen smiled. "Got it, boss. Give me a few more days."

He knew capturing Monkey Ghost was one goal. Letting Hesheng Tu's newly minted Reserve Red Pole establish his authority was another.

Heavenly-Liang Old Man wanted this operation to display Hesheng Tu's strength.

Li Xiuwen had the Binding Armor Skill and had reached Flood Dragon Muscle himself.

Below Tiger Elephant, he feared no one.

Still, to be safe, he decided to wait until his kicking technique reached Perfection before making his move.

After all, he would be leading a force in with drums beating and banners flying. As with Twelfth Madam, it would