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Chapter 736 , we have the final say on how to play

    Chapter 736: We have the final say on how to play


    Wu Heng felt relieved when he heard that Glenda had already sneaked into the team.


    Everything is going according to plan.


    Wu Heng said: "Keep watching and let me know if there is any news."


    "Okay!" Penny turned around and left through the wall.


    Wu Heng picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then opened the door and walked downstairs.


    In the hall, Mansha Wen was sitting on a chair, and the housekeeper was rubbing her shoulders.


    Seeing him coming down, Wen Mansha asked, "How is it?"


    "It''s going well. We''ll arrange another operation tomorrow. As long as the commander dares to use the beast taming to convey the message, he can be caught." Wu Heng said directly.


    "Fortunately, the master is here, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to handle this matter." Wen Mansha also showed a relaxed smile.


    "Okay, let''s go back and rest. Harter should rest early and leave the rest to the skeleton." Wu Heng said.


    "Yes, sir." The housekeeper saluted.


    Wen Mansha took his arm affectionately and returned to the bedroom together.


    …


    Outer city area.


    A large number of skeletons began to walk quickly through the streets.


    Although there was no door-to-door search, the sounds of dense footsteps, bones rubbing, and weapons clashing still made residents panic.


    I''m afraid that something will happen and involve me.


    Inside a house.


    "It''s okay. These skeletons didn''t choose to search. They probably didn''t want to make the matter a big deal." A person looked out along the crack in the door and said at the same time.


    After waiting for the wheel-seeking guards outside to go away, he came back and sat down at the table.


    There were five people sitting around the old wooden table, a regular five-person team configuration.


    The person who came back said softly: "This operation went very smoothly. The skeletons escorted were not of a high level."


    The person on the left continued, "It looks like a test. There are not many supplies transported, and they are not urgent things for the army."


    "It''s normal. They rely on skeletons to fight. They don''t need heavy baggage in the first place."


    "Actually, it doesn''t matter. As long as we create some chaos for them from the surrounding areas, we can delay the delivery of supplies."


    "That''s right. It might as well delay their progress."


    Several people chatted in low voices.


    At this time, the person who had just explored the situation outside the door looked up at the silent swordsman on one side and said, "Oliver, how do you feel?"


    "Oliver? Oliver!"


    After shouting several times, when everyone else looked at the swordsman, the swordsman realized, "Much better, just a little dizzy."


    The others also frowned at him.


    "Where''s the injury? Why haven''t you said anything?" someone asked.


    "I have a headache. How can I have the energy to tell you this?" the swordsman replied.


    The others still looked at him and touched their weapons.


    It seemed that he was not satisfied with his answer.


    The swordsman frowned, "What do you mean?"


    The others still looked at him and glanced at each other. They always felt that something was wrong with Oliver, but they couldn''t tell.


    Silence fell in the room.


    When they were all thinking about what was wrong.


    There was a slight banging sound from the window.


    One person stood up, opened the window a crack, and the gray-brown bird''s beak clamped the note and sent it in.


    He took the note, unfolded it, and read softly, "Leave tomorrow morning and wait for other teams two kilometers away to let them change their clothes."


    After saying that, put the paper ball on the candle and burn it.


    "Oliver, what''s wrong with you?"


    Suddenly, someone asked.


    Several people looked back and saw that Oliver''s body fell limply to one side.


    Fell to the ground.


    The people who were nearby came forward to check, and their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they said, "He''s dead!"


    Dead?


    Everyone''s eyes widened.


    …


    The gray owl, using the cover of darkness, made its way into the sky over the outer city.


    After evading two waves of patrolling beasts, he swooped down and got into the open window of a shop.


    In a dark room.


    A tall and thin man wearing a wide robe took out the dried meat from the space ring, fed it into the owl''s mouth, and said, "Well done."


    The owl didn''t respond, just swallowed the dried meat that was passed into its mouth.


    On the opposite side of the room, another bloated man whispered: "Sir, will killing the transport team cause chaos in the city? Since the fighting outside, Wen Mansha has become more and more ruthless."


    "What we want is for them to become confused. As long as they can''t find our location, it''s not up to us to decide how they want to play." The tall and thin ranger said with a smile.


    Compared to people like myself.


    The real headache should be the woman sitting in the city lord''s mansion.


    When they are desperate, they cannot bear to cause some trouble in the city or set fire to dense residential areas outside the city.


    Of course, these things are all later plans and will be implemented one after another. "Follow your Lordship''s arrangements," the fat man said immediately.


    "Okay, that''s all for today. They can''t find anything even if they want to find out. You should go back and rest. Tomorrow will be normal..., open, open..."


    The tall and lanky man''s words suddenly stuck.


    His face turned red and veins popped out in his neck.


    The owl on its arm suddenly exploded with feathers and flapped its wings to leave.


    But he was grabbed by the neck, and his head was twisted off with a click.


    The bloated man''s eyes widened, "Sir, what are you doing..."


    Before he finished speaking, the tall and thin ranger''s neck turned 180 degrees in a harsh click sound and looked at him again.


    Only the neck is twisted like a twist.


    The bloated man''s face was full of fear, he fell to the ground, turned around and wanted to run away.


    The next second, his body froze in place, his neck spun in a circle under an uncontrollable force, and his heavy body fell to the ground.


    There was a dull sound like a drum.


    The room became quiet again.


    Only the footsteps of passing patrols could be heard outside.


    …


    Wu Heng suddenly opened his eyes.


    Look at the ghost floating in.


    Glenda waved, Wu Heng glanced at the sleeping Wen Mansha, carefully pulled out his arm, and followed him out of the room.


    Went into the study room next door.


    "How is it?" Wu Heng asked.


    Granda said: "The person behind the scenes has been found."


    "So fast?"


    "This guy just sent a message to the team I sneaked into. I found his location and was hiding in a shop in the outer city." Granda said directly.


    "How are you doing?" Wu Heng took out his armor and put it directly on his body.


    "If you''re afraid he''ll run away, just kill him. You can just collect the body."


    With Glenda''s level, Luntam City is a novice village for torture, and no one can resist her possession.


    "Come on, take me there."


    After putting on the armor, Wu Heng opened the door and walked out.


    Go down the stairs.


    When they arrived on the second floor, a gap opened in the housekeeper''s room, and a pair of eyes looked over cautiously.


    Only when he saw it was Wu Heng, Harter, wearing a loose nightgown, came out.


    Bowing and saluting, "Master, are you going out so late?"


    The loose and drooping skirt shows the proud bust.


    Wu Heng said: "I will go out. If Wen Mansha wakes up, she will say that I am out to arrest people."


    "Yes, sir." Hartle nodded immediately.


    Wu Heng didn''t say much and quickly walked downstairs with the skeleton.


    Left the city lord''s mansion.


    …


    The streets were deserted.


    The doors and windows of the surrounding houses are also closed.


    A skeleton patrol passed by, and Wu Heng immediately stopped them, "Follow me."


    The skeleton team stopped and followed Wu Heng.


    "Auntie, didn''t they find you?" Xiaoxiao asked.


    "I have some doubts. After all, I don''t know what their names are. They just controlled the body." Glenda answered.


    "Why do you suspect you?"


    "It seems that the possessed person and I have different speaking tones or accents. In short, they started to become suspicious when they talked to me." Granda thought about it and said.


    Originally, being in this team was going quite smoothly.


    But after speaking a few words, the entire team clearly felt something was wrong.


    Xiaoxiao continued to ask, "What happened next!"


    "Before I found anything, the tame beast sent the message, and then I went to chase the tame beast. It doesn''t matter whether they will find out later." Granda said casually.


    "Auntie, you didn''t kill them. Aren''t you afraid that they would escape?"


    "I''m afraid I''ll lose the tame beast, and the streets outside the city are full of patrolling skeletons. If they go out, they''ll be caught and won''t be able to escape," Granda said confidently.


    "oh oh!"


    Following Granda''s guidance, Wu Heng came to a shop in the outer city.


    I checked the door and window of the store and found that the window was open.


    Let the skeleton enter through the window, open the door, and rush in with a large number of skeletons.


    The store was dark.


    On the ground were two human corpses.


    (End of chapter)
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