Chapter 621 - 602:
After all, it was too late when the visitor arrived; such late-night visits were unheard of, so the security guard was very alert. One of them walked down from the guard post and trotted off towards the agency courtyard. Ye Chen, holding a cigarette in his mouth, cast a sharp glance at the few little brothers behind him. They immediately understood Ye Chen’s intention; two of them deliberately circled behind the security guard to look at the propaganda paintings on the wall, which did not arouse the guard’s notice.
Click...
Five lads pounced at the same time, yanking the standing guard down from above—one covering his mouth, one binding his chest, another tightly gripping his legs, while yet another, wielding an iron rod, struck him hard on the back of his head. The security guard immediately passed out.
"Hurry up, change clothes!" Ye Chen immediately ordered, and then he rushed towards the reporting guard.
The guard, seeing Ye Chen standing before him, said in shock, "I haven’t reported in yet, how did you get in?"
"Hehe, there’s no need for you to report anymore!" Ye Chen said, hooking a smile, "Have a good sleep!"
With that, Ye Chen quickly delivered a punch to the back of the other’s head like lightning. Before the guard could shout, he was immediately knocked over by Ye Chen. A little brother rushed over hurriedly and said, "Brother Chen, it’s all set!"
"Also take this guy to the corner, and strip off his clothes!" Ye Chen snorted.
"Alright!" The little brothers were thrilled; they never expected Brother Chen to lead them on a night attack on the agency compound. Shit, it was an act of outright treason. If caught, they would certainly be used as targets and shot. But with Brother Chen here, what was there to fear? Brother Chen’s life was far more precious than ours. If Brother Chen wasn’t afraid, what did we have to fear?
A group of three ran swiftly towards the inside, while the remaining two little brothers stood at the door as ’temporary guards’. However, these two were far from professional; standing for extended periods was very uncomfortable for them, they kept scratching their heads and faces, not at all looking like soldiers. Had it not been for the dead of night, they would likely have been discovered long ago.