"Our problem is that we don't have as many people as everybody, so if we want to win, we have to spread out."

"Let's start with my thoughts."

"Lao Zhao, a small group, one attack, one defend, to deal with Sanjue, it's enough."

"Atai, Mu Yu's group, the cooperation between the two of them is more tacit, and Atai can also use Mu Yu's tombstone."

"In the end, Boss Yu has his own group and is responsible for cleaning the interior of Mocheng."

"Blossom on three sides."

"I'm in the middle, and I'm responsible for arranging logistics for you, providing all kinds of up-to-date information, integrating the progress of other academies, and adjusting tactics at any time."

"Do you disagree?"

Sun Wen obviously knows his strengths and weaknesses, and has been learning this knowledge for a while now.

Compared with the immaturity of the last time, this time the organization is unusually clear.

The crowd shook their heads.

Sun Wen took a deep breath: "If it's no problem, let's start resting now, I'll transfer a few drivers over, don't waste extra energy." ”

"Some essential basic bows, small grenades, I will have the corresponding cities prepare them in advance."

"After the cult is resolved, there is no need to stay, there will be a special person responsible for docking."

"The only regret is that the weapon I built for you with a lot of money has not yet been formed, otherwise it will be more convenient."

Sun Wen was a little regretful, picked up his mobile phone and began to make phone calls.

The huge business network of the Golden Ingot Group began to operate.

The fastest here for the rest of your life.

Within ten minutes, a business vehicle had stopped downstairs at the hotel.

Yu Sheng got up and left.

Sun Wen sat in the living room, looking at the wide screen opposite, with a solemn expression.

"Boss Yu, according to the route, the first stop is West Street."

"At present, the red dot is still there, proving that no one is moving, two of the three awakened people on the opposite side, five of the second awakened people, and the awakened objects are..."

In the small headphones that Yu Sheng was wearing, Sun Wen's information kept coming.

Get out.

Take out a long knife made of alloy in the trunk and knock lightly on the door.

It is a roadside tea house.

"Hello sir, just come in with tea."

A waiter looked at Yu Sheng, with a smile on his face, and spoke.

Yu Sheng looked inside.

Due to the early morning, there are no guests in the tea house.

"One, two..."

"Three are missing."

The waiter was still laughing, but he took two steps back slightly, one hand behind his back.

"I've seen the coordinates, on the second floor."

"The location is good, it's easy to get out if someone jumps through the second floor window."

"It is advisable to concentrate the strike."

Sun Wen's voice sounded again.

Yu Sheng nodded lightly: "Concentrate on the attack..."

Thoughtfully, under the waiter's increasingly vigilant eyes, Yu Sheng turned and left.

Looking at the back of the disappeared for the rest of his life, the waiter frowned slightly and walked up to the second floor.

"Someone just came, it's weird."

"It seems to be checking people's heads, and I still have a knife in my hand."

"It feels like we're exposed."

"Pack your things and go...."

Several people gathered on the second floor, and the waiter looked solemn, and before he finished speaking, there was a roar.

An iron rod could be seen faintly.

And then...

The roof collapsed.

A good teahouse was reduced to ruins in an instant and turned into an open-air model.

Falling to the ground, looking at the dust around them, the five cult members looked around with a little dazed eyes in their eyes.

Eyes blinked.

Very innocent.

"This time it's concentrated."

Not far away, Yu Sheng carried a stick in his hand and walked slowly from the dust, revealing his figure.

Suddenly accelerated, and the figure disappeared in place.

Half a minute later.

Looking at the five people who were already lying on the ground, the stuffy stick dissipated, and in the shocked gaze of the driver, Yu Sheng sat back in the car and left.

Straight to the next location.

A few minutes later, a truck with the logo of the Gold Ingot Group drove up.

In the discussion of a group of passers-by, he dialed the phone number of the dark pavilion, organized the order of the scene, and took pictures and sent them to Sun Wen's computer.

It is convenient for Sun Wen to count the current number of points.

One Awakened, 1 point.

Two sleeps, 2 points.

Three sleeps, 3 points.

Zhao Zicheng, Mu Yu and others left one after another.

Scattered throughout the surrounding cities.

Sun Wen is in the middle of the strategy, calculating the optimal route for everyone, as well as intelligence analysis and tactical suggestions, just like a brain.

Although there are only six people in the Ink Academy, it seems to be a mature team.

The division of labor is clear.

The efficiency is amazing.

"Whose stuff is so fast!"

"Livestock!"

Li Yihan, who had carefully planned the optimal route, looked at the ruins in front of him and thumped his chest.

It's been three hours!

In these three hours, he ran six cult dens in a row, but all of them failed.

There's always someone one step ahead of them.

It's as if someone has stolen this road map!

It's outrageous!

There are also many similar people.

They don't have the support of Sun Wen's efficient and huge logistics team, so they can only do it themselves.

In order to save efficiency, carefully craft a roadmap.

After all, this thing is not difficult, as long as you have a little patience, you can make it.

But the result is... Everybody's on the same route.

Whoever is slow suffers.

Only those guys from the Spirit Martial Academy are constantly harvesting in Mocheng.

It's all about looking at the red dots, finding where there is, going there, and doing whoever is close to you.

The kind that doesn't tell you anything about the charter.

As a result, the rest of my life was empty several times, and I was delayed a lot.

In short, Mocheng fell into chaos during this day.

Compared with Mocheng, the competition pressure of other cities is much less, after all, Mocheng has the largest base and the closest distance.

caused Zhao Zicheng and others to go unusually well.

Especially in the home field of the Gold Ingot Group, it has been accumulating meritorious deeds.

Even after resting, everyone calculated that when this mission was over, they estimated that all of them would be in the second line.

It's a good time to catch up.

……

"Goddess, the situation is urgent."

"So far, we haven't found out how the Ink Pavilion discovered us as many gods."

"It's too big."

"And the information is very accurate, and it comes completely prepared."

"If it was exposed a long time ago, and now it has only begun to be cleaned, but some of the cultists have obviously just developed, which is not right."

"Even if... Even the venerable Black Angel God..."

A middle-aged man said respectfully to Qiu Xiaoxiao, who was lying on his side, his eyes were fixed on Qiu Xiaoxiao's white, slender legs, and his eyes showed a little greed.

"Presumptuous, the gods are also something you can talk about!"

Qiu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, without the charm of the past, and her voice was cold.

The middle-aged body stiffened: "Don't dare, I definitely don't mean this." ”