A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 699 Giving advice

Chao Bufan is the kind of guy who's good at bossing people around.

“Okay, no problem.” Wang Dakeng was very happy to accept the job.

"Dawei, you should still have the explosives, right?" As a tomb raider, Chao Bufan knew that these were essential and naturally wouldn't waste these "usable resources."

"It's still here!" Ge Dawei replied enthusiastically.

"That makes things easier. With your 'sixth sense,' give them a little something extra when necessary, and maybe 'scare' them a bit too." Chao Bufan addressed the issue objectively and made reasonable arrangements.

"Uh!" Everyone was stunned. Good lad, he really is a "strategist". If this were during the Three Kingdoms period, even Zhuge Liang would definitely have to admit defeat. He actually "just right" and "skillfully used" other people's strengths.

Ge Dawei tactfully "cooperated" and said with a smile, "Since you think so highly of me and know how to use my extraordinary 'sixth sense,' it would be a real shame if I didn't 'throw' a few firecrackers at them."

“But you’ll also be responsible for dismantling all the alarm systems inside!” Wang Zi clearly didn’t want Ge Dawei’s workload to increase further, so she volunteered, “I’ll go with you!”

“Okay! Let’s do it this way!” Ge Dawei didn’t object at all, and instead gave Wang Zi a look that said, “Good brother, you’re loyal.”

"As for sorting out those unimportant personnel, I think you're the most suitable person for that," Chao Bufan said with a smile, looking at Zhou Weihua.

"No problem! Leave it to me. I will safely 'evacuate' all unimportant people from the scene within the game time," Zhou Weihua assured him, patting his chest.

"Then we'll take care of those people outside who want to get inside!"

Zhang Yi, who has never been so "well-behaved," finally spoke up. She didn't want to be an "idle" person just standing outside doing nothing.

“Yes, we can’t help with things inside, but we can handle things outside,” Yang Qin added.

Chao Bufan was looking at Tang Qianqian when she spoke first, "Don't look at me. I'll listen to those two. I don't want to be someone who 'stands in the toilet but doesn't use it.'" Her tone was firm, displaying the heroic spirit of a woman who is not inferior to men. "Actually..." she whispered, a little embarrassed, "I've studied Sanda (Chinese kickboxing)!"

"Uh!" Everyone gasped in surprise.

"Really, I really did study Sanda (Chinese kickboxing)." Tang Qianqian repeated herself, afraid they wouldn't believe her.

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "I know, I know."

"Don't you believe me? I've even taken all..."

Chao Bufan didn't give her a chance to continue, and said meaningfully, "Qianqian, then the three of you will be in charge of the work outside!"

Chao Bufan believed everyone, but he couldn't agree with Tang Qianqian's words. Although they hadn't seen each other for several years, he knew Tang Qianqian's personality quite well—timid as a mouse, a true "lady from a respectable family."

"Now, everyone, let's proceed according to plan!" Chao Bufan gave the final order.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Dakeng seemed to realize something and asked, "You brat, you've assigned everything to us, so what are you doing?"

This single sentence caused a huge uproar. Ge Dawei and the others immediately turned their gazes toward Chao Bufan, demanding that he "tell the truth," as if they would beat him up if he didn't explain himself clearly.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop staring at me like that, okay? I'm feeling really embarrassed!" She said this, but a mischievous smile was on her face.

“If you don’t tell me now, it won’t just be ‘spying’ anymore,” Ge Dawei said with a wicked, lecherous smile.

Chao Bufan shrugged and laughed, "Alright! I give up! Let me ask you, have you ever seen a strategist or advisor 'go into battle'?"

"No," Wang Dakeng and the others answered in unison, their voices serious.

"That settles it then," Chao Bufan said with a matter-of-fact smile.

"Then who will go to rescue them?" Wang Zi asked.

"If there's no one else, then I'll have to 'reluctantly' take on the role! Otherwise, you'll say that I, the strategist, do nothing but order people around. Besides, someone has to clear away all the 'obstacles,' right? If I, the strategist, don't personally take charge, how can your subsequent work proceed smoothly?" His tone was flat, but it conveyed a sense of "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"That's pretty much it."

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The operation proceeded very smoothly thanks to the highly coordinated efforts of the six young men.

First, Chao Bufan blended into the crowd and silently "took care of" the guards at the entrance. Then, Wang Dakeng, the computer "genius," sneaked into the entertainment center's computer room. As soon as he entered, he was stunned and muttered to himself, "Holy crap! Are you kidding me? This equipment is simply—too perfect."

Indeed, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the computer room in the entertainment center was so modern, especially the computer equipment, which was simply incredible.

Then, the guy started working excitedly.

Ge Dawei and Wang Zi worked together perfectly. One was in charge of dismantling the alarm systems on each floor, while the other was in charge of the safety demolition equipment. Their perfect teamwork was simply seamless.

Only Zhou Weihua, before receiving the "order," was "idling around" casually. This guy seemed nonchalant, but he had actually planned the evacuation route for the crowd.

In just over ten minutes, the huge entertainment venue was completely deserted, with people leaving but no one entering.

In a room on the top floor of the entertainment complex, a boy named Anan was being held captive by two burly men, while Abing and several other men, wielding iron plates and wooden sticks, took turns striking Anan relentlessly. He was covered in blood, his mouth gushing blood like saliva, staining the floor red, yet he didn't utter a single sound.

Brother Long sat on the sofa with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and an expressionless face, watching his men beat up a traitor in the gang without doing anything.

"stop!"

Brother Long finally lost his patience, threw the cigarette butt at his feet, stomped it out hard, a dark look flashed across his face, then he shouted angrily, got up and walked towards Anan, while A Bing and the others quickly stepped aside.

“Anan,” Brother Long tried his best to remain calm and suppress his urge to kill. He tried to persuade him gently, “You should know the consequences of betraying Third Master. I only spared you from being handed over to Third Master because we have been brothers for many years. As long as you hand over the ‘thing,’ I can plead with Third Master on your behalf and ask him to spare your life.”