This time, more than ten of them came, all fully armed.
Taking advantage of the night, they sneaked up to the top of the mountain.
At this moment, a woman's cry for help could be faintly heard from the courtyard.
Sob sob sob sob sob.
"I want to go home. Please let me go!"
"Is there anyone here? Scram, damned flies."
Hearing the woman's cry for help, Hardy looked around and said, "There are traces of cars in the courtyard, but there are no cars. Could it be that they have escaped?"
"Hardy, what should we do? Should we attack by force?"
Hardy pondered for a moment and ordered, "Group A will attack by force. Group B will go around the back of the mountain. After we enter, you guys wait for an opportunity to move."
"Go!"
Under the night sky, the twelve people were like ghosts in the night.
