In a world as dark as ink, only two faint lights shone, as Masks Number 11 and Number 17 stood facing each other atop a cylindrical platform.
"Plan? The plan is simple,"
Mask Number 17 chuckled sinisterly, "According to the information I've gathered, the supernatural criminal 'Wen Zaiye' is trapped in the 'Mi Jia Calamity Realm' and can't escape. Mu Qingtong's Squad Seven will enter the realm tonight to round him up. We just need to wait for this little beauty to be alone and knock her out."
"Heh, Owl, if you weren't in Zone 51, I could go alone too,"
As Mask Number 17's tone grew increasingly lecherous, Xia Feng rolled his eyes. You go alone? I'm afraid Mu Shen would chop you up and feed you to the dogs, wasting all your Life Points for nothing.
"By the way, how many Life Points do you still have?" Xia Feng asked.
"Why do you ask?" Mask Number 17 suddenly became cautious.