Chang Kun was close to going crazy!
Brother Ghost had led over a hundred men, and now they had just vanished.
There was no response to phone calls, and people had been sent to the site of the plan's implementation near Route 9 in the Northern Suburb. But these people also vanished without a trace, and the second group sent out had been on their way for half an hour already.
It was impossible. Over a hundred fully armed men and six snipers who had retired from the army; Chang Kun had meticulously planned and calculated every detail of the operation.
Even if Brother Ghost, the Deputy Hall Master, were a fool, he should have been able to execute this plan and finish off Yang Fan completely.
But now it was three o'clock, and there was no word from Brother Ghost. It was as though he had evaporated from the face of the earth, unreachable.
Chang Kun, with hands behind his back, paced back and forth in the room.