A muffled thud.
Arlo Yarbrough's palm chopped at the bodyguard's neck.
The bodyguard, cigarette in mouth, collapsed to the ground.
After a whistle, Dirk Carter, Luna, Ewan Forrest, Rose Forrest, and others jumped in one after another.
Following the plan discussed outside the door, they scattered.
It wasn't long.
More bodyguards were taken down.
The main gate of the resort was opened by Ewan Forrest and Rose Forrest.
More people waiting outside quietly snuck in.
At the same time.
In the surveillance room of the resort.
The guard, watching the monitor, was dozing off.
An arm slipped.
The whole person staggered, instantly becoming alert.
Casually glancing at the screen, his eyes widened suddenly.
He saw a large number of people sneaking in through the gate, and his heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to pick up the phone on the desk, he heard a crash as the door to the surveillance room was kicked open from the outside.
In the urgency of the moment.
