This is Pakistan! Not those governments without power.

If it were a country without a government, no one would condemn the deaths of many people, and they wouldn't have the guts to condemn it, but Pakistan is a member of the United Nations. If a large-scale war broke out, it might make international news and be used as an excuse by those with ulterior motives to cause trouble.

"Duke of Thunder, you're really damn cunning," Xue Zhaolong said.

"Haha, it's not really cunning. After all, they're not good people. If they were good people, what we're doing might be a bit too much. Of course, if they were good people, the boss wouldn't let us use conspiracy," Duke of Thunder laughed.

"Consider yourself self-aware; the boss doesn't like people who live in conspiracy day and night," Zhuorong Town took the opportunity to give Duke of Thunder a nudge, preventing him from doing anything outrageous that would put Ye Hao in a bad spot.

"I know this, but against enemies, I suppose the brothers would allow us to use some special means, right?" Duke of Thunder said with a smile. He wasn't angry about Zhuorong Town's reminder, considering he joined the gang later, and warnings from the old-timers were something he could accept.

Moreover, it's just a friendly warning.

"That's natural," everyone nodded.

"Alright, you understood the plan Duke of Thunder just mentioned, right? If not, I'll explain it again. We'll start with the Bald Black Army, control the General of the Bald Black Army, and then have the Bald Black Army move straight into the Redwood Forest swamp, engaging in a large-scale gunfight with the Muhan warlords to deplete both sides' power. At that time, the Eight Banner Sect warlords and the Yale warlords will definitely take action against them. The Eight Banner Sect is in the north, close to Bald's territory, and they will definitely take action to seize the eastern area. Once they seize Bald's territory, the conflict between the Eight Banner Sect and the Bald Black Army will arise.

At that time, we'll have Bald take out the Muhan warlords, or at least drive them out of Karachi. Once the Muhan warlords are driven out of Karachi, Bald will act like he has nowhere to go, with the Yale warlords in front and the Eight Banner Sect warlords behind. Bald can't possibly knock on the Eight Banner Sect's door because they took his territory. So we'll have Bald join Yale's forces and then leak the information to the Eight Banner Sect.

That's when the real drama begins. We'll have Bald capture Aixinjueluo Kanglong's son, Aixinjueluo Xiaolong, and secretly hold him. When the Eight Banner Sect angrily strikes at the Yale warlords, leaving both sides wounded, we'll bring out Aixinjueluo Xiaolong and kill Bald to hand over to Aixinjueluo Kanglong. That's when we can put forth our terms or requests," Ye Hao said with a smile.

"Understood, haha, boss, you're even worse than Duke of Thunder," Lu Yunsong said with a feeling of like-mindedness.

Zhuorong Town and the others all looked at Ye Hao with a smile.

After a while, Ye Hao looked outside and realized that darkness was beginning to cover the ground.

Ye Hao asked Ran Tai, "Ah Tai, when does the Black People's Club usually get busy and lively?"

"Around eight p.m., it's now past six in the evening," Ran Tai looked at the clock and replied.

"Haha, it's getting late. Let me make some arrangements! Tonight we'll first take control of Bald," Ye Hao said.

"Listening to the boss." When they heard Ye Hao plan to assign tasks, they all sat up straight.

"Elder Zheng, you come with me to the Black People's Club tonight. Long, Ah Zhen, Song, and Flying Fish, you infiltrate the crowd at the Black People's Club. If something unexpected happens, assist me and Elder Zheng, and create a chaotic scene. Of course, if everything goes smoothly, just enjoy yourselves!" Ye Hao instructed Xue Zhaolong and the others.

"Yes, boss," Xue Zhaolong and the others replied.

"Ah Tai, Duke of Thunder, you two don't go out. Wu Gang, you take those twenty-nine brothers, equip sniper rifles, and occupy the high buildings near the Black People's Club to prevent any unexpected events," Ye Hao said to Wu Gang.

Wu Gang nodded, "Yes, Boss."

"Tao Feng, Zhou Yang, Qin Qing, you three support nearby. In case Elder Zheng and I fail and get trapped in the club, disrupt their external defenses, allowing Elder Zheng, Zhaolong, and others to come out," Ye Hao said to Tao Feng, Qin Qing, and their group.

"Yes, boss," Qin Qing and the others replied.

"That's basically all the tasks. Remember, do not alert the enemy; you act only if Elder Zheng and I fail. Otherwise, maintain the original formation. If other factions notice anything unusual, it'll make things complicated," Ye Hao instructed.

"Understood," they all nodded.

In truth, Ye Hao wasn't sure if he could turn Bald into a Saiyan. When he came, he had already crafted dozens of precision Saiyan chips, but whether these could be implanted into Bald's mind was still uncertain. Moreover, it was unknown if Bald had any formidable figures behind him.

They went to carry out their orders, while Ran Tai and Duke of Thunder stayed in the hotel waiting for their return.

Ye Hao also left early; he needed to understand Bald's territory, his usual activities, and what time he'd leave.

When Ye Hao went out, he deliberately dressed sharply, in upscale clothing. Branded jacket, high-end leather shoes, tie; his entire attire exuded a strong aura of wealth.

Zheng Guang looked simple and honest, carrying a suitcase with a million rupees inside. For a regular outing, that amount would last them several months at the Black People's Club.

Ye Hao lit a quality Cuban cigar. These cigars were indeed expensive! Each cost about two thousand, and a box would be about twenty thousand.

To a Pakistani, someone who smoked that kind of cigar was a definite millionaire.

Ye Hao aimed to create the image of a playboy, making others think he's just a regular rich kid with nothing to worry about.

"Young Master, please," Zheng Guang gestured as he kept looking back every three steps, inviting Ye Hao.

Ye Hao played his role well, like a genuine playboy, smoking and blowing smoke rings, just like a Huaxia playboy. Ye Hao didn't really need to learn from others; he had the eighth-generation system and basically knew everything.

"Let's go, Old Zheng," Ye Hao said, taking a puff and walking casually on the road.

After walking about five hundred meters, Ye Hao arrived at the Black People's Club, the only brightly lit place near Karachi in Pakistan.

However, Ye Hao was puzzled as to why there were so many people here, filling up the entire entrance to the Black People's Club. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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