Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 618 - 598: Finalizing the Plan

"It's not possible from the side either. Look, this mansion is huge, and there is surveillance all over the villa. There's only one road to enter from the front, but the front defense is too tough. It's like entering the US Military Pentagon with all sorts of high-tech devices; even facial disguises won't work," said Whale.

"What if someone inside invites us?"

"If it's an invitation, there's no problem at all, they will take you in," Wild Soldier looked at Ren Feng, surprised. "You're not gonna tell me you got invited, are you?"

"That's right," Ren Feng smiled slightly, "It's also a stroke of luck. We came over by cruise, and the cruise just happens to be owned by the Rothschild Clan. He goes by Lawrence and said there's a family gathering two days later."

This made Bai Baichuan and the others' eyes light up.

"If that's the case, the chances indeed are good."

"Another issue, is there a way to get hold of the structure plan of this mansion?" Ren Feng asked.

Without knowing the structure of the building, even if he got in, he wouldn't find his way around.

"That's not a problem, Whale can hack into New York's real estate network and find related information, but once inside, it might be up to you."

"Not just me, Long Yue will also go over. If she doesn't show up, it'll be a giveaway." Ren Feng smiled slightly.

Long Yue nodded, "Lawrence knows I'm his girlfriend. If I don't appear, they'll definitely get suspicious."

"There's also a point that hopefully there aren't any Divine Realm experts inside. While I can disguise my appearance, hiding my aura is difficult," Ren Feng said seriously.

"We'll create an incident before then to lure them away," Bai Baichuan said in a deep voice, "Feilong, this task is yours."

"Alright." The reply came from a skinny, dark-skinned man, with a resolute look of a Huaxia soldier on his face.

"Okay, once we get the structure plan, leave the rest to me." Ren Feng nodded, "Also, I can give you a hand."

Long Yue also said, "After getting what we need, how do we retreat?"

"Simple." Whale drew a building on that paper, "After it's done, send us a message, and we'll ring the bell on this bell tower to take action."

"What action?" Long Yue asked.

"Rouse the snake with a stick," Whale looked at Long Yue, "We'll create confusion so you can take advantage of the chaos to retreat, and then we'll leave the United States."

Ren Feng shook his head, "You've all overlooked something. There are countless experts in New York City. Last night alone, I encountered over a dozen Divine Realm experts. After getting out of the mansion, the key will be how to escape."

At this, Bai Baichuan and the others furrowed their brows.

New York is not like San Francisco. In San Francisco, there's Ailin's support, but in New York, there's no help at all. Ailin's influence doesn't reach New York; at most, she's just an intelligence broker in San Francisco.

"I'll contact the chief to see if he knows anyone."

Ren Feng started dialing, and soon, the chief's voice came through.

"Old buddy, it must be you," the chief laughed heartily on the other end, "What do you want to know now?"

"Do you have any contacts in New York? I need to get something done."

"I do, but this guy's heart can be as black as it gets."

"I don't mind a black heart; I'll whip him into shape."

"Alright, here's his contact. He operates in both the underworld and the legitimate world, but his intelligence isn't confidential. If you buy intelligence from him, he might sell it to someone else the next second. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"I know, I'll handle it."

After hanging up with the chief, it wasn't long before an address and a name were sent over.

Bedford Tavern, Bronx District, New York, Herman.

"I'll head to the Bronx District. You guys gather intel on the nature of the Rothschild family gathering in two days, as detailed as possible. We'll decide on the follow-up plan after I return."

"Sure." Bai Baichuan nodded.

Ren Feng also donned his trench coat and hat.

"Safe travels." Long Yue said from behind.

"Don't worry, they won't catch me," Ren Feng smiled slightly, "If you change spots, just call me."

"Mm."

Bai Baichuan and the others nodded.

After Ren Feng left, Bai Baichuan immediately assigned tasks, "Whale, the intelligence on the family gathering and the structure plan of the mansion are up to you; Feilong, Ironman, Wild Soldier, we'll scout the scene and figure out the layout."

"Alright."

"Then what do I do?" Long Yue asked.

"Long Yue, you absolutely can't have any accidents." Bai Baichuan chuckled, "If something happens to you, even the Dragon Group would have to bear the wrath."

"Yeah," Wild Soldier grinned, "Stay with Whale and compile some data."

Bai Baichuan and the others immediately began changing outfits; they still had US dollars on them.

At the same time, Ren Feng had already left the hotel, hat pulled low.

The autumn streets of New York were bitterly cold; Ren Feng planned to take the subway straight there.

With True Qi masking his face, it would cause people around to forget him as soon as they'd seen him, so there was no need to worry about exposure.

As he brushed past someone and bumped slightly, when that person was about to get angry, Ren Feng inclined his head a bit and kept walking.

"Seriously, can you watch where you're going?"

The person cursed, while Ren Feng's hand now had an extra wallet.

He took all the US dollars out of it and then tossed the wallet away.

Arriving at the subway, everything went smoothly. In a short time, Ren Feng reached the Bronx District.

The Bronx District in New York is mostly inhabited by Black people, and it's the worst-policed area in New York.

Many Black individuals passed by Ren Feng. After some time, Ren Feng found his way to the tavern.

It was a remarkably unremarkable-looking tavern, its exterior shabby, seemingly about to collapse at any moment.

He pushed open the tavern door and walked in; immediately, several Black people raised their heads.

"Hey, buddy, get out! We're not open yet; are you blind?"

A Black man, his face filled with anger, came straight over, intending to push Ren Feng out.

The Black man was tall and broad, reaching out to push Ren Feng, but suddenly, he felt Ren Feng's figure flicker before him, and he hadn't touched him at all. Instead, he stumbled backward and nearly fell.

Ren Feng calmly walked past him, looked at the Black men by the pool table, and spoke mildly, "Is Herman here?"

"Bastard, you got a death wish?"

The Black man behind him, who had gotten up from the floor, raised his fist angrily and swung it at Ren Feng's head from behind.