Chapter 839

"What... what exactly do you want to do?"

Not knowing the changes happening outside the carriage, the freckled Prince was shrinking on the carriage seat, looking at Li Ang sitting opposite with some fear, and scolded sternly:

"Don't think that just because you are from the Cleanup Bureau, you can... can mess around!"

"There is an agreement between the Royal Family and the Cleanup Bureau. You... if you do something to me, not only will the Royal Family pursue your crime, but investigators from the Cleanup Bureau will come down and severely punish you!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Too lazy to pay attention to Watching Watching Qiaoshuya's tickling-like threat, Li Ang was currently touching a section of goat horn protruding from his cuff, carefully checking the situation near the Wang Gong.

Looking out through the carriage wall, in the soul vision shared by the Black Goat, clusters of flexible flames of varying depths were jumping steadily as before. The streets around the Wang Gong were all normal, and there was no obvious abnormality.

It seems the rebels did it quite covertly and didn't attract any attention. The Wang Gong side was still completely unprepared and didn't notice the actions on their side at all. Everything was going smoothly so far.

In addition, more than a hundred rebel members who had received certain military training and were the most elite had also successfully mixed into the vicinity.

Compared with the stable soul flames of ordinary citizens, the soul flames of these rebels preparing to attack the Wang Gong were obviously much more "lively," jumping uneasily and excitedly.

Although because of the patrolling guards and guard posts, these people couldn't really get close to the Wang Gong, and couldn't even enter the square directly opposite the Wang Gong, they could only stay on the outer streets further away.

Since the manpower is already in place...

After looking at the soul flames that were eager to try, and looking at the Wang Gong that was still completely un-tense, Li Ang could not help but clench his fists hard.

Then it's stable!

Next, as long as I successfully enter the Wang Gong and bring Lu Ke, who can control other people's bodies, in, and help him "replace" the Wang Gong's guard captain, these rebel members who were prepared in advance can immediately cross the square and attack the Wang Gong.

Although more than a hundred people sound a bit small, for this kind of "inside and outside cooperation" situation, it is completely enough. Bringing a bunch of people to line up in front of the Wang Gong and then shouting to rush in is not called a coup, it's called sending heads.

People who often launch coups should know that a real armed coup only requires a small elite force to raid, quickly control the main targets and a group of threatening key personnel, and before everyone reacts, get things done completely, and it will be a success.

The difficulty of this matter lies in how to avoid the guards, hide this small elite force, and suddenly attack after bringing it to a sufficiently fatal distance, and how to suppress the resistance of the hostile forces and quickly stabilize the subsequent situation after completing the armed raid, rather than how to break into the Wang Gong.

These preparations should all be done before moving. When it is time to really move, from beginning to end, one or two hours is completely enough. If it is longer, it is equivalent to announcing the failure of the action.

After all, others are not fools. Here, the horses and cannons are clearly displayed, and the Royal Palace is attacked by a crowd. Even if the commander of the Royal Capital garrison is stupid, it is impossible not to have any reaction at all.

And small tricks like digging off the roadbed and blocking the streets have no meaning in front of the army that is dispatched in a formation. At most, they can only delay it for a while. Being able to fight for two hours is already walking on dog shit luck.

According to the distance between the Wang Gong and the garrison camp, if they can't rush over in an hour and a half, the old King can jump up from the wheelchair, first strangle the general who brought the troops to death, and then strangle himself who let a pig sit in such an important position.

So I have to speed up a bit!

After going through the plan in his heart and confirming that there were no obvious omissions, Li Ang loosened his fingers holding the goat horn and revealed a kind smile.

"Prince Watching Watching Qiaoshuya."

In the freckled Prince's suspicious and uncertain expression, Li Ang, who usually didn't have a good face for him, reached out and pointed under the two people's feet, and reminded him gently:

"Your shoelace is untied."

Huh?

Upon hearing Li Ang's words, the freckled Prince was slightly startled, then instinctively bowed forward and looked at his feet.

And Li Ang sitting opposite him, the moment he leaned forward to look, took out a small silver hammer lined with soft pads at the end from his cuff.

Lu Ke, the anomalous object holder "created" by the Water Bottle Director, can take over the other party's body with his own consciousness after the other party faints. But before the director went to the Dream World, according to the practice, she left an anomalous object in the Wang Gong, which can isolate this kind of "invasion" at the anomalous level.

So there must be a person who "faints" to carry Lu Ke's consciousness in advance, bring Lu Ke into the Wang Gong, so that he has the opportunity to knock the Wang Gong guard captain unconscious and borrow his identity to transfer the Wang Gong guards.

And only when most of the guards are transferred away can the more than a hundred rebel members ambushed on the outer streets have the opportunity to drive straight in and catch the old King in one fell swoop.

As for this person who faints... who else but Watching Watching Qiaoshuya?

However, just when Li Ang swung the small silver hammer and was ready to help the freckled Prince have a good sleep, for some reason, the carriage the two were riding in suddenly slowed down, and then shook violently.

Facing this sudden emergency brake, Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who was leaning forward to look at his feet, naturally took off from the seat, pounced forward, and hit the empty seat beside Li Ang with his head, even breaking his nose.

Feeling the sharp pain from the bridge of his nose and smelling the bloody smell from his nose, the freckled Prince just wanted to curse, but heard a muffled sound from behind him.

Hearing the movement, Watching Watching Qiaoshuya turned his head in surprise, and then discovered with incomparable horror that someone was holding the hammer used to knock the clock in the assembly, and smashed it into the seat he was originally sitting on, smashing a big hole in the soft leather chair.

And looking at the trajectory of his hammer, if it weren't for the sudden emergency brake of the carriage, this solid hammer would definitely have smashed directly onto his head!

"You, you, you... what... what are you going to do?!!!"

Looking at Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who was scared and numb on the opposite side and started stuttering, Li Ang's face could not help but reveal a look of embarrassment.

Although he had already decided on an armed coup and threw Watching Watching Qiaoshuya to the other side of the sea to marry a monkey, it was really awkward to engage in "assassination" in front of people and fail and be discovered.

"That... what..."

Looking at Watching Watching Qiaoshuya's terrified expression, Li Ang looked at the small silver hammer stuck in the seat and said embarrassedly:

"Do you think my hammer looks good?"

"..."

I look at a fart! Even if it's a fool, at this time, he should know that you are ready to use this thing to hammer me, right?!

It seems that it is definitely impossible to fool him...

Looking at the cheap little brother-in-law on the opposite side who couldn't be said to be suspicious, but could only be said not to believe even a punctuation mark, Li Ang sighed, then grabbed Watching Watching Qiaoshuya who was desperately prying the carriage door, and silently clenched his fists.

Forget it, I'm used to it.

My luck has always been poor, and it's strange that the plan can proceed normally without any accidents. But this hammer didn't hit him, which is actually irrelevant...

It's the same to knock him unconscious.