It can be said that the world only has one treasury worth creating chaos for NHW.

"Brother Lu," Little Fei walked over from the side with light and graceful steps, dressed in a tight black night suit. "Any news yet?"

"Don't worry." Lu Sheng lowered his voice, glanced at the seemingly calm entrance of the bank, but couldn't help but frown. In fact, he was more anxious than anyone else. Since NHW had provoked them, this was the perfect opportunity for Lu Sheng to form a retaliatory organization against NHW.

However, unexpectedly, this time NHW remained motionless.

Glancing at the wristwatch, it was already 11:59, with each passing second marching forward.

Suddenly, a wave of indeterminate foreboding swept over him. Lu Sheng swiftly turned his head towards the main entrance of the bank, only to be dazzled by a beam of bright red light that pierced his left eye, causing a sharp pain and making his eyeball feel sore. He quickly turned and hid behind a pillar.

A fast-moving object sliced through the once calm air, tearing it apart.

Lusheng didn't react immediately, just staring blankly at the person in front of him.

But at the moment of fixing his gaze, all the hairs on his body stood on end.

The little Fei in front of me is staring at me with wide eyes. The fear in his expression is enough to unsettle anyone who looks at him. He tightly covers his neck with both hands, and between his rough, calloused fingers, fresh blood continues to gush out incessantly.

"Yang Fei!"

With Lu Sheng's exclamation, Xiaofei fell backwards like a broken puppet.

Lu Sheng swiftly flashed over and caught him, his hand firmly gripping the back of his neck, supporting his head steadily.

Yang Fei gasped for breath as he looked up, his body trembling uncontrollably, making Lusheng feel as though he couldn't breathe. The hollow, grating sound of his heavy breathing intensified the pain that was already gripping Lusheng's heart.

"Yang Fei! Yang Fei! Shut up!" Lu Sheng shouted at the completely uncontrollable Yang Fei, but no matter how loudly he yelled, he still couldn't control the trembling. Fresh blood soaked Lu Sheng's hand behind his neck, making it even more difficult to restrain the person in front of him.

Suddenly, Lu Sheng felt his hand slip, and this time Yang Fei fell harshly to the ground. Just by looking, one could feel the intense pain, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

"Damn it!" The sudden attack threw Lu Sheng into disarray, and he could feel his heart racing. His only instinctive reaction was to quickly raise his hand and press the communicator on his ear, shouting, "We're under attack! Yang Fei is injured!"

"What?! How is he doing now?" Came the electronically-toned male voice through the communicator.

"I don't know, he has been covering it all along-"

As soon as the words were spoken, Yang Fei, trembling on the ground, suddenly stopped shaking. His eyes were on the verge of popping out of their sockets, filled with bloodshot veins caused by suffocation.

Lu Sheng, still trembling with fear, cautiously pulled his hand away. A clear bullet hole had pierced directly through Yang Fei's throat, exploding into a bloody flower.

After enduring several seconds of agony, Yang Fei had already completely suffocated and passed out.

His hand began to tremble uncontrollably, and Lusheng collapsed like a rag doll behind the stone pillar, his eyes wide open. He gasped for air heavily, but no matter what, he couldn't calm his already on the verge of collapsing heart.

Yang Fei is dead...

On the other end of the communication device, there was complete silence, as if no one could accept this sudden turn of events.

Suddenly, there were several sharp sounds of air being torn apart. Lu Sheng watched as several metallic bullets landed on the ground near his feet.

As the last trace of composure as a soldier, he forcefully cast aside the pain of his dear friend's passing and gritted his teeth, shouting into the earpiece:

"NHW has launched an attack! Everyone, get into position!"