Tonight belonged to Zhao Wen Kang's glorious moment.
Magnificent lights blanketed the entire venue, and the luxurious decorations showcased power and wealth. Merchants and dignitaries from all walks of life gathered, toasting and chatting amidst laughter and clamor. But beneath this ostentation, imperceptible undercurrents were lurking.
The Xiao（Dawn） Organization's operation had fully commenced.
Bang led the assassination squad, already having infiltrated the crowd. Their sole target was Zhao Wen Kang's life.
Black Bear, on the other hand, led another team directly towards Zhao Wen Kang's residence, preparing to carry out a robbery. This squad consisted of six individuals, each with their own role:
Ghost Hand, skilled in lock picking and safe cracking.
Signal, proficient in electronic devices, responsible for jamming surveillance and communications.
Night Shadow, adept at concealment and disguise, able to shield the team from enemy sight in the shadows.
Cover, always ready to deal with unexpected situations and provide support for the team.
Black Bear and Mastiff would bring up the rear, responsible for the breakout, ensuring a smooth retreat after the operation.
At the same time, the police had also quietly deployed their forces. Chief Gong led the team, stationed to await the opportune moment.
The night was like a curtain, the wind still and the waves calm.
The celebration officially began. Zhao Wen Kang, dressed in a black suit, exuded a sense of composure and dominance. He stood at the center of the stage, his smile confident, displaying the aura of a king. Lana, holding his arm, wore an exquisite gown, radiant and noble, like a queen.
The two raised their scissors, symbolizing the brilliant future of the Zhao Group.
Thunderous applause erupted, and cheers rose and fell.
But—
Bang stood within the crowd, his gaze coldly fixed on Zhao Wen Kang on the stage. His hand gently pressed against the weapon in his chest, his heartbeat steady as a drum.
Lin Zhe was also in the crowd, his gaze unwavering as he locked onto Zhao Wen Kang, waiting for the optimal moment to act.
At this moment, Lana's eyes swept across the audience, glancing over the unfamiliar faces hidden within the crowd.
The corners of her lips slightly curved upward, as if she had noticed something.
She knew that tonight would change everyone's destiny…