Swish, swish, swish!
Upon hearing Xiao Zheng's command, the ten members of the Futu squad hidden in the bushes darted out like leopards.
This sudden scene startled the Demon Shield Bureau agents, and their metal-fingered leader screamed, "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
As he spoke, he retreated backward, displaying extremely swift reflexes.
The other Demon Shield Bureau agents weren't as skilled as he was and were momentarily stunned.
By then, the Futu squad had already made their move.
Zhao Weiguo, like a fierce tiger, suddenly lunged at a Demon Shield Bureau agent, grabbed a dagger, and stabbed forward.
In the dim night, the flash of cold steel was quick, and the dagger pierced the agent's neck.
