The curve of Lu Zhaoming's lips was like the cold glint of the Grim Reaper's scythe, making Ghost Hand's chrysanthemum clench, almost causing him to "die on the spot."

His eyes clearly said, "Buddy, your life is in my hands now."

"Tsk tsk, these days, 'loyal dogs protecting their masters' is all the rage?" Lu Zhaoming clicked his tongue and gestured towards the dark mass of people. "Too bad, your master is in dire straits right now, what are you doing getting involved?"

Big Bear's voice is so loud it could knock your ears off from a great distance.

He led his elite squad, charging in aggressively like a pack of tigers descending from the mountain.

"Lu Zhaoming! You've chosen the path to hell when there's one! Today, I'll show you why flowers are so red!"

Lu Zhaoming picked at his ear, looking completely nonchalant: "Oh, a cultured bear, huh? What a pity, your entrance was terrible!"

He knew in his heart that now was not the time for a direct confrontation. Saving lives was the priority, but intelligence was even more important.

"Brother Mouse, take Liu Feng with you! Remember, don't take the main road, find a hidden route, safety first." Lu Zhaoming lowered his voice and quickly gave instructions, "Little Tiger is in your care, stay by his side every step of the way, understand?"

On Brother Mouse's usually shrewd face, a rare serious expression appeared: "Understood! Don't worry, Brother Zhaoming, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Lu Zhaoming patted Liu Feng on the shoulder, his eyes filled with seriousness: "When I get back, I will definitely solve your problem completely."

Liu Feng nodded weakly, his eyes filled with complex emotions: gratitude, guilt, and a hint of barely concealed fear.

Watching Brother Mouse leave with Liu Feng and Xiao Hu, Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath, his eyes instantly sharpening.

"Big Bear, I'll play with you today!"

He moved swiftly and disappeared into the complex factory terrain.

Big Bear led his men into the workshop, only to find it empty.

"Where is he?!" he roared, his voice echoing in the empty workshop.

"Brother Xiong, there are footprints over here!" a mercenary said, pointing to the marks on the ground.

The bear followed the footprints, winding its way deeper and deeper into the darkness.

"Hmph, trying to play tricks? No way!" Big Bear sneered and sped up.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them.

"Lu Zhaoming! Where do you think you're going!" Big Bear roared, raising his weapon.

However, when he rushed closer, he discovered that it was just a mannequin dressed in Lu Zhaoming's clothes.

"Damn it!" Big Bear roared in fury, "We've been tricked!"

With the "time delay" activated, Lu Zhaoming used the system to precisely calculate each step.

He moved like a cunning cheetah in the shadows, constantly setting up false targets to confuse the bear.

Just as Big Bear was getting furious, Mouse Brother's anxious voice came through the communicator.

"Brother Zhaoming! Something terrible has happened! Xiaohu has secretly followed us! He's broken into the factory all by himself!"

Lu Zhaoming's heart sank, and he cursed inwardly, "Oh no."

This little tiger is such a worry!

He immediately changed direction and rushed towards where Xiaohu was.

In a corner of the workshop, Xiao Hu was surrounded by several mercenaries.

Although he was skilled, he was outnumbered and had already sustained injuries.

"Don't come any closer! Or I'll fight you to the death!" Little Tiger roared, the dagger in his hand gleaming coldly.

"Heh heh, you little brat, you've got some guts." A mercenary grinned maliciously. "But you're not getting away today!"

Just as Xiaohu was about to give up, a figure suddenly descended from the sky, like a war god.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a few muffled thuds, the mercenaries who were besieging Xiaohu were sent flying like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground and falling still.

Lu Zhaoming pulled Xiaohu behind him and coldly surveyed the surroundings.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Hu shook his head, his eyes full of stubbornness: "I'm fine! Brother, I..."

"Do you know how dangerous this is?!" Lu Zhaoming reprimanded sternly. "Do you think playing the hero will solve the problem?!"

Xiao Hu lowered his head, not daring to speak. He knew he was wrong, but he was more worried about his brother's safety.

"Don't do that again!" Lu Zhaoming sighed, his tone softening slightly. "Do you hear me?"

Xiao Hu nodded, his voice barely audible: "I heard you."

After dealing with Xiao Hu's troubles, Lu Zhaoming led him to meet up with Brother Mouse.

He retrieved a detailed plan from Ghost Hand, quickly glanced through it, and his expression turned serious.

"Lin Shuang is about to launch a full-scale war..." he muttered to himself, "It will happen in three days, and the target is... the entire Sanctuary Alliance!"

"What?!" Brother Mouse exclaimed in surprise, "What is this crazy woman trying to do?!"

Liu Feng asked weakly, "What do we do next?"

Lu Zhaoming pondered for a moment, his eyes resolute: "Save the people first, then break the deadlock."

He raised his head and looked into the distance. The night was deep, as if countless dangers were lurking within.

"We must stop Lin Shuang before she takes action..."

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, Liu Feng suddenly clutched his chest and let out a heart-wrenching cough, as unpleasant as a broken bellows.

Immediately afterwards, with a "plop," a mouthful of black blood gushed out, splashing onto the ground and emitting a nauseating stench.

"Holy crap, what's going on?!" Brother Rat jumped in fright, almost dropping the gun in his hand.

Lu Zhaoming's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the swaying Liu Feng and touched him. His hand was icy cold, as if he were holding a block of ice.

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