"Finally here, huh?"
Even Fei Peilie could sense Night Five's arrival, let alone Teng Yun Geshang.
As the second-in-command within the Umbrella, aside from Konstantin, he was arguably the person who understood Night Five best.
This elite combat squad signified one thing: slaughter. Unless the fight came down to the last member standing, they would not cease their killing until the mission was complete, or until they shed the last drop of blood — only then would they sheath their blades.
They were like a double-edged sword that could not retreat without drawing blood. Night Five had always been something Teng Yun Geshang coveted deeply. Many times, he had attempted to wrest them away from Konstantin's grasp, but each attempt had ended in failure.
This deadly war machine was tightly held by Konstantin, giving Teng Yun Geshang no opportunity to touch it.
