C341 The Treasury

Twenty minutes later...

Amidst his own silly chuckles, Han Feng reached the bank.

He parked his car a few meters from the bank's entrance.

Staring at the bank's closed doors, Han Feng fished out a cigarette and lit it.

"Hu..." With trembling lips, he exhaled a murky breath, struggling to soothe his racing heart.

"This is... a bank robbery..." he muttered under his breath