Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 468 With a Sneer



Chapter 468 With a Sneer

Despite this, his movements remained incredibly agile. He changed direction without hesitation at every turn, avoiding any lurking enemy. His figure vanished into the darkness like a ghost, even his footsteps silent. His seemingly innate reflexes and keen observation allowed him to navigate this hostile space with ease.

However, the closer he got to the core area, the more he could feel the invisible pressure closing in. He knew the enemy had noticed his movements and could launch a search at any moment.

"We must hurry. We can't delay any longer," Su Ming muttered to himself, his eyes becoming sharper. He quickened his pace, each step as swift as the wind, leaving almost no trace. The tension in the air grew palpable. Every wire and shadow seemed to be silently fighting against him. He could even feel his heartbeat accelerating. Yet, in this perilous situation, he remained unwavering.

"Bear with it for a while." He lowered his voice and silently calculated the distance in his mind.

Just as he turned a corner, he heard hurried footsteps from behind. His body reacted instinctively, and he quickly turned and hid in the shadows of a small room next door. The door was ajar, and Su Ming slipped in without hesitation, hiding behind it.

The people outside seemed to be getting closer and closer, and I could even hear them talking in low voices.

"Have you heard? That Su Ming is really a ghost-like guy. He can disappear from our sight every time." A voice with a hint of laughter came, obviously with some sarcasm about Su Ming's body movements.

"No matter how powerful he is, he is just a lone wolf. He can hide for a while, but not forever. Don't forget, we will always be the final winner." Another voice was cold and obviously full of unquestionable confidence.

Su Ming could tell that the two men seemed unaware that he was lurking near them. He could almost feel every inch of air as they moved, his keen ears picking up every little change. He clenched his teeth, practically hearing his own heartbeat pounding in his ears, and a plan flashed through his mind.

The enemy was gradually approaching his hiding place. Su Ming's eyes were as sharp as a knife. He knew that if he waited any longer, the risk of being exposed would increase. His mind raced, and he made a decision.

"Right now," he whispered to himself, suddenly opened the door, and pounced on the two people behind him. His movements were as fast as thunder, with almost no warning.

Before the two men could react, Su Ming grabbed them by the collar and pulled them into the room. His combined strength and agility made this move virtually unimpeded. Seizing the opportunity, Su Ming quickly gagged one of the men, strangling him with one hand while firmly grasping his wrist with the other.

"Shut up." Su Ming threatened in a low voice. He could almost feel the other party's panic and anxiety, but he still maintained a calm tone. His tone was low and dangerous. "If you want to live, just obey."

Another enemy tried to break free, but Su Ming quickly stopped him. In that instant, his movements were as swift as lightning, completely subduing both of them. His eyes grew even colder and more resolute. His heartbeat had become unusually steady, and he seemed to have entered a state of transcendence. No fear, no hesitation, only pure action.

"How many companions do you have?" Su Ming spoke calmly. His voice was very low, carrying an intimidating force that could not be ignored.

Deep fear flashed in the eyes of the two men, yet they remained silent. Su Ming showed no sign of retreating, instead strengthening his resolve. He no longer relied on intelligence provided by others, but instead intended to uncover the truth of this game himself.

"Tell me, where are your companions?" He lowered his voice again with a hint of sneer.

After repeated interrogation, the two enemies finally gave in under pressure and revealed some of their information. Although they remained vigilant, they could not avoid Su Ming's interrogation.

Su Ming's mood remained subdued and tense, but in that instant, his goal seemed to become clear. As the two enemies lowered their heads, a sneer flashed through Su Ming's mind. Although this game had been fraught with danger from the outset, he now began to feel that he was taking the initiative. Retracting his attention, he glanced at the two men one last time to ensure they were not planning any unexpected moves, then turned and prepared to leave.

At that moment, he suddenly had a strong premonition: his master, Zheng Yaoxian, might be nearby. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he could almost hear the sound of his blood rushing, and a complex wave of emotions emerged in his heart. Zheng Yaoxian had always been his most important support, but now, with the changing situation, Su Ming was filled with more anxiety and uncertainty. He still didn't understand his master's situation. Although he could always see a hint of determination in his eyes, there were many unknown secrets hidden behind it that Su Ming couldn't predict.

"Master..." he whispered to himself, a flicker of determination in his eyes. Although he hadn't had enough time to reflect on the past, the memories lingered in his mind. Zheng Yaoxian always exuded a convincing calmness and strength. But what lay behind that strength, Su Ming had no idea.

The air outside was still oppressive, almost suffocating. The tension in the air seemed to instantly infect Su Ming, his heartbeat quickening with every step he took. He knew that if he didn't meet Zheng Yaoxian immediately, the consequences could be even more unpredictable. At this moment, he wasn't sure whether to meet his master or face a greater dilemma, his heart filled with conflicting emotions.

At the end of the corridor, a light flickered faintly. It was a temporary checkpoint, and that was where he and Zheng Yaoxian had agreed to meet. Every second of waiting felt like torture, but when he finally stepped into the empty room, he suddenly saw Zheng Yaoxian standing there, looking at him quietly, a calm smile on his face.

"Master." Su Ming's voice was low, his heart silent, yet it felt as if countless emotions were rushing through him simultaneously. Before he could utter any more, Zheng Yaoxian nodded slightly, signaling him to be quiet.


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