Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 487 Clean and neat

Su Ming nodded, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him. He understood that while this basement had temporarily evaded the enemy's pursuit, it was only temporary. The enemy would soon be upon them, and they didn't have time to waste.

"We must find the entrance to the deeper level as soon as possible." Su Ming said, determination flashing in his eyes.

The man didn't argue, but nodded silently. The two men moved again, passing a corner of the basement and arriving at a deeper passage. Su Ming's heart grew heavier, knowing that every step before him could be the difference between life and death.

"Master." At this moment, Su Ming suddenly stopped and muttered to himself.

The man turned around and frowned slightly. "What's wrong?"

Su Ming's gaze grew hazy, and a wave of inexplicable emotion welled up within him. He recalled his master, Zheng Yaoxian, and his teachings and instructions. His master had always been so calm and decisive, and the success of every mission depended on his wisdom and decisiveness. But now, Su Ming felt an unprecedented loneliness. He wondered if he was ready to face this crisis and shoulder all that his master had once shouldered for him.

"Master..." Su Ming called again in a low voice, with a hint of unspeakable emotion in his tone.

The man looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say much, just sighed softly. "What you have to do is survive. Remember, only by surviving can you fulfill your mission."

Su Ming's heart trembled. The man's words were like a flash of lightning, splitting the confusion in his heart. Live. Only by living can I fulfill my mission. The master's voice echoed in his ears, as if giving him an invisible power.

He took a deep breath, his gaze becoming more determined. "I understand."

The man nodded, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. "Let's go, Su Ming. You don't have time to hesitate."

Su Ming said nothing more. His steps became firm again as he walked forward. Each step was filled with determination, each step was filled with longing for the future. He knew that he was no longer the confused teenager, but a warrior with a mission to fulfill. No matter how dangerous the road ahead, he must face it head-on.

"The target area is just ahead." The man whispered, a hint of urgency in his eyes. "We're almost there."

Su Ming's eyes flickered slightly, his inner anxiety gripping his heart like an invisible hand. He gripped the small gun tightly, his expression intensely focused. With every step, the gravel beneath his feet seemed to issue a warning. He knew at this moment that Zheng Yaoxian's condition was critical. If he didn't get him out in time, the consequences would be disastrous.

Zheng Yaoxian turned around, as if sensing the approach from behind. He frowned slightly, a flicker of alarm in his eyes, but it quickly vanished. His hawk-like eyes swept over Su Ming, their expression devoid of any emotion, as if he were accustomed to such dangers and intrigues. Only the corner of his eye twitched slightly, the pain from his wound.

"You're here." Zheng Yaoxian's voice was low and a little hoarse, and every word he said seemed to be spoken with all his strength.

Su Ming didn't answer. He took a few steps closer and stood beside Zheng Yaoxian. At this point, there was no room for further conversation between the two sides, as time didn't allow them to waste a single second. Zheng Yaoxian clearly knew he had reached his limit and couldn't delay any longer.

"Hold on for now." Su Ming's voice radiated undeniable calmness and resolve. His eyes never left Zheng Yaoxian's wound, and his hand reached for his waist. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the bloodstained area. It was a gunshot wound, small but profound, with blood soaking through the clothing. The bright red blood seemed to remind them that time was running out.

Zheng Yaoxian didn't resist, nor did he betray any pain. His eyes held a complex emotion. It was the calmness of a seasoned warrior, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"You really don't know when to stop." Su Ming's lips curled up slightly, but there was no smile. "You are courting death."

Zheng Yaoxian chuckled lightly. That smile was somewhat desolate, and it seemed as if he could hear the helplessness and concern in it. "Looking for death? It's not like I haven't died before."

"If you don't die this time, how can I take you away?" Su Ming lowered his head and touched the wound with his fingertips. Scabs had already formed above those tiny wounds, but blood was still slowly oozing out.

"Don't you think what we need most right now isn't nonsense?" Zheng Yaoxian's tone was relaxed, but his eyes revealed deep fatigue. "Hurry up, I don't have time to waste with you."

Su Ming remained silent, his movements swift and decisive. His words were merely a way of masking his inner anxiety. Looking at Zheng Yaoxian's once-robust face, now pale, Su Ming's heart tightened. Zheng Yaoxian, no matter how much blood and scars covered his body, still struck him as powerful and dangerous. And this strength was something he couldn't ignore.

Zheng Yaoxian said no more, his eyes still scanning his surroundings warily. The surroundings were unusually quiet, as if everything was swallowed up by the city's stillness. But Su Ming knew that this silence was only an illusion. Whether it was their conversation or Zheng Yaoxian's injuries, it was all just the calm before the storm.

Finally, Su Ming quickly bandaged Zheng Yaoxian's wound with the bandage he had brought with him. Although his movements were quick, he remained cautious, as if he was afraid to hurt the man. Despite his impatience, Zheng Yaoxian looked at him at this moment, his eyes calm and clear, as if he had everything under control.

"I'm afraid you overestimated yourself this time." Zheng Yaoxian's voice was low and slow, carrying a threat that could not be ignored.

Su Ming raised his eyes and glanced at him, his lips curled up slightly: "Do you want me to save you, or do you want you to die here?"

Zheng Yaoxian didn't respond immediately. He simply narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze seemingly piercing the night sky, resting on an invisible place in the distance. His eyes held no despair, but rather a calm resolve. Su Ming knew that Zheng Yaoxian's character meant he would never yield to any hardship.

"Don't waste time," Zheng Yaoxian whispered, then bent his knees slightly and stood up with difficulty. Blood was still dripping from the wound, but he showed no fear and was even more determined than usual.

"The fact that you can stand up proves that you don't really want to die." Su Ming stared at him intently.