freenovelworld Chapter 454 Su Ming’s Deep Meaning
Chapter 454 Su Ming’s Deep Meaning
Su Ming didn't move. His heartbeat remained steady, his eyes unwavering. In truth, he had already grasped his opponent's psychology. The enemy wasn't actually forcing him, but rather attempting to force him to reveal flaws through verbal threats. Su Ming knew full well that the enemy didn't have the power to kill him directly, relying instead on bait and encirclement, waiting for him to make a mistake.
He smiled faintly and whispered, "Your plan is good, but it seems to have overlooked some details." He paused, turned slightly, and looked directly at one of the shadows. His tone became calm and oppressive, "Do you think I will really sit there and wait for death?"
The shadowy figure was stunned for a moment. He had clearly not expected Su Ming to speak so suddenly, and there was no trace of fear in his words. The others around him also seemed to waver, their confidence beginning to crack.
"What do you have in mind?" The man was obviously trying to calm down, but there was a hint of hesitation in his tone.
"What can I do?" Su Ming's eyes flashed with a sneer, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "I tell you, there are people at the back door. You are surrounded."
Almost immediately after he finished speaking, several shadowy figures suddenly emerged from the back door, their weapons gleaming coldly in the dim light. They didn't rush to fire, but instead quickly took up advantageous attacking positions, forming a new encirclement.
The other men in black were stunned, looking at each other, as if they hadn't expected Su Ming to make such an arrangement. In that moment of stunned silence, Su Ming had already moved like the wind, his gun drawn in an instant, and almost without hesitation, he aimed at the man in black standing in front.
"Enough of your psychological warfare," Su Ming said coldly, his gun pointed steadily at the enemy's chest. "Now, I am in control of this game."
A flash of panic flashed in the black-clad man's eyes, and he quickly reacted, turning and trying to flee. But Su Ming's gun had already fired, and then another enemy fell to the ground, the intense pain making it impossible for him to stand.
Su Ming's gun was already pointed at the enemy ahead, but he didn't fire immediately. His fingers trembled slightly, his heartbeat steady, but his mind raced. Killing was clearly not his priority. He needed to confuse the enemy and create greater opportunities, not expose all his cards prematurely.
The enemy was still struggling in that moment of shock. The atmosphere instantly grew tense, but then froze in a moment of hesitation. Su Ming's eyes remained calm; he hadn't lost his composure in this complex game. He shifted his gun slightly as he quickly assessed the most likely threat and adjusted his tactics.
"You are chasing me so closely, shouldn't you give me some room to choose?" He said softly, with a hint of provocation in his tone, but still calm, as if he was facing a meaningless game rather than a critical moment of life and death.
He didn't give the enemy time to respond, but suddenly moved the muzzle of his gun towards one of the men in black who was trying to turn and escape. A flash of fear flashed in the man's eyes, but he immediately tried to hide it, pretending to be calm and waving his hand: "Don't be impulsive!"
Su Ming didn't stop. He chuckled softly, "I'm not impulsive. You are."
His words were like a whip, lashing out at the enemy's heart. The enemy was clearly caught in an internal struggle, his outward calm contrasting with his inner panic. At this moment, Su Ming knew that the psychological advantage had begun to shift.
"What exactly do you want to do?" The man in black who spoke earlier finally couldn't help but ask, his voice a little hurried, his eyes full of doubt and uneasiness.
Su Ming slowly raised his head, a playful glint in his eyes, his lips curled slightly. His gaze met his enemy's, their hearts beating in sync, filled with a sense of oppression.
"I'm looking for someone." He answered simply, his tone calm but with a sense of oppression, as if stating a matter-of-fact fact. "You are my obstacle, not my goal."
A flicker of surprise crossed the black-clad man's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by another emotion. He turned his head, as if searching for something, as if to confirm the truth of Su Ming's words. Su Ming knew this was a trap he had devised—pretending to be searching for someone, exploiting his enemy's thirst for information and suspicion to force them to make a choice.
"Is the person you are looking for right here?" The voice of the man in black was no longer steady, revealing a slight nervousness.
"What do you think?" Su Ming's voice was understated, yet it held a threat that was hard to ignore. "I'm not looking for an ordinary person, but your presence provides me with an answer."
Every word Su Ming spoke seemed to strike at the enemy's fragile psychological defenses. The men in black exchanged bewilderment, their tacit understanding beginning to crumble as suspicion and unease quietly spread. Su Ming's tactic had clearly worked; through the pretense of "finding someone," he had successfully caused the enemy to waver psychologically.
He stood there, his gaze still as cold as ice, yet his mind was already plotting the next move. He knew the enemy would try to break this deadlock, seeking a loophole. But he also understood that the most important thing at this moment wasn't to defeat them immediately, but to control the situation and seize the initiative. Through these unobtrusive words and actions, Su Ming gradually penetrated their hearts.
"If you're really looking for someone," the man in black said with a hint of doubt in his voice, "then why are you wasting your time here?"
Su Ming's lips curled up slightly, his eyes gleaming with a bright light. "Can you tell I wasted my time?" His tone was as calm as his actions, yet with an undeniable sense of oppression. "My time is worthless to you, but to me, it's the most precious thing."
The enemy clearly failed to fully grasp Su Ming's deeper meaning. In this tense moment, Su Ming calmly continued his psychological warfare, his words perfectly tapping into the enemy's unconscious blind spots. The enemy was almost constantly questioning their situation, unsure whether Su Ming was recruiting or setting up a trap to suppress them.
"However, you don't intend to let me continue searching, right?" Su Ming's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his voice was soft but unusually heavy.
The black-clothed men's expressions changed, and a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes. Su Ming could sense that at this moment, their hearts had actually begun to waver.