Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 506 Will He Live Until Now?

The corridor outside the door was dim and narrow, and every step seemed to hold unknown danger. Su Ming leaned against the wall, taking light steps. His heartbeat grew increasingly rapid, and he felt that every second was being forced to make a decision. The tense atmosphere made it impossible for him to calm down, and his thoughts were almost consumed by these sudden crises, but he forced himself to focus and think about his next move.

A faint sound came from the end of the corridor. Su Ming held his breath and quickly dodged to the side. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, assessing the enemy's movements. Seconds later, a man in black approached from the corner of the corridor, a pistol in hand, and he surveyed his surroundings with alertness. Su Ming sensed the other man's nervousness, but he himself remained unfazed.

The enemy, apparently unaware of Su Ming's presence, continued forward. As the man passed his hiding spot, Su Ming quietly followed, keeping pace behind him, his footsteps landing silently on the cold, hard ground. With each step, he tried to make no sound, even holding his breath.

Finally, an iron door appeared at the end of the corridor, and faint light and sounds came from behind it. Su Ming stopped, his eyes as dark as the night. He knew that Zheng Yaoxian was trapped behind that door, and he had to act immediately, breaking free from all restraints without hesitation.

He quickly approached the door and reached out to grope for the handle. The lock was simple, and his fingers manipulated it with ease. Seconds later, the door swung open. The scene inside was unexpectedly peaceful. In the dim light, Zheng Yaoxian sat with his back against the wall, his eyes closed, his face pale, clearly severely injured. His wounds had been left untreated, and blood soaked through his clothes, dripping onto the ground.

Seeing this, Su Ming's heart tightened, and he almost rushed forward, but he knew he couldn't reveal any traces. He approached Zheng Yaoxian and whispered, "Master, I'm here."

Zheng Yaoxian opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of fatigue and confusion in his eyes, but he quickly regained consciousness, with a flash of gratitude and surprise in his eyes: "Su Ming...you are here..." His voice was hoarse, as if even speaking required great strength.

"Shut up, don't talk." Su Ming ordered in a low voice. He reached out to check Zheng Yaoxian's injuries and found that the wound needed to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise he might fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

"Hurry, we have to go." Su Ming made a quick decision. He reached out and helped Zheng Yaoxian up, carefully supporting him. Although Zheng Yaoxian was seriously injured, he remained calm and did not panic. The tacit understanding between the two of them needed no further explanation.

Su Ming rechecked his surroundings, ensuring there were no other enemies, before cautiously leading Zheng Yaoxian out the door. Every step required extreme caution; he had to evacuate quickly and quietly to avoid attracting anyone's attention.

However, during this stealth operation, Su Ming's heart gradually calmed down. Every step he took was a fulfillment of his past decisions, and every step was a fulfillment of his promise to his master, Zheng Yaoxian. Although the road was still tortuous and the darkness ahead still shrouded them, at least, at this moment, they were no longer alone.

Finally, Su Ming led Zheng Yaoxian out of the dangerous building. Streetlights were faintly visible in the distance, and the night was still deep. But no matter how dark it was, the road ahead was still full of hope.

"Master, let's go." Su Ming said in a low voice, his tone as firm as iron.

Zheng Yaoxian nodded gently. Although he looked tired, a hint of relief flickered in his eyes. "Okay, let's go."

Zheng Yaoxian... was injured.

The words were unadorned, simply stating a single fact: he had been injured in a firefight with the enemy and was in critical condition. No further details were mentioned, as if the name itself was enough to draw sufficient attention. Each word was like a bombshell, hitting Su Ming's heart and causing his heartbeat to accelerate.

This was no ordinary injury. This was his former comrade, Zheng Yaoxian, who had fought alongside him. The man whose eyes always gleamed with a sharp light, whose character was calm and stern. That name, like a needle, pierced Su Ming's heart. Although he had long since bid farewell to the past, and let go of everything connected with the undercurrents of the struggle, this brief message today was like an invisible rope, pulling him back to that world of blood and secrets.

He sighed softly, slowly folded the newspaper, and gazed into the distance with a slightly confused look. The bustle of the city around him was as usual, but he seemed to be in a cold blank, his thoughts drawn back to the past - a time full of secrets and dangers, a long time he and Zheng Yaoxian had walked side by side.

At that time, their positions and responsibilities seemed worlds apart. Zheng Yaoxian was his direct superior, the one who always remained calm and rational, while he, Su Ming, was merely a peripheral liaison, responsible for simple intelligence gathering and exchange. Whenever a mission reached its most crucial moment, Zheng Yaoxian would always appear in an unpredictable way, resolving any dilemma. His eyes seemed to have a penetrating depth and calmness that seemed to see through everything, and no matter the circumstances, he always maintained that impassive composure.

Yet, it was this composure, this cold, unsentimental air, that Su Ming still remembers—that dark night when Zheng Yaoxian was entrusted with the task of leading them through the enemy blockade. That night, they were nearly surrounded, yet Zheng Yaoxian never lost his composure. Despite the perilous situation, he remained remarkably attentive, making precise decisions through meticulous observation and judgment, leading them out of the shadow of death. Su Ming was just a small-time figure, newly minted, and Zheng Yaoxian guided them on every mission. Countless times back then, Su Ming wondered if he would be alive today without Zheng Yaoxian.

However, as the mission progressed, Zheng Yaoxian's figure gradually faded, disappearing from their sight. At that time, Su Ming still remembered Zheng Yaoxian's simple words to him after the mission was completed: "You are not what you imagined." Those words always lingered in his mind. He had long understood Zheng Yaoxian's meaning. It was an affirmation of Su Ming's abilities and an expectation for his future development.

But the story between them did not end there.