Qi Tongwei: Can I be young again?

He can die.

These two spies absolutely cannot leave.

This is faith.

A nation's beliefs are not to be touched.

“Good, you’ve got guts.” The tall spy pondered for a moment, then his gaze fell on the briefcase. “Everyone, take a step back. Give me that briefcase, and I’ll leave.”

"Oh, you're abandoning your companions?"

“He failed, you caught him, he deserves to die.” The tall spy continued, “This is your last chance. Throw the bag over, I can leave now, and you can still be your hero.”

It would have been better if he hadn't said that.

With that said, Qi Tongwei was even less likely to give him the briefcase.

He had a vague feeling that this bag was not ordinary.

Thinking of this, Qi Tongwei grabbed the shorter spy by the back of the collar and backed away while keeping a wary eye on the taller spy.

He retreated to the corner and stepped on the handbag with his foot.

What's in this bag?

“That’s not your place to ask.” The tall spy seemed to be losing patience. “Throw the bag over here, quick.”

Qi Tongwei tried to stall for time with words.

Waiting for the National Security Bureau to arrive.

But the next second, a piercing pain shot through his thigh. Looking down, he saw a pen embedded in his leg.

After the pain, there was a strong feeling of dizziness.

It’s over.

There was something on the pen nib...

Chapter 168 Qi Tongwei's Twists and Turns

Qi Tongwei is very brave.

The two spies were no pushovers either.

Just as Qi Tongwei was staring at the briefcase, the short spy who had been held hostage made his move.

It's deadly from the first strike.

It may look like an ordinary fountain pen, but it is anything but.

The pen nib has been tempered with poison.

Just like that, Qi Tongwei felt dizzy and his body went limp, causing him to collapse.

Seeing him fall, the two spies breathed a sigh of relief.

"Baka yarou, kill this bastard."

The short spy, having just suffered a setback, was now burning with rage and wanted to draw his gun and kill Qi Tongwei.

The tall spy disagreed.

"Grab your bag and hurry up. He's been poisoned and won't live much longer. Let's not cause any more trouble."

"Ok."

Just as the tall man came over to take the bag, Qi Tongwei, who had just fainted, suddenly sprang up and, with lightning speed, snatched the gun.

All the movements happened in the blink of an eye.

too fast.

After seizing the gun, Qi Tongwei sat on the bag, holding the gun with both hands, aiming at the two men.

"How...how could this happen?"

The tall spy looked at his companion, his eyes filled with shock.

"I don't know, he was clearly poisoned, how could that be?"

The short spy was equally surprised.

He was certain that the pen tip had pierced Qi Tongwei's leg, and once the neurotoxin took effect, it would be impossible for him to remain conscious.

"spit."

Qi Tongwei spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yes, he was poisoned.

He knew that this poison could make people lose consciousness, but he did not accept his fate.

In the instant he felt dizzy, he immediately bit his tongue.

The pain kept him conscious.

Seeing that it was effective, he bit his tongue every ten seconds.

His mouth was full of blood.

It tastes sweet and fishy.

This is the kind of man who can outmaneuver fate; ruthless to his enemies and merciless to himself.

"How to do?"

Upon seeing such a ruthless man, even the short spy panicked.

"Fight him!"

The tall man gritted his teeth and prepared to step forward.

"spit."

Qi Tongwei spat out another mouthful of blood, then laughed loudly, "Come on, come on if you're not afraid of dying!"

And just like that, the two spies were stunned once again!

Why didn't Qi Tongwei fire the gun?

Because his fingers were numb and he couldn't pull the trigger, everything he was doing was entirely due to willpower.

Superhuman willpower.

The two sides have once again reached a stalemate.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Qi Tongwei bit his tongue again and again, and more and more blood flowed into his mouth, into his throat, and into the corners of his mouth.

The tall spy seemed to have noticed something amiss as well.

"Yamamoto, he doesn't seem to have the strength to fire."

"Are you sure?" The spy named Yamamoto asked, somewhat flustered. "What if..."

"There's no chance of anything going wrong. If we don't act now, we're all doomed once the Ministry of State Security arrives."

"it is good!"

The short spy gripped the pen tightly once more.

Seeing that he could not intimidate the other side, Qi Tongwei was prepared to sacrifice himself.

To die for one's country makes one's life worthwhile.

However, he felt very sorry for the girl he loved...

Thinking of Zhong Xiaoai, Qi Tongwei smiled bitterly.

What a wonderful girl.

Unfortunately, I couldn't grow old with her.

The short spy drew closer.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Qi Tongwei gave a bitter laugh, hoping that his death would buy the Ministry of State Security a little more time.

"boom!"

A close call.

Gunfire rang out.

Qi Tongwei coughed up blood again, struggled to lift his head, and looked ahead.

At the end of the alley, Zhong Xiaoai came running towards them.

People from the Ministry of State Security accompanied us.

The person who just fired a shot into the air was the head of the action team from the Ministry of State Security.

Upon hearing the gunshot, the two spies immediately turned around.