Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the distant street. Several black cars were parked nearby, and figures could be vaguely seen in the car windows. Su Ming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. His intuition told him that these people were not here by chance. Clearly, they were here for a purpose, and that purpose might be closely related to him and Zheng Yaoxian.

"It seems that the enemy has begun to act." Su Ming muttered to himself, with a hint of calmness in his tone, but his inner anxiety was growing.

He quickly pulled out his phone and sent another text message to Zheng Yaoxian: "There's someone outside, making quite a noise. Master, be careful."

After a few seconds, no response appeared on the phone screen. Su Ming couldn't help but feel uneasy. He knew Zheng Yaoxian would never miss any possible danger signal, but the silence at this moment seemed to make him feel an indescribable pressure.

"I can't wait any longer." Su Ming gritted his teeth, his gaze growing more determined. The situation outside could no longer be ignored. He had to find Zheng Yaoxian as soon as possible and ensure his safety. No matter what, Zheng Yaoxian couldn't be put in any danger.

He quickly left the window and headed towards the other side of the room, preparing to leave through the side door. The security of the basement was no longer sufficient, and he had to find a more secret passage to avoid being detected by the enemy.

Every step was filled with caution and determination. Su Ming knew the situation he faced was far more complex than he had imagined. The enemy had already begun to act, and the trust between him and Zheng Yaoxian might be their only lifeline.

However, in this dark room, he did not feel lonely at all. Although everything around him was full of danger, there was a power surging in his heart. It was a tenacity from deep within his heart that urged him to move forward and meet unknown challenges.

Su Ming's steps were swift and light, each one landing carefully, fearing the slightest sound. The air around him was suffocatingly silent, and every inch of the darkness seemed to harbor an unknown threat. Although he was accustomed to this tense atmosphere, his heartbeat still accelerated at this moment, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He remained steadfast, his mind fixed on a single thought: find Zheng Yaoxian and ensure his safety. Whenever he thought of the usually calm man, Su Ming couldn't help but feel a surge of anxiety. Zheng Yaoxian had always been his most trusted partner, yet now, he couldn't confirm whether he was in the same predicament. This feeling of powerlessness weighed heavily on Su Ming's chest, as if a huge rock were pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.

He pulled out his phone and quickly checked it, but there was still no reply from Zheng Yaoxian. At that moment, a shadow of unease crossed Su Ming's heart. The blankness on the phone screen was like a silent warning, reminding him that it was no longer safe outside and that Zheng Yaoxian might have fallen into a situation beyond his control.

He stopped dead in his tracks. The corridor before him suddenly curved, its end blocked by an iron door. The door looked sturdy, but in Su Ming's eyes, it was an obstacle that could not be ignored. He lowered his head, took a deep breath, quickly retrieved the tools he had brought with him, and began carefully cracking the door lock.

With every turn of the tool, he could feel the sweat seeping from his palms. Every second of waiting felt like his heart was being squeezed tightly, the pressure making it hard to breathe. The sound of the door lock was unusually clear in the silent corridor, as if every turn reminded him that time was slipping away.

Finally, the door lock clicked softly, and the iron gate slowly swung open. Without hesitation, Su Ming quickly pushed the door open and stepped into the dark passage. The air was damp and heavy, the walls covered in mold, and the floor was covered in a thin layer of dust, as if no one had walked in a long time. Su Ming felt a surge of unease, knowing that this passage was not simple, perhaps leading to some unknown place.

He took gentle steps forward, careful with each step, fearing he might step on something strange and make a noise. As he went deeper, a vague figure gradually emerged at the end of the passage. It was a human figure, standing there quietly, as if waiting for something.

Su Ming's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stopped and quietly hid to the side of the passage. The figure remained motionless, seemingly unaware of his presence. Su Ming held his breath, trying to blend into the darkness to avoid exposing his position.

His nerves grew increasingly tense, his mind racing with every possible scenario. Who was that figure? An enemy, or one of us? He couldn't be sure, but he knew he had to remain calm and not let any panic cloud his judgment.

"If it's an enemy..." Su Ming speculated in his heart, "I must subdue him first to ensure that I can continue to move forward."

He gripped the tools tightly in his hands, ready to respond to any possible emergency. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything in the darkness became extremely clear. Even every nerve was tense, ready to deal with the impending danger at any time.

At that moment, the figure suddenly turned, and Su Ming's heartbeat nearly stopped. In that instant, he could almost hear his own heartbeat, as if the entire world had stopped moving. The figure didn't walk directly towards him, but instead turned and walked deeper into the passage.

"He can't be an enemy," Su Ming muttered to himself, breathing a sigh of relief. Although he hadn't completely let down his guard, the situation before him was clearly not as dangerous as he had imagined.

He followed quietly, keeping a distance to avoid detection. Each step was cautious, trying to avoid stepping on the dust or making any noise. As the passage stretched further, Su Ming felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if something unforeseen was hidden at the end.

Finally, the figure stopped and stood before a hidden door. He reached out, gently pushed it open, and disappeared behind it. Su Ming followed closely, his mind filled with questions. Who was this person? Was he aware that he was being pursued? All of this baffled Su Ming.

"I can't delay any longer." Su Ming whispered to himself, secretly making up his mind.

He quietly walked to the door and reached out to gently touch the doorknob. The door was not locked and could be opened with a gentle push. Su Ming took a deep breath, steadied his heartbeat, and slowly pushed the door open.