Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Su Ming gently closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to remain calm. Tonight's mission was incredibly difficult, and he had no choice but to complete it with utmost speed and accuracy. Otherwise, his relationship with Zheng Yaoxian would be completely altered by this failure, and perhaps even never repaired.

The night deepened, and the figures on the street gradually disappeared into the darkness. Su Ming adjusted his collar and hurried out of the house. The hustle and bustle of the city filled his ears, but his heartbeat became even more steady at this moment. Everything seemed to be waiting for that moment of explosion.

He knew that the outcome tonight would determine everything.

When Su Ming arrived at the designated location, a dark sedan was already parked quietly by the roadside. The window rolled down slightly, and Zheng Yaoxian appeared inside, calm and composed, seemingly unconcerned with the chaos outside. He nodded slightly, motioning for Su Ming to get in.

The moment the car door closed, the air seemed to freeze. Zheng Yaoxian said nothing more, simply turning his head and slowly opening the document in his hand, handing it to Su Ming. Su Ming took the document, flipping it open, and quickly scanning the contents in his mind. It detailed the enemy's routes, deployment, and the movements of key personnel. Every line seemed crucial, like the final key to unlocking the mystery.

"Are you ready?" Zheng Yaoxian finally spoke, his tone neither hurried nor slow, but with a kind of pressure that could not be ignored.

"Ready." Su Ming answered in a low voice, his eyes determined, having already found the direction of his action.

Su Ming's vision was dim. The lights outside the car window flashed by like flowing water, the neon lights interweaving into a blurry picture in his vision. He didn't look at Zheng Yaoxian, but instead cast his gaze out the window, trying to let the cool breeze wash away the chaos in his mind. The document was still tightly grasped in his hand, the paper trembling slightly, and the subtle touch felt between his fingertips. Every time he turned the thin paper, his heartbeat would pause for a moment, not because of nervousness, but because of an indescribable sense of oppression that was quietly approaching.

The air in the car grew heavier, Zheng Yaoxian's silence like an invisible weight, weighing down Su Ming's breath. Although they had known each other for years and had fought side by side countless times, Su Ming knew that Zheng Yaoxian had never truly trusted him. Every collaboration was a cold game, Zheng Yaoxian always perfectly controlling the overall situation, while Su Ming was just a pawn on the board, important but unable to cross the cold barrier between them.

"What are you going to do?" Zheng Yaoxian suddenly spoke, his voice low and calm, as if he was completely unaware of the tense atmosphere in the air.

Su Ming froze for a moment, his gaze tilting slightly to the right, gazing at Zheng Yaoxian's profile. His expression remained impassive, his eyes piercing, as if he could see through anyone's thoughts. Su Ming knew he was someone who wouldn't allow any emotion to interfere with his plans. Every decision he made was made with absolute calmness and precision.

"I'll go investigate myself." Su Ming's voice was low, but resounding, as if there was no room for maneuver.

Zheng Yaoxian tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed on Su Ming's face. After a moment's silence, a subtle curve curved up the corner of his mouth. It was an expression he rarely showed: one of approval, yet also of a playful indifference.

"Do you think you can do it?" Zheng Yaoxian asked calmly, but with a provocative tone.

Su Ming didn't reply immediately. His eyes were fixed on the document, but a wave of emotion surged within him. It wasn't fear, nor hesitation, but confidence. He knew he could do it. He was used to groping in the dark, to forcing a way out when there seemed no other choice. Zheng Yaoxian's words might be a test, or perhaps a hidden warning—this road was fraught with danger.

"I can do it." Su Ming replied coldly, his voice without a trace of fluctuation, as if the whole world had become quiet, leaving only the subtle conversation between him and Zheng Yaoxian.

The atmosphere inside the car grew increasingly tense. The scene outside gradually blurred, and the car began to slow down, as if everything had entered a slow rhythm, foreshadowing the impending decisive battle. Yet, at this moment, Su Ming's mind became increasingly clear. He knew he had to go further and be more ruthless to avoid being swallowed by this game. Every decision he made was a desperate attempt to secure his only chance of survival.

He gazed intently ahead, his mind rapidly planning his next steps. The enemy's movements were clearly visible in the documents. While everything appeared to be in perfect order, he knew that true opportunities often lay hidden in the most obscure places. The target's whereabouts had long been obscured by the layers of secrecy they had created. Only by piercing these layers of disguise could the true mystery be uncovered.

"How do you know that place is safe?" Zheng Yaoxian's voice broke the silence again, but there was no emotion in his tone.

"Intuition." Su Ming didn't explain much. His words were simple and direct, but his heart wasn't as calm as it appeared. Intuition, these two words sounded so simple, but they were often his only recourse in times of danger.

The car finally stopped. On a corner of the street, a seemingly ordinary building stood quietly. The lights at the entrance were dim, and only a few pedestrians passed by. Nothing seemed special. Su Ming's nervousness had reached its peak as he exited the car, but he knew his every move must be swift and decisive, without a moment's hesitation. He walked towards the building, his steps firm and powerful, his eyes devoid of any unnecessary emotion. Everything tonight hung in the shadow of this building.

Pushing open the door, a chilly air rushed in. The interior was dim, lit only by a few dim lightbulbs flickering on the ceiling. Su Ming's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, already assessing the building's layout and potential traps. Every detail determined the success or failure of his next move. And he had already prepared for the worst.

His steps grew more steady, his mind racing, almost subconsciously avoiding all possible surveillance devices and traps. The lurking threat weighed heavily on his head, straining his nerves. Yet, he remained unfazed, remaining calmer, knowing that any hesitation could mean death.