Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

An enemy, already lying on the ground, tried desperately to get up, but was shoved down by another enemy, blood oozing from his forehead. It seemed as if those few people no longer cared about anything around them, only fighting and violence.

"Let's go in." Qin Cang suddenly said in a low voice, without any hesitation in his tone.

Qin Cang's heart surged with a strong impulse like a raging storm, but he knew that no matter what, he had to remain calm. Any more anxiety and uneasiness would only hinder his actions. The chaotic sounds in the room continued to echo, and the smell of blood filled the air, even exuding a suffocating sense of oppression through the cracks outside the door.

His gaze remained fixed on the door, every noise testing his patience and judgment. The internal strife within the enemy forces clearly gave them a brief opportunity, but it was also a double-edged sword. If the enemy suddenly realized the enemy was behind them, their plan would be at risk of collapse.

"Liu San." Qin Cang called out in a low voice, his voice low and full of oppression.

Liu San stood beside Qin Cang, his gaze still fixed on the door, a heart filled with unease. His fists clenched, as if suppressing an impulse. He wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent. At this moment, any extra words seemed superfluous. The air was filled with the scent of blood, tension, and the threat of the unknown. Xiaohu was still there, and behind all this, they had to act quickly.

"I know Xiaohu's location." Qin Cang's words broke the silence at this moment.

Liu San turned to look at Qin Cang. At that moment, all his anxiety and doubts seemed to disappear. A bright light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw hope in this dark environment.

"Xiao Hu's location?" Liu San's voice was a little anxious, but he quickly suppressed his emotions and tried to remain calm. "How did you know?"

Qin Cang didn't answer immediately. He lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, as if weighing how to reveal more information. He knew that at this moment, every word he said would tug at Liu San's heartstrings and affect their next move.

"Just now..." Qin Cang paused, his tone becoming more serious, "I heard some information from their conversation. Xiaohu is imprisoned in the basement of the building."

basement.

Liu San's heart skipped a beat, and his expression grew tense. It was an extremely dangerous place. The basement was complex and enclosed. If the enemy had set numerous traps there, they would not only face the predicament of the basement itself, but also the possibility of being surrounded by the enemy in the shortest possible time.

"Basement?" Liu San frowned, his alertness rising instantly. "That place... is not easy to deal with."

Qin Cang nodded, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He knew the basement's complex environment and dim lighting made it prone to accidents. And Xiao Hu's injuries were likely serious, so there was no time to delay. In that instant, a surge of intense anger surged within Qin Cang's heart. He knew they couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Yes." Qin Cang's voice was calm and decisive. "They won't easily get Xiaohu out of the basement. That place is hidden and extremely difficult to find. We must take advantage of this opportunity."

Liu San's eyes grew more resolute. He understood that Qin Cang wasn't showing any emotion at the moment, but was trying to rationally arrange every detail. Every step had to be carefully considered. They didn't have much time left, so all decisions had to be made quickly and accurately.

"We have to go in quickly." Liu San lowered his voice, with an anxious but calm light flashing in his eyes.

Qin Cang nodded, his eyes once again scanning the surroundings to ensure there were no suspicious movements. He took a deep breath and quietly pushed open the door. The environment outside was still dark, and the tension in the air was growing thicker.

Liu San followed him in, his footsteps as light as a cat's, making almost no sound. The rooms on either side of the corridor were empty, like a lifeless cemetery, the silence unsettling. He took every step with extreme caution, as any slight noise could alert the enemy.

"Where is the basement?" Liu San asked in a low voice, looking around.

Qin Cang didn't answer immediately, but stared ahead, his eyes sharp as a knife. "There's an iron door in front and a staircase in the back," he whispered, "and the basement is right down there."

Liu San nodded, the anxiety and tension on his face seeming to relax slightly at this moment. He knew that no matter what, he had to rush to where Xiaohu was. The basement might be lurking with great danger, but time was of the essence, and they couldn't afford any more delays.

As he advanced, the iron door at the end of the corridor gradually came into view. Qin Cang's steps became more steady, his every movement calmly calculated. The pressure in the air grew heavier, as if it could suffocate him.

"Are you ready?" Qin Cang turned around and looked at Liu San, his voice low and clear.

Liu San took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew that this moment was a life-or-death decision. If the basement was truly filled with traps and enemies, they would face countless difficulties and obstacles. But they had no choice.

"I'm ready." Liu San's voice was crisp and decisive, and his eyes did not waver at all.

Qin Cang didn't say anything else, but simply tightened his grip on the weapon and walked more cautiously towards the iron gate. Every step was filled with danger, as if a huge storm might hit in the next second.

Finally, they stood in front of the iron door. The door was made of heavy material, as if it was the heart of the entire building, locking away all the secrets. Qin Cang did not push the door open directly, but lowered his head to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

"Get ready." He whispered to Liu San again.

Qin Cang took a deep breath, raised his hand, and paused before the iron gate, his gaze fixed on the seemingly solid, unforgiving door. The air seemed to freeze, his every nerve alert for any possible outcome, his inner turmoil unnoticed by the outside world. Every decision he made was irreversible, and this time, his choice concerned not only Xiaohu's safety but also their trust and future.

He could feel Liu San's gaze following him closely, his eyes flickering with anxiety and anticipation. That intertwined emotion was familiar to Qin Cang. From former comrades-in-arms to now shoulder-to-shoulder companions, they had fought side by side countless times, sharing countless moments of shared understanding. But he knew that in this operation, each of them would face different choices and risks. And he couldn't let Liu San down at this crucial moment.