shadow ambush

Lying on the hospital bed again, Meng Xi stared at the ceiling silently. He didn't know when the crisis beyond the door would break through the last barrier, and when the knife hanging above his head would fall.

Yang Xiaoyu once told him that from the day you become an undercover agent, you need to learn to be friends with your frightened emotions. There will be no more peaceful moments of sleep, and the threat of death will always be by your pillow.

All you can do is accept it, get used to it, and enjoy it.

Only by dealing with it in this way, will the suffocation in the face of unknown death not gradually engulf you.

On the surface, she was sleeping peacefully, but Meng Xi's hands and feet hidden under the quilt were moving slightly, her hearing was at its peak, and she paid attention to the movements of every plant and tree outside the house.

"Dong dong dong." The door was knocked lightly, and Meng Xi's eyes snapped open, extremely bright in the dark night.

After pondering for a moment, Meng Xi didn't respond, his whole body was tense and his fists were clenched tightly.

coming!

The door of the room was pushed open a little, and a black figure slid into the room without a sound, stepping on the wooden floor without making any sound.

Meng Xi closed his eyes, knowing that the person who entered the room was a top-notch master. For him who was seriously injured, the chance of surviving was very slim.

The man habitually hid in the shadow of the corner, stared at Meng Xi's steady and undulating chest, and said silently in his heart: "It's your fault for choosing the wrong camp. You can't blame anyone."

The wrist turned suddenly, and an injection appeared on the man's fingertips, and it went straight towards Meng Xi's exposed neck.

Meng Xi's hands hidden under the quilt swung out like lightning, and clasped them on the man's wrist. The needle dropped out of his hand and hit the wall. The needle, shining silver in the moonlight, bent into a crescent arc.

Sudden counterattack by Meng Xi, the man didn't panic, and didn't even glance at the anesthetic he had dropped.For him, it was too boring to take away the defenseless Meng Xi.How about playing with Chayan's successor to see if he is as stubborn as the rumors say.

Meng Xi knelt on the bed with one knee, her heart was beating violently, and a fire was burning in her chest.The previous action alone consumed most of his stamina, leaving the opponent unscathed, and the situation was very unfavorable to him.

"It seems that you have been prepared for a long time." The man said in awkward Chinese, Meng Xi did not escape in advance, but stayed to deal with it, "Naive idea."

Meng Xi smiled wryly in his heart, and he also knew what the other party said was right.But with his current physical condition, there is absolutely no way to leave here without attracting attention.

"Since you are mentally prepared, why don't you just grab it obediently? The taste of a fine needle is not good, so you should suffer less." The man persuaded him patiently, no matter whether he has admiration for Meng Xi in his heart or not, his Tasks cannot be changed.

Meng Xi slowly stepped back from the bed noncommittally, and looked at the man across the bed.

The man shook his head with a chuckle, a cruel gleam in his eyes.He tapped the edge of the bed lightly with his toes, jumped up high, and clasped the dagger drawn from the back of his waist into his wrist with his backhand, the refracted light of the knife flashed past Meng Xi's eyes.

Meng Xi's body was weak, and he couldn't stand up to the opponent's fierce attack at all, so he could only retreat step by step, barely holding the fatal blow with his arms.

Arms propped above his head, Meng Xi knelt on the ground, his legs hit the wooden floor with a dull bang, and the blade was less than five centimeters away from his cheek.

Seeing that the momentum was blocked, the man turned his back and kicked heavily on Meng Xi's empty chest.

It was dark for an instant, Meng Xi rolled backwards and hit the corner of the wall, all internal organs were displaced immediately, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

The man wiped the knife surface with his cuff unhurriedly, and walked slowly towards Mengxi.The leather boots stepped on the floor, knocking on Meng Xi's heart with a loud sound, the overwhelming pressure made him breathless.

"Pfft..." Meng Xi bent forward, unable to hold back a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it in front of him.

Staggering and insisting on getting up, Meng Xi panted slightly, squinting at the opponent's next move.

The man admired Meng Xi's determination not to give up even when he was dying. The reversed dagger was flipped on the wrist, and the blade was held forward in the palm of his hand.Cut Meng Xi's thin hospital gown, leaving a bloodstain on his chest.

The man opened up his attack, the blade was sharp, Meng Xi couldn't parry at all, he was pressed in the corner and couldn't fight back.

Just as a bloody cut opened on Meng Xi's arm, the man suddenly withdrew the blade and dodged behind Meng Xi, his arm forming a bloody choke and tightly locking Meng Xi's neck.

Short of breath, Meng Xi lost his vision in pitch blackness.Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Meng Xi poured all the remaining strength he had been hiding all the way to his toes, and fell back fiercely on the wall beside him.

A huge momentum came from in front of him, and the man was forced to stagger a few steps backwards, but the arm holding Meng Xi did not relax at all.

"you……"

With a sharp piercing sound, Meng Xi lost his restraint and fell forward to the ground.

The man looked down at his chest in disbelief. The sharp iron pillar pierced through the front of his body, and the blood kept dripping down.

Meng Xi slumped on the ground with difficulty. He lost so much blood that he almost fainted, all supported by his chest.

That was the position he had carefully calculated. Whether it was a kick in the chest by the opponent, the distance he rolled back, and the position were all just in front of the iron rod that had been set up in advance.

The iron rod he removed from the bed was extremely sharp, and he leaned back with all his strength, so there would be no problem penetrating his body.

"Your body...recovered?" The man asked with his last breath. The strength of Meng Xi's last jump far exceeded the strength he showed before, so he underestimated the enemy and followed Meng Xi's way.

Seeing that the man's internal organs were penetrated and his life was irretrievable, Meng Xi pursed his lips and shook his head lightly: "No."

"Then you...cough cough...why?" The man kept asking, unwilling to die.

Meng Xi stood up unsteadily, picked up the dagger dropped by the man and held it in his palm, "Because I have a reason to live."

A reason to live!

With this answer, the man closed his eyes dimly.In the next life, he also wants to be a person who has a desire for life, not a walking dead like this life.

Searching the man's whole body with trembling hands, Meng Xi looked at the hospital gown under the other's black clothes and knew that his previous guess was more than half correct.

Hyun Ping really wanted to frame him, and then directly kill him to make a dead case.For drug cartels, death is nothing more than a normal thing.

The man was not carrying any weapons other than a dagger and had no means of communication.Meng Xi frowned, cut the bed sheet with a dagger and simply bandaged the wound in front of him.They were fighting in the house so loudly that there was no reaction from outside.

This only shows that irrelevant people have been transferred away, and no one will call for help tonight.

With a sudden pain in his heart, Meng Xi thought of Lin Xue.The only thing he can do now is to pray to the sky that Lin Xue will be secretly taken away by Wei Tianxiang's people instead of...

The bed sheets were completely cut and tied into long, strong strips tied to the head of the bed. Meng Xi was about to leave first.He can no longer sit still and wait for death, the opponent has the upper hand, and there is little way for him to survive after fighting.

"squeak--"

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the corridor, and Meng Xi stopped knitting the knot suddenly, his blood-stained and pale lips were bitten hard, and his spirit suddenly lifted, he quietly came to the door and waited, with the dagger in front of him.

The lock twisted slightly, and the door was carefully pushed open.

"Don't move." Just as the visitor took a step into the room, the sharp dagger in Meng Xi's hand was pressed against his throat.

Wei Tianxiang's clothes were instantly soaked in cold sweat, he swallowed his throat with difficulty and raised his hands automatically, looking at the trembling blade on his throat in fear.

Meng Xi looked behind Wei Tianxiang vigilantly, there was no one in the corridor.Not only was there no one in the corridor, but there was no one in the courtyard.

"Go in, slow down, a knife doesn't have eyes." Meng Xi raised his head and pointed into the room.

Wei Tianxiang also received fine needles, although his body is not as bad as his, but apart from walking, he has no extra strength.

With the blade across his neck, facing the threat of death, Wei Tianxiang stepped forward obediently.

"Ouch..." The killer's body was standing in front of the window, and Wei Tianxiang fell directly into view after walking around the corner, his stomach churning instantly, with stomach acid oozing out.The blade cut through the skin of Wei Tianxiang's neck, and blood flowed down, making his body suddenly stiff and he did not dare to move at all.

Meng Xi clenched the dagger weakly, and the blade was attached to the main artery, "How many people are there outside?"

Wei Tianxiang shook his head desperately, "No more, everyone will be transferred by me, this yard is empty now."

"Where is Xue Lin?"

Wei Tianxiang swallowed his throat and did not dare to answer, fearing to offend Meng Xi, he would kill himself with a single blow.Wouldn't it be better if I knew he wouldn't come up to find out what happened, and run away?

He didn't know that the killer sent by Xuanping was so inexperienced that he couldn't even take down a patient in Mengxi.

"Where's Xue Lin!" Meng Xi didn't want to believe the answer she had guessed, her lips trembling up and down.

Wei Tianxiang stretched out his finger and pointed behind him, "Behind...behind the south attic..."

Meng Xi's body swayed suddenly, and he no longer even had the strength to hold the dagger.

Wei Tianxiang spotted Meng Xi's distraction, hit Meng Xi's blood-oozing chest, and rushed out the door.

His back hit the wall, and the blood stained the clean and white wall, leaving spots and traces.The severe pain in his body almost took over his consciousness, Meng Xi pushed open the open door with difficulty, and chased after Wei Tianxiang.

He couldn't let Wei Tianxiang get in touch with people, otherwise everything would be over.

Wei Tianxiang desperately ran towards the gate, while Meng Xi leaned on the corridor railing, clenched the dagger tightly in his hand, and threw it directly with a wave of his arm.

The dagger quickly cut through the air and plunged straight into Wei Tianxiang's exposed back.Wei Tianxiang, who was hit by the knife, threw himself forward to the ground, crawled forward twice and did not move.

The boulder hanging in Meng Xi's heart finally fell and fell on the floor of the corridor, losing consciousness.