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This is it!
I just finished folding the documents and tucked them into my pocket.
Suddenly!
Bang!
It broke!
I stood frozen in place as I looked at the dozen or so people who had barged in.
There’s definitely something fishy about this; I’ve been set up!
Lu Ying wouldn’t betray me. This is clearly a scheme by Hongmen to take me out. Why? Is it just because I didn’t follow their orders?
Or is it because they have some connection with Du Tao?
Xiang Dong! What are you doing?!
Du Tao’s bodyguard captain shouted at me, pointing his finger.
I let out a light laugh; at this point, I was caught red-handed. I was done for.
I casually tossed the file bag aside and let out a long sigh. Ever since my first day as an undercover agent, I had this realization: as long as I wasn’t dead, I wouldn’t give up, no matter how things turned out.
Yue Qing! Something’s wrong! We’ve taken Du Tao hostage!
I shouted, fearing that Du Tao’s people might also be in that secret room. If that were the case, I would be doomed.
The door to the secret room opened, and I saw Yue Qing emerge, holding a shard of glass against the bruised face of Du Tao. I immediately felt a sense of relief; there was still a glimmer of hope.
Xiang Dong, you’re done for, right? Feels good, doesn’t it? You can’t run away now!
Du Tao sneered at me with his bruised face, mocking me as if he were the victor.
It seemed that this time he truly had won.
So what? If I die, you won’t survive either.
I let out a cold laugh and slowly walked over to Yue Qing's side. Du Tao's bodyguards were brandishing their weapons at us, demanding we let Du Tao go. There was no way we would comply.
Heh.
Du Tao sneered again; something felt off to me. He didn’t seem scared at all—why wasn’t he afraid?
The moment I saw Du Tao close his eyes, I understood why.
A sudden burst of blinding white light erupted in the room!
Yue Qing let out a terrible scream!
A flashbang! They actually had flashbangs!
My eyes were in excruciating pain, and chaos erupted around me. I knew that Du Tao must have seized this opportunity to break free from Yue Qing's grasp. We were finished!
Bang!
A loud thud echoed in my head, as if a baton had struck me. The pain was sharp but brief, as I quickly lost consciousness and faded into darkness.
When I awoke, I found myself in a damp dungeon. The air was musty, and it felt like I was in a vast underground prison!
Beside me lay someone covered in blood—it was Yue Qing.
"Yue Qing, how are you? Wake up, please!"
I hurriedly shook her. My heart shattered at the sight of her; her once delicate and beautiful face was now marred with countless wounds.
She had been disfigured!
"Dong Ge, you're awake," Yue Qing managed to greet me with great difficulty. My heart ached for her.
Although our relationship hadn't always been close, ever since I saved her, she regarded me as her savior. For instance, when Fang Ying insisted on keeping an eye on me, Yue Qing never reported anything to Fang Ying. Whenever she had to explain something, she would always tell me first what she planned to say to Fang Ying.
"Hang in there; we will definitely get out of here. Once we do, I'll find the best plastic surgeon for you!"
I held Yue Qing tightly in my arms, trying to comfort her. I feared she might lose hope for survival. I knew that as an assassin, she viewed life with indifference—even her own life.
To my surprise, after hearing my words, Yue Qing smiled.
Seeing that smile filled me with dread; I realized she had resigned herself to death. Yes, perhaps only I could be so naive in this world—still hoping to survive in such dire circumstances?
"Dong Ge, you are a good person—a good man," Yue Qing murmured softly as she lay in my embrace. Her fragile demeanor broke my heart even more; this was my friend!
In that moment, my hatred for Du Tao intensified. Why was I sitting here unscathed while Yue Qing suffered so?
"Haha! Xiang Dong! You really do have feelings for this slut after all; you’re actually crying! Damn it! I'm so damn happy!"
At that moment, Du Tao appeared, accompanied by a group of his underlings.
I wiped away my tears and looked at Du Tao. "What do you want? This has nothing to do with her. If you have a problem, come at me. Let her go."
I spoke calmly, knowing there was no miraculous escape for me. The evidence against me from the Stealing Heaven Group was overwhelming; it was too big to hide. Even Qu Youyang, the leader of the Qing Gang, couldn't save me now. So if I could save one person, I would.
Du Tao hadn't made a move against me yet, which meant he wanted something from me. Perhaps I still had some leverage to negotiate.
"Let her go? You're so naive," he sneered. "If it weren't for you, I would have killed her already. I've heard you're a tough nut to crack, Xiang Lao Da. I've also heard there's an undercover agent in the Tian Ye Group, right? So here's the deal: tell me who that person is, and I'll let Yue Qing go."
Du Tao smiled at me with a twisted grin.
I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. Du Tao was asking about Zheng Yu! Hongmen indeed knew there was a police undercover in the Tian Ye Group, and they were aware of my existence as an undercover agent not affiliated with the police. But the police would never reveal who their undercover agents were.
My identity being exposed to Hongmen was unavoidable; when I sold five branches to them, they already knew I wasn't aligned with the Qing Gang.
Now Hongmen had teamed up with Du Tao? Did Du Tao want to root out the police undercover in Tian Ye Group? I had no idea.
I shook my head. "How could I betray my brothers?"
"Ha!" Du Tao scoffed at my words, clearly unfazed by my denial. But what he said next caught me off guard.
"Come on, brothers! Let's have some fun with that woman right in front of Xiang Lao Da! Even if her face is ruined, her body is still decent. Make sure to put on a good show for Xiang Lao Da!"
Damn it, Du Tao! You monster!
I shouted angrily, protecting Yue Qing and refusing to let them take her away. I would not allow such a thing to happen before my eyes!
Yue Qing clung to me tightly.
She slowly spoke, "Thank you, Xiang Dong. Just let me die with some dignity. Goodbye."
I felt Yue Qing tremble violently in my arms, and then warmth spread across my chest—it was blood! The warm blood seemed to burn my skin and sear my heart.
Yue Qing!
I watched as Yue Qing continued to cough up blood, my mind blank with shock. She had actually bitten her tongue and taken her own life! She coughed violently, yet her eyes looked at me with a hint of a smile, and just like that, she died in my arms. Died in my arms!
Ah!
I held Yue Qing tightly, letting out a wail. At that moment, the pain in my heart was unbearable. Perhaps I had truly regarded Yue Qing as my friend. I would never see that girl, who carried a touch of coldness and pride, again. She had bid farewell to this world in my embrace.
Du Tao! You bastard!
I roared as I charged at Du Tao. At that moment, his eyes widened in shock, as did those of his lackeys nearby. Maybe in my overwhelming rage, I transformed back into the madman who fought in the Golden Mountain Arena. In that instant, I felt more like a beast.
Ah! Get him off me! Get him off me now!
I grabbed Du Tao by the collar, and he was terrified. He screamed desperately, but I paid no attention. I swung my fist and struck him hard in the face.
One punch!
Another punch!
Suddenly, a stick slammed into my waist, sending violent tremors through my body. It felt like electricity coursing through me; even Du Tao, whom I was holding onto, was jolted and screamed in agony.
I was knocked unconscious again. Before everything went dark, I glanced at Yue Qing, lying motionless beside me. My mind flashed through memories of every moment spent with her like scenes from a movie. That cold girl had transformed from a ruthless assassin into an ordinary young woman. She enjoyed sipping coffee while reading books; she loved sitting under the sun with a smile on her face.
When I finally regained consciousness, I found myself tied to a cross. I knew Du Tao was going to torture me.
Xiang Dong, I'm giving you one last chance—will you talk or not?
Du Tao asked coldly while holding a small knife.
I chuckled at his question. I wasn’t like Cai Lang, who would talk only to die regardless; naturally, I would protect my brothers.
Screw you!
I cursed loudly. Upon hearing this, Du Tao sneered and stepped closer to me with Xiao Yi in tow.
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