After doing all this, Qin Wan felt relieved and quietly followed the sound.
The sound seemed to come from a nearby cave, growing clearer as she drew closer. An inexplicable premonition filled her with both nervousness and curiosity. She approached cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution, fearing to disturb anything.
Qin Wan tiptoed through the bushes and approached the cave entrance when the "beeping" sound stopped. She held her breath and slowly looked inside.
The cave was dark, with only a faint light coming through the crack in the ceiling, illuminating a corner of the cave.
There, an old radio transmitter lay quietly on a rock. The outer shell of the transmitter was slightly mottled, but its former refinement and advancement could still be seen.
"Hey, where are the people?"
Qin Wan was confused when a figure suddenly flashed out from the darkness, holding a sharp dagger and heading straight towards Qin Wan.
The man was dressed like an ordinary street thug in a black double-breasted jacket, gray pants, and army green sneakers. His face was also ordinary, but his cold and ruthless eyes made it easy to identify him as a well-trained spy.
The spy's movements were swift and precise, clearly no ordinary man. His eyes revealed an unmistakable murderous intent.
Qin Wan's appearance disrupted his plan, and he had no choice but to kill him.
Faced with the sudden threat, Qin Wan didn't panic. She quickly stepped back, grabbed the man's wrist, and said in a cold tone, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The spy sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Hmph, there's no need to know too much about someone who shouldn't be there." As he spoke, his wrist seemed as soft as boneless, sliding like a loach, and he broke away from Qin Wan's control in an instant.
Qin Wan was surprised: "Hermit?"
"Haha, now that you know my identity, I can't let you stay."
A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Qin Wan's heart.
Although she has special abilities, their levels are not high and she cannot use them skillfully. Compared with ordinary people, she is very good, but compared with the hermits of the island country, she does not have much advantage.
A flash of surprise flashed across the spy's eyes, clearly not expecting Qin Wan to react so quickly. But he quickly regained his composure and began to fight with Qin Wan.
Inside the cave, the two figures intertwined, punching and kicking each other, each move and each style merciless. Although Qin Wan was an extraordinary skill, he still seemed a little tired in the face of the well-trained hermit.
The spies' attacks became more and more fierce. Qin Wan could only rely on the terrain of the cave, dodging and looking for opportunities to counterattack. She knew in her heart that if she was defeated, the consequences would be disastrous.
Qin Wan's eyes became more and more determined. She clenched her teeth, as if she wanted to turn all her anger and unwillingness into strength to compete with this opponent.
The spy's heart was filled with panic, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He had originally thought that facing such a weak-looking woman, he could easily subdue her.
However, the reality shocked him. This woman not only possessed a strong will, but also displayed astonishing fighting ability. He began to wonder if he had truly underestimated his opponent.
For the spy, the longer the time drags on, the greater the risk of his exposure. Therefore, he must resolve this battle as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his attack, trying to defeat Qin Wan quickly.
In this silent contest, the sound of the wind outside the cave seemed to become more rapid.
The wind whistled through the valley, making a sharp sound, as if even nature was nervous about this sudden battle. The sound of the wind mixed with the breathing of the two people, creating a tense atmosphere.
As the battle continued, more doubts arose in Qin Wan's heart.
Who was this spy? Why was he here? What secrets did that transmitter hide? These questions kept swirling in her mind, making her more determined to uncover the truth.
At the same time, she also realized that she could not be swayed by the enemy's rhythm and had to remain calm and look for opportunities to counterattack.
Qin Wan knew that these mysteries could only be truly solved by catching the spies, so she increased the speed and strength of her attack, dancing the wooden stick in her hand with great vigor.
During the battle, Qin Wan accidentally caught a glimpse of a small mark on the corner of the spy's clothes. The pattern of the mark seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.
The spies' attacks became more and more frantic, and Qin Wan's defense became more and more strenuous. But she knew that she could not retreat, as retreating would mean failure.
At this critical moment, Qin Wan suddenly exerted her strength and hit the spy in the abdomen with a stick, temporarily repelling him. She took the opportunity to hold the radio and prepared to escape from the cave.
However, the spy did not give up. He covered his injured abdomen, with an even more ferocious light flashing in his eyes, and continued to chase after him.
Qin Wan held the radio tightly, her heart beating like a drum. She ran quickly in front, and the spy followed closely behind her. Every step seemed to step on her nerves, making it impossible for her to relax.
She wanted to use her supernatural power to make the green plants wrap around the spy's feet, but before the green plants could even grow any longer, the spy had already passed by, leaving the green plants no chance to wrap around him.
Inside the cave, the air grew increasingly heavy. Qin Wan's breathing mixed with the sounds of the spies chasing him, creating an indescribable atmosphere of tension.
Qin Wan nimbly navigated the cave's winding passages, taking advantage of the terrain to keep her distance from the spies. Sometimes she climbed, sometimes she jumped, each movement filled with determination and courage.
The spy pursued Qin Wan relentlessly, his eyes revealing a determination to never give up until he achieved his goal. The dagger in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if ready to give Qin Wan a fatal blow at any time.
Qin Wan's heart was filled with fear of the unknown and a desire for the truth. She knew she couldn't stop, as stopping would mean death. This struggle between life and death made her feel unprecedented pressure.
The spy's temper grew even more violent. He had never imagined that this seemingly fragile woman could possess such tenacious vitality. He began to doubt whether he could really kill her.
"Why are you chasing me? What secret is hidden in this transmitter?" Qin Wan asked loudly while running.
The agent sneered, his tone filled with arrogance and coldness: "Want to know? Then it depends on whether you can leave here alive."
While running, Qin Wan noticed blood on the corner of the spy's clothes. He didn't know whether the blood was his or someone else's, but no matter whether it was his or someone else's, it meant that he had fought with someone, and even fought very fiercely.
This meant that he had consumed a lot of his energy. Perhaps, if she held on a little longer, she would be able to find an opportunity to counterattack.
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