Another door made a low sound and emitted a heavy smell of rust as Old Man Dong pushed it open.
His mind was filled with jumbled thoughts as he tried to make sense of the dilemma before him.
There was hope of escape ahead, and law enforcement would arrive soon. He thought he was about to escape this life-and-death crisis.
However, fate did not seem to be as kind to him as he had thought.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he felt an unusual sense of oppression. A chill came over him, and he subconsciously stopped and looked back.
On the dim street, a tall figure came into his sight.
He was a man wearing a black special forces uniform, with a body as tall as a mountain and exuding a cold murderous aura.
This was the first wave of attackers that Old Man Dong encountered - Sanbang.
Sanbang walked closer step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on old man Dong's heart.
Old Dong realized that this was not an ordinary pursuit, but a deadly hunt.
Sanbang's eyes were as sharp as a cheetah, revealing a kind of indifference and determination.
\"Old Dong, do you think you can escape everything by escaping through this door?" Sanbang's voice was low and hoarse, like a whisper coming from the abyss of hell.
Old man Dong's heart trembled, and cold sweat began to appear on his back.
If no one rescued him, the cold-blooded killer before him would become his nightmare.
\"You can't escape, old man." Sanbang said, and a cold weapon flashing with cold light appeared in his hand.
Old Dong realized that facing this well-trained, cold-blooded and ruthless special forces soldier, he had no way to retreat.
The buildings on both sides of the street were looming in the moonlight, as if witnessing this desperate showdown.
Old man Dong clenched his teeth, and his hands unconsciously clenched the cane beside him, as if this was the only weapon he could rely on.
Sanbang approached with firm steps, like a hunting wolf.
Old Dong knew that he had no chance of escape, but he tried his best, waving the crutch in his hand.
However, Sanbang dodged each attack with ease, as if performing a deadly dance.
\"Old man, your time is up.\" Sanbang smiled coldly and kicked old man Dong in the chest with a precise kick.
Old man Dong felt a sharp pain and flew several meters like a kite with a broken string and fell into the garbage dump on the street.
He climbed up with difficulty, his face covered in dirt and blood.
Old man Dong's heart was filled with helplessness and despair. He thought he had escaped, but he did not expect to meet his final end on this narrow street.
While Old Man Dong felt desperate, he also knew that he had to try everything possible to save his life.
He shouted for help, his voice full of fear and anxiety, trying to impress Sambang.
"Wait!" Old Dong shouted, "I have a lot of money, a lot of money! If you let me go, I can give you a lot of money, any amount you want, as long as you don't kill me!"
Sanbang's expression remained indifferent, his eyes seemed to be made of steel, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
He slowly approached Old Man Dong, seemingly unconcerned about his pleas.
\"Money?" Sanbang's voice sounded coldly, \"Money has no appeal to me. I do missions not for money, but to complete the mission. Your life or death is of no importance to me. \"
Old Dong's legs were shaking, he knew his money was worthless in front of this cold-blooded killer.
However, he did not want to die, and did not want to end his life on this street.
\"You don't understand, this is not just a matter of money," Old Dong continued to beg, \"I can provide you with protection and resources, and you will never have to worry about being caught by the law, as long as you let me go! \"
"I can also fulfill any of your dreams, a mansion, beautiful women, and traveling around the world."
Sanbang stopped and seemed puzzled by what Old Man Dong said. His facial expression remained unchanged.
He placed the blade on Old Man Dong's throat, and the cold touch of the metal made Old Man Dong shudder.
\"You don't understand,\" Sanbang continued,\"For me, the mission comes first. I never let emotions influence my decisions. Your fate is determined, and no matter what you do, it will not change it.\"
"Besides, the person who did me a favor asked me to do this task, so I must do it."
Old Dong asked in a panic, "Can you tell me who it is?"
Sanbang said nothing and just smiled.
Old Dong's tears froze in the cold night wind, and the ground was already wet.
No matter how rich you are, you will always be afraid of death.
He felt that he was trapped in the shadow of death from which there was no escape.
He understood that his money and promises meant nothing to this cold-blooded killer and that the gears of fate had already turned irreversibly.
Just then, the sound of sirens and flashing lights of law enforcement agencies were heard in the distance, and Old Man Dong saw a car slowly approaching.
It seems there is hope.
But he knew that it was too late, his life was at its last moments, and Sanbang's eyes were still cold and firm.
The intersection of destinies is on this street, one person's fate has been determined and another person's mission has begun.
Sanbang showed no mercy at all, he raised the cold weapon in his hand expressionlessly.
The moonlight shone on the blade, casting a cold light. Old Dong closed his eyes, and he felt that the shadow of death had already enveloped him.
This was the last moment of his life. He recalled his past glory and power, but found that it all seemed so insignificant in the face of fate.
On the dark street at night, Old Man Dong faced the coming of death in silence, and finally, he sank into endless darkness.
The law enforcement officers over there were desperately shouting, Stop, Stop.
But Sanbang didn't react at all. He just took action and killed old man Dong directly.
It just so happened that Tianlang was on the rooftop over there and saw everything clearly.
Because they have to observe the route that law enforcement is coming from and then escape in the opposite direction.
Unexpectedly, he saw the first attacker and killed Old Man Dong directly.
I saw Old Man Dong fall down.
Tianlang was relieved.
This can be considered as completing the task assigned by my brother.
good.
knock off.
Sanbang was not so lucky. He missed the last chance to escape because he tried to kill Old Man Dong.
In the end, he was shot dead by the law enforcement authorities of Dali.
Then he caught it.
Go and find out what organization it belongs to.
......
After receiving this news, Mr. Qiu felt relieved.
After hearing what Tianlang reported, I found the situation to be full of twists and turns. It was unexpected.
It took four waves of people taking turns to finally kill Old Man Dong. It was really not easy.
If we rely solely on Sirius, it may not work.
Things are pretty good now, Tianlang was able to escape unscathed.
After all, he is Zhao Zilong's brother.
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