Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 465 Heavy Iron Gate

"I have to find a way." He warned himself silently, "Find a way, find a solution, I can't let others manipulate me like before."

His eyes gradually became determined, and some new plans gradually emerged in his mind. Although the situation was still serious, as long as he could stay awake, perhaps he could find a glimmer of hope.

The air in the basement was thick and stagnant, almost suffocating. Su Ming's heartbeat was no longer steady, and every beat made his frayed nerves even more sensitive. He had no tools or weapons to rely on, but his intuition, like an invisible thread, pulled him, forcing him to make a decision.

The footsteps were getting closer, accompanied by the slight vibrations of the ground. Su Ming's mind was already in a state of high tension. Although he tried his best to remain calm on the surface, the anxiety in his heart surged like a tide.

"I can't just sit there and wait for death." He knew clearly in his mind that the enemy outside was gradually approaching, whether intentionally or not. Time was running out. If he didn't take action now, he was afraid that once the outsiders entered the basement, he would have no chance of counterattack.

Su Ming quickly determined that the only barrier in the basement that could be used to block the enemy was the iron door that connected to the passage outside. This was the only connection between the basement and the outside world. If the enemy broke through, everything that followed would no longer be in his control.

"Stop them from coming in first." Su Ming took a deep breath, looked down at his hands, and then moved quickly.

He knew he couldn't wait for the enemy to invade him again, caught off guard like before. He quickly jumped up and headed for the basement entrance. The entrance was low, and the iron door didn't seem complex in design, but it was sturdy enough to temporarily block the enemy's intrusion, at least buying him a few minutes.

In a few seconds, his mind quickly cleared up. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the people outside were almost reaching the basement door.

"Why aren't they coming in?" Su Ming's heart tightened, a sudden sense of foreboding gripping him. He grasped the metal bar at the door with both hands, ready to lock it securely. The sound of footsteps gradually became clearer, and he could almost feel the oppressive feeling in the air.

Just as he grasped the doorknob, a deep voice rang out from outside the basement door, penetrating the door panel and reaching Su Ming's ears: "Those inside, there's no need to delay any longer. You know who we are and what you can do."

Su Ming was slightly startled. The voice was strangely familiar. Who was this person?

He stepped back slightly, his mind in a state of confusion, but he quickly regained his composure. Su Ming's heartbeat quickened as he instantly understood something—the other party had no intention of attacking immediately. Their goal wasn't to force their way in, but to use words to pressure him, to force him to reveal himself. Based on his experience, this was a tactic designed to engage him in psychological warfare.

"They want to expose me." Su Ming thought to himself.

He lowered his head, the iron gate still before him. The footsteps outside were still approaching, but he didn't intend to respond rashly. Since the enemy wasn't in a hurry to attack, he had time to plan here. He had to calm down and carefully consider every step he took.

Su Ming's fingers tightly grasped the door handle of the passage, and he whispered to himself: "Calm down, calm down, don't be disturbed by their words." The tension and anxiety in his heart seemed to become particularly heavy at this moment, but he knew that any trace of impulse could lead to complete failure.

The footsteps outside stopped, followed by a brief silence that seemed to stretch out indefinitely. His ears grew extraordinarily sharp in the silence, and he could hear his own rapid breathing. Every second seemed to force him to make a choice. The group outside might choose to force their way in at any moment, but he knew he could not be intimidated. Now, he had no choice but to persevere and search for a chance to break through.

"You know what we want," the man said again, his voice carrying an unmistakable threat. "You'd better not make us do anything unnecessary. Your only chance is to open the door yourself and come with us."

Su Ming's hands gradually clenched into fists, his heartbeat accelerating. Every second pressed him to make a decision. He had heard too many threats from this voice.

"This is their usual tactic." Su Ming told himself silently.

He lowered his head, trying to remain calm. He knew the person outside was merely using words to put pressure on him, creating psychological stress. But within this pressure, he could still see a glimmer of hope.

"What exactly do you want?" Su Ming finally spoke, his voice remarkably clear in the quiet basement. "If you want my cooperation, you'd better show some sincerity."

This wasn't his own initiative, but rather a response after he realized the enemy had no immediate intention of attacking. The enemy outside might still be waiting for him to compromise, but he knew the longer he delayed, the more chance he would have to strike back.

He straightened up slightly, his eyes fixed on the door. After a few seconds, the sound outside the door finally sounded again.

"You don't understand, Su Ming." The man said coldly, "You are not truly in control of everything. Everything is no longer under your control."

Su Ming's heart went cold. The man's tone was filled with deep irony, as if to reveal that he lacked the ability to turn the situation around. These words were undoubtedly a challenge to him, and also exposed his inner vulnerability.

Su Ming's hand gripped the heavy iron door tightly, the coldness of the handle transmitting through his fingertips to his heart. His heartbeat continued to pound, and countless possible outcomes raced through his mind. Each possible choice reminded him that he was in an extremely dangerous situation, from which it seemed impossible to escape. In this situation, he had to be extremely cautious with every step he took. A single misstep could lead to disastrous consequences.

"I'm caught between a rock and a hard place." He whispered to himself, his voice a little hazy, as if swallowed by the tense atmosphere. At this moment, he could even hear his own rapid breathing, and the footsteps still lingered, as if they were still quietly approaching from outside.

"What should I do?" Su Ming's heart was filled with hesitation and struggle. In the current situation, it seemed that there was no choice that could allow him to escape safely. If he opened the iron door directly,