Chapter 39: Fang Wei Meets with Disaster and Gets Injured

  Fang Wei had been waiting at the Emperor Nightclub for three days, and this time he drove his car directly to the entrance of the Emperor's, staying in the car, slowly waiting, but similarly, after a night of waiting, Hu Zi still did not appear.

  At this time, Fang Wei was a bit puzzled. Generally speaking, managers wouldn't have such loopholes. Since he had chosen the location, the target should appear within a few days. However, this time seemed to be taking longer than expected. But this wasn't too strange, after all, managers could only make judgments based on the target's usual habits, and occasional mistakes were possible. Fang Wei decided to wait another day, if the target still didn't appear, he would have to think of another way.

  On the fourth day, Fang Wei still drove to the entrance of Di Hao and waited for half a night without seeing Hu Zi appear. He opened the car window in boredom, intending to smoke a cigarette, when he suddenly caught sight of someone walking towards him from not far behind through the rearview mirror.

  Fang Wei's expression suddenly became tense and unnatural, it was clear that the man's target was himself. He quickly looked around and found that there were people approaching from all directions, with their right hands hidden behind their backs. Fang Wei's heart skipped a beat as he silently cursed: "Damn it, something's wrong!"

  He didn't dare to slack off, and as soon as he started the car, a vehicle not far away suddenly emitted a loud roar and rushed over, heavily crashing into Fang Wei's car.

  Fang Wei hadn't even had time to react when he was hit and became dizzy. Before he could respond, two handguns emerged from the opposite car window, "Bang... Bang" several shots rang out, and several bullets whizzed by.

  As the car window shattered, Fang Wei's left shoulder and left buttocks went numb, and two blood flowers burst forth. Fang Wei remained calm in the face of danger, his right hand swiftly shifting into reverse gear, and with a fierce press of the accelerator pedal, the engine let out a loud roar as he backed the car out. With a twist of the steering wheel, another press of the accelerator pedal, and amidst a series of roars, the car shot forward rapidly. The cars behind also quickly reacted, chasing after him in hot pursuit.

  Fang Wei endured the numbness on his left side and drove the car forward at high speed. Although his left hand and buttocks were injured, Fang Wei's driving speed was still extremely fast, and he turned off the main road in about ten minutes. The other car was still chasing closely behind him.

  Fang Wei looked at his left shoulder, which was bleeding profusely, and knew that if he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. After speeding crazily for a while, he saw a large residential area appear in front of him and quickly turned the car around, stopping it before fleeing into the narrow alleys of the residential area alone. Only in such places was there a possibility of escaping pursuit!

  Fang Wei covered the wound on his left shoulder and limped into the shadows of the corridor. Soon, a car followed closely behind and stopped beside Fang Wei's car. The two people in the car looked around and got out. After glancing at Fang Wei's empty car, they exchanged a look and split up to chase after him into the corridor.

  Fang Wei leaned against a corner of the wall, panting slightly. He had just run for a few seconds and his left buttock started bleeding profusely. It seemed he couldn't engage in any more intense exercise.

  Faintly, the sound of light footsteps could be heard from that direction. Fang Wei let out a gentle breath, pulled out his gun from under his arm, released the safety catch, and waited quietly. The footsteps slowly got closer and closer, Fang Wei took a deep breath, silently counted one, two, three, then stretched out the gun and fired twice.

  Although a silencer was installed, the two low sounds of "whoosh... whoosh" still seemed particularly eerie in the quiet night. It wasn't until a heavy object fell to the ground that Fang Wei finally let out a gentle breath.

  He sat still on the spot, and soon another hurried footsteps came from that side. After a low cry, it suddenly became quiet. Fang Wei waited patiently without making any rash moves.

  After a few seconds, a faint footstep started moving slowly forward again. Fang Wei didn't dare to be careless, and from his pocket he took out a lighter and gently tossed it in that direction. As the sound of the lighter hitting the ground came, Fang Wei gritted his teeth and rolled out from behind the wall corner, just about to raise his gun to fire, when suddenly his left shoulder wound throbbed violently, causing Fang Wei's whole body to shudder.

  In this brief moment, the man opposite had already reacted, taking aim at Fang Wei. Just as Fang Wei fired his gun, the other man pulled the trigger too. With two almost simultaneous shots, both men stumbled back, and a few seconds later, the man opposite fell backwards, a bright red blood flower on his forehead catching the eye. Meanwhile, Fang Wei clutched his stomach, smiling wryly in relief: "This shot was worth it..."

  With great difficulty, he crawled up and was about to get in the car to leave. Just as he took two steps, he heard a series of braking sounds outside, followed by several voices: "The cars are all here, go take a look inside..."

  Fang Wei let out a bitter laugh, and just as he was about to escape, his plan fell apart at the last minute. Helpless, he covered his wound and turned around, hobbling deeper into the residential area.

  Inside, after turning several corners, I didn't see a safe hiding place, and the voices behind were getting closer and closer. The dark passage whispered: "Is this time really going to be defeated?" Just as I was sighing, I suddenly saw a wall corner, where several old door boards had a flower cat crawling out from underneath, and with a "whoosh" it darted out.

  Fang Wei's eyes lit up in front of him, and those old door boards were piled flat on the ground, making it impossible for a cat to easily slip inside, unless...

  He hastily walked over, laboriously lifted several boards, and as expected, a narrow staircase led down to what appeared to be a basement. Fang Wei quickly looked around and saw that there were no bloodstains nearby, only then did he feel at ease. He slowly made his way in from the edge of the board, carefully restoring the overhead board to its original position, carefully examining it to ensure there were no obvious gaps before cautiously making his way down.

  The stairs were extremely narrow, only about two feet wide, and the bottom was pitch black, filled with a musty air. It seemed that no one had come down here for a long time. Fang Wei slowly felt his way down ten or so steps before encountering a small wooden door. He lightly touched it and found a small lock on top, which he gently touched again, finding rust spots all over it. Apparently, no one had been down here for at least two years.

  Fang Wei stopped all his movements, listened quietly to the outside, and heard a few people's noise coming from far away. It seemed that they had not been chased yet. He grabbed the small lock and twisted it with force, and the lock opened with a soft "click".

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