His calf was so painful that he could no longer walk, if it were someone else, they would have been unable to move three days ago, but he still persisted until now.
The stone platform was very cold, and his clothes were thin; by now, both his hands were frozen.
Heaven knows how much he wanted to walk through that open door he saw just a moment ago.
These past few days, he had deliberately created opportunities for those two people, trying to lure them into making a move against him.
Only when both of them came close would he be confident that he could take them both out!
Otherwise, it was basically impossible.
Due to his leg injury, he wasn’t sure he could catch up with both of them at the same time. And he was not at ease letting even one go; if one became the fish that slipped through the net, if that person were to hide away, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, how could he feel at ease?
There was a sticky mess on his calf.
He hadn’t changed his dressing in three days.
Those two were too cunning; he wouldn’t even go get medicine, for if they knew he was injured, his weakness would be exposed before they even made a move.
But it turned out they just wouldn’t make a move.
His vision blurred for a moment.
Meng Xinian knew that even if he could hold on, his injury wouldn’t let him last much longer.
The wound had become infected, and he was already running a fever.
If it got worse, he would faint, and those two would simply drag him away.
He was always extremely tense, giving them the impression that he wasn’t easy prey.
"Come out! I knew I had found you guys long ago. Aren’t you just Tasang’s dogs?" Meng Xinian knew one of those two could understand some Chinese, or else they wouldn’t have been able to follow him for so many days in City M without drawing a crowd.
If someone spoke in a foreign language on the street, it definitely would draw attention.
"Tasang deserved to die, committing heinous crimes. Yes, I stepped on his head, so what?" Meng Xinian knew these two men had fanatical worship for Tasang, the boss who had died by his hand; hearing him say this would surely trigger them.
As expected, he heard a heavy panting sound.
The one who understood his words was getting angry.
He clenched his fists tightly and said, "Tasang deserved to die for what he did, three shots took him down but that was letting him off easy! I should have tied him to the back of a car and dragged him behind it until he was dead."
Tasang forced women and children into crime, leading many people into the abyss; anyone who opposed him would be tossed to his henchmen for their sadistic amusement.
When they stormed that hideout, they saw several naked women hanging upside down by ropes on the wall, and the bodies of several children.
So, he killed Tasang.
In that situation, he had no choice but to kill Tasang.
"You are a Supervisor Guard from this country?" A tall figure walked out from behind a Tasong tree. This person’s Chinese was very awkward, but at least it was comprehensible.
Meng Xinian did not reply but just laughed disdainfully, "Hey, boy, you finally dare to come out and see your grandpa, huh?"
"You!" The man’s gaze turned fierce under the dim moonlight. "You’re injured?"
Taking a few steps closer, he also smelled a faint scent of blood.
Meng Xinian laughed again: "Your grandpa just got a little scrape, and you’re this concerned? Where’s the other grandson? Call him out too. Following grandpa for so many days must’ve been exhausting, huh? Come out, let’s have a chat?"
Indeed, these two were very cunning, still keeping one person hidden in such a situation.