Chapter 343: Chapter 341 Have you heard my story?


    Bi Fang instinctively crouched down.


    Then another gunshot followed, the distance had not lessened; it was clear that the other side had fired twice in quick session from the same location. Momentster came a sound of doors being broken.


    The audience was startled, btedly realizing that their opponent actually had a gun!


    “They’re using guns to unlock doors! Right on this floor!”


    The voice was very clear, and also very close, close at hand!


    How far was it, twenty meters? Or thirty meters?


    After breaking through the door, the other side didn’t make a scene but advanced silently. The non-urgent, steady footsteps pressed on the atmosphere, making it tenser and tenser. Bi Fang quickly got up from the ground, suppressed his breathing, and the darkness was filled with nothing but footsteps.


    Run!


    At this moment, the audience stood united, unanimously urging Bi Fang to move quickly.


    Pupils silently dting to let in more light, Bi Fang surveyed his surroundings, retreating quickly and steadily like a tiger lurking in the darkness.<div>


    As the two parties who were about to intersect once again missed each other, the onlooking audience could not help but exhale in relief as the roller-coaster-like plot twists made their hearts leap out of their chests!


    Bi Fang wiped the sweat off his forehead, his heart equally tense. Fortunately, he had avoided this wave, but as he took another step and entered a narrow alley, the sensation under his feet suddenly changed!


    “Ah!”


    “Don’t kill me!”


    …


    Matthewy prone on the ground, daring not to move an inch, asrge cold sweat dripped crazily down his body, soaking him as if he had just been pulled from water.


    The sudden gunfire almost snapped his heartstrings, and the subsequent sound of breaking doors was like a death knell. He covered his head with a ck cloth, trying to blend into the night to escape.


    But before he could evade, a powerful pressure came crushing down on his back, prating through his chest.


    The neer simrly hadn’t realized that someone else was hiding in the darkness. A foot stepped on his back, then lightly leaped up and darted out of the narrow alley. That bone-crushing step pressed right on Matthew’s lungs, squeezing the breath out of him, and he involuntarily cried out before immediately raising his hands to surrender.


    “Don’t kill me!”


    Bi Fang was startled. He pulled out the rebar from his waist, quickly crouched down, then got on one knee, using a knee strike to keep Matthew, who was trying to get up, pressed down. At the same time, he wrapped the rebar around the other man’s neck and tightened it fiercely!


    “Don’t, don’t kill me—ugh!”


    Matthew’s hands desperately pushed against the rebar. His face color was indiscernible in the dark, but everyone could see his face turning blue with strained veins due to theck of oxygen.


    “Shut up!”


    Bi Fang hissed softly, looking at the man struggling beneath him. He withdrew the rebar, switching to restraining him with one hand, and pulled him into the narrow alley.


    For some reason, the moment after hearing Bi Fang’s rebuke, the man indeed stopped struggling and let Bi Fang drag him into the alley.


    Just as the man’s feet entered the alley, a beam of shlight light struck them directly, causing both their pupils to constrict.


    Bi Fang, holding the man, pressed tightly against the wall behind him, staring at the white light in front. He could even distinctly feel the man in front of him trembling slightly, with his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.


    “Is anyone there?”<div>


    The man in ck shook his shlight, hesitating as it swept over the alley before moving it elsewhere.


    The man in the green jacket exined as well, “Don’t be scared, although we have guns, we won’t hurt you. We were just using them to open doors. We need weapons to protect ourselves and others, don’t we?”


    After waiting a long while, there was still no response.


    The two exchanged nces, both drawing their handguns, and cautiously approached the alley.<div>


    A minuteter…


    “No one?”


    The man in ck’s eyebrows nearly twisted into a knot. The voices had definitelye from here, how could there be no one?


    “Forget it, it might have been a stray cat. The ‘goods’ around here were almostpletely looted; it’s impossible that we would just happen to find other survivors in a random factory,” the man in the green jacket casually kicked a stone, unsurprised. After the turmoil in Yemen, there was no shortage of stray cats and dogs; their screams could often be heard in the middle of the night.


    The man in ck shook his head, sticking to his opinion, “No, there definitely was someone.”


    Once could be an illusion, twice definitely isn’t.


    How could it be such a coincidence? The voice just now was muffled and distorted, but it was unmistakably human!


    Yet gazing at the empty alley, the man in ck couldn’t understand where the person had gone. After waiting for a moment, he could only leave.


    What neither of them saw—or if they did, they didn’t realize—was that at the far end of the narrow alley, a ck cloth was indeed covering a horizontal beam, and beneath it, a thick hemp rope was pulled taut.


    Bi Fang was hanging straight below the beam with his left hand clutching the man and his right hand wrapped around the hemp rope!


    So heavy!


    Bi Fang’s temple veins bulged, the weight of two people almost made him lose his grip, but thankfully the man also grabbed the rope, taking on some of the weight.


    The audience was yelling ‘666’, scenes one would only expect in a movie were actually unfolding in reality!<div>


    Incredible!


    [Awesome, that’s so badass!]


    [I hereby dere Master Fang the strongest creature on earth!]


    [Young hero, what arm strength!]


    [Such a waste not to use that arm strength for heavy lifting, our construction site needs talents like you!]


    [Youthful Power Big Brother gifts the host Big Bone *666—Blow up Master Fang’s arm strength!]


    [Tonight Sleep with ck Silk Senior Sister gifts the host Meatball *66—All my instant noodle money for the month goes to you!]


    “Can you hold on?”


    After confirming that the two people above had left, Bi Fang asked in a low voice.


    Considering the current situation, he realized that the man he had stepped on earlier was not with the other two above.


    “I can!”


    The man nodded frantically in response.


    Seeing this, Bi Fang slowly let go with his left hand, and the man did not disappoint him, managing to grab the rope without falling.<div>


    With much of the weight lifted, Bi Fang felt the pressure decrease. He held onto the rope with both hands, raising himself bit by bit, grabbed the horizontal beam again, and heaved himself up.


    Then he swiftly turned around, grabbed the rope, and pulled the man up.


    Afterpleting the whole set of motions, even with Bi Fang’s current physique, he felt somewhat spent. Lying on the ground, he took big breaths to catch his breath. When he had recovered a bit, he suddenly sat up and stared at the man in front of him.


    The two men locked eyes.


    Matthew blinked, using the faint starlight to see that familiar face with its distinct outlines, along with ck hair and ck eyes, and a tall figure.


    The person he had been longing for day and night suddenly appeared before him—how could he not be thrilled? Matthew wanted to say something, but the excitement seemed to squeeze his throat, and before he could utter a word, Bi Fang spoke up first.


    “Is it you?”


    Bi Fang’s words shocked everyone. Master Fang knows this person?


    [Damn, Master Fang, you know him?]


    [Wait a minute, both appearing on the battlefield, Old Fang even knows him, could this be somerade on a secret mission? Is it really okay to livestream this?]


    [What’s this called? This is called a united front, my friends.]


    [Are you all dumb? Old Fang is a born and bred Huaxia People, how could he have a foreigner as arade in arms?]


    [Who can say for sure, maybe he’s a sleeper agent, there are proletarian warriors in foreignnds too!]<div>


    “You know me!? Have you heard of my story?”


    Sure enough, hearing Bi Fang’s question, Matthew got even more excited, his face turning red with effort. As a former War Correspondent, Matthew had a bit of fame, and even after bing a newspaper executive, his legend persisted in the underworld.


    Matthew thought Bi Fang might have heard his story!


    “I don’t know you.”


    Matthew: “…”