Chapter 267: The Enemy's Situation Is Unclear
Each of these people had a ferocious face and held various weapons in their hands, ready to attack him at any time.
Qi Tongwei looked down at his body and saw that it was covered with wounds.
Blood continued to flow out of the wound, staining his clothes red.
He felt a sharp pain and almost fainted again.
But he knew that he could not fall down, he had to stay awake to have a chance to escape this desperate situation.
He tried to stand up, but his body was too weak to support his weight.
He had to lean on a broken machine to barely support his body.
His eyes were full of vigilance, always paying attention to the enemy's movements.
The enemy leader was a tall man with a grim face.
He looked at Qi Tongwei with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
"Huh, I didn't expect you to be so tough.
But do you think you can still escape?" the leader sneered.
Qi Tongwei did not answer him, but just stared at him closely, his eyes full of determination.
He knew that at this time, any words were pale and powerless, and only actions could determine his own destiny.
Seeing that Qi Tongwei didn't say anything, the leader became even more arrogant.
"What? Are you mute? Or are you too scared to speak? I tell you, you can't escape today.
If you know what's best for you, kneel down and beg for mercy, and maybe I can spare your life."
Qi Tongwei still didn't speak, his heart was filled with anger and indomitable will.
“He would never give in to these people, even if it meant death, he would maintain his dignity.
Seeing that Qi Tongwei was unmoved, the leader's face became even gloomier.
"Well, since you don't want to drink my toast, don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling his men to attack Qi Tongwei.
The enemies raised their weapons and rushed towards Qi Tongwei.
Qi Tongwei's heart tightened, he knew that this would be a life-and-death battle.
He endured the pain in his body and prepared to face the enemy's attack.
Looking at the enemies coming like a tide, a trace of determination flashed in Qi Tongwei's eyes.
He cursed the King of Hell in his heart, "You resurrected me, but put me in such a desperate situation. What's the difference between this and death? It would be better not to be resurrected, so as to avoid such torture."
Qi Tongwei gritted his teeth and tightly grasped the only weapon in his hand, which was a somewhat worn pistol with only a few bullets left in the magazine.
His body trembled slightly due to the pain, but he still stood stubbornly like an unshakable mountain.
The enemies were getting closer and closer, and Qi Tongwei could clearly see the ferocious expressions and bloodthirsty eyes on their faces.
He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.
At this critical moment, his entire life flashed through his mind.
Once upon a time, he was full of vigor and entered the police force with ideals and ambitions.
He longs to use his power to uphold justice for the people and safeguard peace in the area.
However, the cruel reality made him gradually lose his direction.
The temptation of power and the drive of desire led him step by step towards the abyss.
Now, he was in this desperate situation, as if it was fate's punishment to him.
"Perhaps, this is my retribution." Qi Tongwei thought bitterly in his heart.
But he quickly shook his head. Now was not the time to feel sorry for himself. He had to live on, to atone for the mistakes he had made and for those he had hurt.
The enemy had already rushed to his front, and Qi Tongwei pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Gunshots rang out, and the enemy in the front fell to the ground.
But this did not stop the enemy's attack, and they still rushed towards Qi Tongwei frantically.
Qi Tongwei kept changing positions, avoiding the enemy's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Although his movements were agile, the wounds on his body continued to cause severe pain, which gradually slowed him down.
"Damn it!" Qi Tongwei cursed, he felt his strength was draining away quickly. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be defeated by the enemy sooner or later.
But he couldn't give up, he had to hold on.
At this moment, the enemy leader appeared. He was a burly man with a face full of flesh, holding a huge machete in his hand.
He looked at Qi Tongwei with a cruel smile in his eyes.
"Qi Tongwei, you can't escape today. Just surrender, and maybe I can give you a quick death." The leader said with a sneer.
Qi Tongwei didn't say anything, but just looked at the leader with a firm look.
He would never surrender. Even if he died, he would die with dignity.
Seeing that Qi Tongwei was unmoved, the leader's face became even gloomier.
"Well, since you don't want to drink my toast, don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling his men to continue attacking.
The enemy launched another fierce attack on Qi Tongwei.
Qi Tongwei fought hard, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and the wounds on his body were getting more and more.
He felt his consciousness begin to blur and the scene in front of him became blurry.
"Am I really going to die here?" Qi Tongwei's heart was filled with despair.
He thought of his family, his friends, and those he had let down.
He regretted what he had done, but it was too late to say anything now.
Just when Qi Tongwei was about to fall into despair, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
That was the sound of a police siren! He was delighted. Could it be that reinforcements were coming?
However, the enemy also heard the sirens.
They knew that if the police came, they would be unable to escape.
So they attacked Qi Tongwei more frantically, trying to get rid of him before the police arrived.
Qi Tongwei gritted his teeth and used his last bit of strength to resist the enemy's attack.
He knew that as long as he could hold on until the police arrived, he would have a chance of survival.
Time passed minute by minute, and Qi Tongwei's body had reached its limit.
Everything went dark before his eyes and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
But he still stood stubbornly and did not fall down.
At this moment, the enemy went completely crazy. They raised all the loaded guns in their hands and shot wildly at Qi Tongwei.
Fires flickered in the darkness and bullets flew towards Qi Tongwei like raindrops.
Qi Tongwei could only hear the whistling of the wind in his ears and the sharp sound of bullets piercing the air.
In an instant, Qi Tongwei's body was hit by countless bullets.
Intense pain came over him like a tide, and he felt as if his body was being cut by countless sharp blades.
His clothes were stained with blood and his body was shaking constantly.
However, miraculously, although the bullets penetrated Qi Tongwei's body, they did not hit any vital parts.
Not a single bullet hit his head or heart, as if a mysterious force was protecting him.