In the distance, Shang Dong witnessed all this, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes. He frowned tightly, muttering to himself, "How could it be? How could that kid not be hit?" His gaze coldly fixed on Flame, he once again raised the gun in his hand, preparing to pull the trigger.
However, at that moment, a gunshot sounded from behind him. Shang Dong's heart tightened, but it was too late to evade. A bullet pierced through his chest, blood spurting out. He uttered a muffled groan, clutching his chest, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
The shooter was Flying Eagle. After dealing with the Mantis, he rushed over to join Flame. Seeing Shang Dong preparing to shoot at Flame, he unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.
The remaining mercenaries sensed something was wrong and immediately turned back to protect Shang Dong. But their prowess was far inferior to that of Flying Eagle and Flame, and they were quickly taken down one by one by the trio.
Flame looked coldly at Shang Dong, who was lying on the ground, and said emotionlessly, "Shang Dong, today is your end!" Clutching his chest, Shang Dong glared venomously at the three of them, never expecting to stumble on his own turf. He tried to threaten them, claiming all the mercenaries in the base would rush over. But Flame was unfazed, directly raising his hand to fire a shot, ending Shang Dong's sinful life.
Looking at Shang Dong's corpse, Wang Qingshan was filled with emotion. He had been lurking by Shang Dong's side for years, finally bringing this major drug lord to justice.
He turned to Flame, saying with contentment, "My son has also become an outstanding special forces soldier."
Flame looked at his father, his heart full of mixed feelings, as he realized his father's undercover identity and the years of dedication.
But now was not the time for a reunion; they had to leave this dangerous place quickly. Flame anxiously looked at his father and Flying Eagle and said, "We need to go now!"
Just as he finished speaking, they heard a cacophony of footsteps approaching. "They're coming!"
Flying Eagle said nervously, Wang Qingshan's brow furrowed, knowing the three of them couldn't possibly escape the pursuit of so many mercenaries.
As he prepared to sacrifice himself to divert the enemy and let the other two escape, Flame interrupted his words, directly pulling out the last Thousand-Mile Button and saying, "I have a way to get out."
In Wang Qingshan and Flying Eagle's astonishment, Flame recited a spell and activated the Thousand-Mile Button, causing the three of them to vanish from the spot.
Wang Qingshan's vision abruptly went black, the wind howling in his ears, feeling as if he had suddenly entered another world, his body completely out of control, as though floating in endless void. But this sensation was fleeting, and soon his vision brightened again.
He looked around, finding himself in a completely unfamiliar environment. "Where... is this place?" he asked in astonishment, "How could we have moved from Shang Dong's lair to here in the blink of an eye?" He knew that place inside out, and this was clearly not it.
Flame surveyed the surroundings and then explained, "This is our temporary rendezvous point for this mission." He recalled Lin Beichen's words, that magical Thousand-Mile Button could take him to where he most desired. In Shang Dong's lair, he wanted to find his father, and at this moment, he wished to return to the rendezvous point, and so they appeared here.
Looking at the Thousand-Mile Button turning to ashes in his palm, Flame couldn't help but admire Lin Beichen's amazing gadget.
Hearing Flame's explanation, Wang Qingshan's eyes widened, filled with disbelief. They had just been in Shang Dong's nest, how could they have returned to the special team's rendezvous point in the blink of an eye? It was simply unbelievable!
Flying Eagle was initially shocked as well, but remembering it was Lin Beichen's tool given to Flame, he was then relieved.
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted their thoughts: "Flying Eagle, Flame, where did you two run off to?!" The three of them turned their heads to see an angry woman approaching quickly—it was Xia Luyao, the captain of the Venomous Snake Special Team.
Flying Eagle and Flame both tensed up, knowing they couldn't avoid a reprimand.
Xia Luyao walked up, glaring angrily at the two, then noticed Wang Qingshan beside them, asking vigilantly, "Who is this person? Why is he here?"
Flame hurriedly explained, "He's my father. We wouldn't have been able to take down Mantis and Shang Dong without his help this time."
"What?! You actually took down Mantis and Shang Dong?" Xia Luyao asked in shock.
Flying Eagle nodded to confirm, "Yes, captain, we'll report the details once we return."
Xia Luyao assessed them for a few moments, then finally nodded in agreement, "Let's return to the rendezvous point first."
Back at the rendezvous point, Flying Eagle and Flame detailed the night's operation. Upon hearing how they succeeded with Lin Beichen's help, the team members were all astonished.
"Oh my god, you two actually broke into Shang Dong's lair and succeeded?!"
"And it was all guided by Lin Beichen?"
"That's incredible!"
The team gathered around, discussing excitedly, their faces full of surprise.
At that moment, Xia Luyao received a call from the police station: "Hello, Captain He, any new developments?"
The voice on the other end was filled with excitement, "Captain Xia, our sentry reports that Shang Dong's stronghold suddenly plunged into chaos, many subordinates have fled. We've captured some, and they confessed that Shang Dong and Mantis have been killed!"
After hanging up the phone, Xia Luyao looked at Flying Eagle and Flame in surprise, "So what you said was true?!"
"Wow, Flying Eagle, Flame, you two are incredible!" Wild Ox exclaimed, wide-eyed and full of admiration as he looked at the two.