HLnovel Chapter 133 Rainy Night
Chapter 133 Rainy Night
London was hit by a torrential downpour without warning, and the entire city was enveloped in a dense curtain of rain.
Raindrops mixed with the cool air pattered through the city, and small puddles of varying sizes quickly formed on the uneven ground, reflecting the bizarre neon lights.
As night approached, the sudden downpour drastically reduced the number of pedestrians on the street, and soon the streets were deserted, with only the neon signs of the shops still shining in the darkness.
However, in the quiet and dark rainy night, a man wearing a black raincoat walked slowly alone in the rain, looking quite happy, as if he was enjoying the comfort that the rain brought him.
However, beneath the black brim of the hood, the man's triangular eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and hidden in his sleeve, unnoticed by most, his veiny hand was gripping a dark pistol!
……
Inside the safe house, the sound of heavy rain pounding against the windows woke Jason, who was fast asleep on the sofa.
Rather than being woken up, it's more accurate to say that he couldn't sleep and, upon hearing the rain, decided to get up and check.
The lights were not on inside, because Jason, like Bai Yeshu, had night vision, so it didn't matter even if the lights weren't on.
A sudden clap of thunder exploded outside the window, briefly illuminating the dark room before plunging it back into darkness. In the lightning's light, Jason's gaunt face was frighteningly pale, and his lips, tormented by pain, were faintly purplish.
"Cough cough..."
Jason's dry throat made him stagger to the table to pour himself a glass of water. Just as he was about to bring it to his lips, a knock at the door made him stop.
Boom, boom, boom...
Jason felt as if a nerve in his brain had suddenly exploded, and his entire body froze on the spot, unable to control himself.
He had been hunted for nearly half a month, and even though he had found a safe place to stay, his mind was still on edge. The inexplicable knocking on the door in the rainy night filled him with a sense of foreboding.
Apart from Bai Yexiu, no one knows that he lives here. Even if Bai Yexiu comes to find him, he doesn't need to knock on the door at all.
who is it?
Jason looked warily toward the door at the end of the corridor, his body tense as he moved backward, a bead of sweat involuntarily rolling down his forehead, his heart pounding like a drum.
Boom, boom, boom...
Without warning, the knocking started again. In the rainy night, the dull and rhythmic knocking sounded particularly eerie.
Jason immediately turned around without hesitation and opened a drawer. Inside the drawer was a pistol that Bai Yexiu had left for him to use for self-defense!
But just as he picked up the gun—a loud bang—the door was violently flung open, like a thunderclap!
At the same time, Jason felt a sharp pain in his wrist. His hand, which had been holding the gun for less than a second, suddenly gave way, and the weapon that could save his life fell to his feet.
His wrist was grazed by a bullet, and blood was gushing out.
Looking down the corridor, I saw a man in a black raincoat standing in the gloomy rain, holding a gun.
The burly man strode into the house like a soldier with firm and confident steps. As he entered, he casually closed the broken door behind him, blocking out the sound of rain pattering outside.
“Jason Perkins,” the man in the raincoat said slowly in a hoarse, smoky voice as he turned on the living room light, “I’ve been looking for him for ages.”
Jason gripped his bleeding wrist and took a few steps back as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes filled with undisguised hatred: "Apep Idra, so it was you."
Apep removed his hood, revealing a square face that looked sinister and cunning—deep crow's feet next to his small, inverted triangular eyes, and a rectangular mustache under his nose. He looked to be only in his forties, and you could see his strong muscles through his clothes.
"How dare you speak to your superior like that? It makes me unhappy." Apep wore a mocking yet pretentious expression. "I guess I'll only have a comfortable life if you're dead, after all, I was only recently promoted."
“From the moment you disregarded the safety of the other ordinary residents in the apartment building and secretly planted a bomb in the building to try to kill me, you ceased to be my superior.” Jason showed no fear, for the overwhelming hatred had long since buried his apprehension.
"It doesn't matter, because you're just a pawn to me. I should thank you for your sacrifice so I could get a promotion and a raise." Apep slowly walked to a position two meters away from Jason, looking at Jason's exposed skin covered with horrific burn scars with a mocking gaze.
“But that’s perfect, it seems I have another reason to kill you.” Apep looked around the room and his suspicions began to hold true. “This house isn’t yours, is it? Did the person who saved you provide it? It must be someone from that organization.”
Jason didn't speak, but just stared warily at Appep, thinking about how to escape Appep's bullets and how to survive Appep's attacks while so badly wounded.
Even if he had to go to hell, he wouldn't want to die at Appepp's hands; it would be an insult.
"So what if you survive? To Mi6 you're a traitor now, you can't go anywhere." Apep threatened, a mocking and confident smile on his cunning face.
As he spoke, Apep raised his gun and aimed it at Jason's forehead, unable to hide the excited smile on his face.
“Listen, all I have to do is tell the people above that you faked your death and escaped during the last apartment incident in order to betray Mi6 and collude with that organization. And killing you this time is a great service. Your life is only fit to be my stepping stone. You should be grateful that I was willing to pretend to train you for a few years. You should repay that kindness with your life.”
Just as Appepp was about to fire, Jason coldly said, "Wait a minute."
"Was there any last words?" Appepp stopped his finger from pulling the trigger.
For Appepp, the current situation is a 100% victory, so there's nothing wrong with listening to this pawn's last words.
"I just want to ask, how many pawns like me are left?" Jason's eyes were devoid of any emotion, and even his tone had become icy cold.
"Not many, only four. They're all talented, but they're only good enough to be my stepping stones," Appepp said bluntly, looking quite proud, and then laughed a few times.
"Hahahaha... Do you think I got my high-ranking position by virtue of the achievements and lives of those pawns? Of course it's secure! I nurtured them, so they should repay my kindness!"
Apep's expression gradually turned frantic, and he even laughed excitedly as he talked about these things.
Look, this is the justice Jason has been searching for since he was a child. He thought he had met an upright and good leader, but it turns out that this upright leader is just an empty shell, full of rotten and maggot-infested filth underneath.
His lifelong beliefs were used as the driving force for the chess pieces, and in the end, he himself would be cut up, trampled, and ground into a stepping stone.
Apep abruptly stopped laughing, staring intently at Jason's hate-filled face: "It's about time. It's time to send you on your way."
Jason did not move when faced with the dark muzzle of the gun.
With confidence, Appepp pulled the trigger, eager to see Jason's face contorted with fear of death!
Time seemed to stand still.
The instant the shot was fired, Jason dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal bullet!
The bullet struck the oil painting hanging on the wall squarely, and Jason fell to the ground, his left leg kicking out and hitting Appep's soft abdomen!
"Jason?!"
Apep was kicked back two steps, letting out an incredulous roar. He never expected that Jason would still fight back when he was about to die.
"Don't even think about letting me die by your hand!" Jason got up and tried to attack again, but Appepp shot Jason in the shoulder, followed by another shot into Jason's thigh.
Due to his frail health and injuries, Jason could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, his blood quickly forming a glaring red pool beneath him.
“I was going to give you a quick death…” Apep was so angry at Jason’s resistance that he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to stomp on the wound on Jason’s thigh with his leather shoe.
The gleaming, expensive leather shoes rubbed against Jason's wound: "Since that's the case, I might as well let you die slowly. You'll bleed to death soon from this kind of injury. You're not appreciating the chance to die quickly!"
Jason gritted his teeth the whole time, without making a sound of pain, until Appepp turned and left.
The door slammed shut, and the room fell silent again, save for Jason's trembling breaths.
He strained to look at a very well-hidden surveillance camera hidden under the ceiling light.
He didn't know if Xiao Xiu would discover everything immediately. But he hoped that the truths Appepp said, recorded on the surveillance footage, would help Xiao Xiu.