He moved with incredible speed, kicking up clouds of dust from the ground as if he were a storm conjured by his own running. His heart was filled with a fighting spirit, a roaring blaze that seemed ready to illuminate the entire world. He was determined to catch Old Qi before he could escape—for justice, and for all those who had been harmed.
As the three of them closed in, they successfully rendezvoused at the abandoned factory district outside the villa. Moonlight, like spilled water, washed over the desolate area, illuminating the surroundings and leaving the real "Old Qi" with nowhere to hide.
Old Qi’s eyes were filled with shock and resentment. His body trembled slightly, like a beast trapped in a snare, seemingly unable to believe that he had been cornered. His face was pale as paper, his forehead beaded with sweat that shimmered under the moonlight; his eyes revealed a mix of despair and madness, as if he were making a final, desperate struggle.
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