In the heart of the bustling hospital, amidst the rhythmic hum of machines and the hushed whispers of patients, a sudden tension sliced through the air like a blade.
Agent 11, shrouded in darkness and lethal intent, slipped through the labyrinthine corridors, his eyes ablaze with determination. He had one target in mind: Li Xinjie.
Meanwhile, within the confines of Li Xinjie's hospital room, Ren Zirui stood like a stalwart sentinel, his gaze unwavering as he surveyed the surroundings for any sign of danger. By his side, Shadow, his faithful companion, emanated an aura of silent readiness, every muscle poised for action.
As Agent 11's shadow loomed closer, Ren Zirui's senses tingled with foreboding. With lightning reflexes, he intercepted the assailant's advance, his movements a blur of calculated defense.
