"Creak~"
The rusty wooden door hinge made a slight sliding noise.
Big Beard, the leader Asleep, Ali's fingers suddenly twitched slightly, years of combat experience had him maintain a certain level of alertness even in deep sleep.
As if sensing something, he abruptly opened his eyes.
"Who's there!"
However, all was silent in the darkness.
Ali realized the danger and immediately tried to reach for the weapon by his bedside.
But at that moment, a cold gun barrel pressed against his forehead, making his body stiffen and he dared not move any more.
"Are you Ali?" a deep male voice asked.
Ali's heart sank to the bottom...
Because... the other party was speaking Chinese...
"Click!" A beam of tactical flashlight suddenly shone on Big Beard's face, causing him a moment of dizziness.
He tried to open his eyes, wanting to see the face of the person before him, but under the strong backlight, he could only see a vague silhouette.
"Hmm! You are indeed Ali!"
