Chapter 013 Hand-to-Hand (above)

  Around the corner, Li Ran seemed to hear footsteps on the stairway and opened her eyes in a daze.   "Brother YangYang ......" she called out somewhat drowsily, only her voice was low, her face flushed, and she looked a little sick.   Wang Yiyang frowned and walked forward.   "You were out all night?" He asked.   Li Ran squeezed out a smile and didn't reply. It seemed like she didn't know what to say.   "Have you eaten breakfast yet? Forget it." Wang Yiyang felt it was a waste to ask. "Let's go, I'll invite you down for a quick breakfast, and then it's time for you to go to school."   Li Ran stood up holding the wall and was silent for a while before she answered in a low voice.   "Well ...... thank you brother Yang Yang."   "It's okay. Don't be anxious, it will be fine soon." Wang Yiyang didn't know how to comfort, and could only say some vague generalizations.   For this kind of generalization, Li Ran also seemed to have heard a lot, her pretty face just smiled, nothing moved.   Two people put the blanket, she also obediently followed Wang Yiyang downstairs.   Then, the two people sat down in front of the neighborhood in the soup noodle store.   The boss's wife was in her thirties, wearing a big white apron, and was busy wiping the table.   Having only just opened the store, Wang Yiyang and the two of them were considered one of her earliest customers.   "What would you like?"   "Two bowls of beef soup noodles, one bowl should be spicy, one bowl should not." Wang Yiyang didn't ask Li Ran and directly ordered food.   Li Ran didn't say anything either, just lowered her head. Only when the soup noodles were served did she silently pick up her chopsticks and ate one bite after another.   Only while eating, there were tears dripping into the bowl.   Wang Yiyang didn't say anything else and quickly finished his bowl of noodles, then got up and paid.   "Let's go, go to school. You ......" Suddenly he saw the dirty dance clothes on Li Ran.   If one wore these clothes directly to school, for a girl, I'm afraid that the impact would be very bad.   After all, the original white dance clothes and white pantyhose had long been rubbed with a gray and black piece.   Wang Yiyang was also a bit stumped for a moment.   Li Ran also seemed to have thought of this problem. But did not say anything.   Only after the two finished breakfast and left the soup noodle store did she suddenly open her mouth.   "I'll go find my classmates and borrow a set of school uniforms to change into, thank you brother Yang Yang, don't be difficult." She whispered.   "Hello friend?" Wang Yiyang asked.   "Well ......" Li Ran nodded.   "Then ...... did you call?"   "Contacted before, she promised. By the way, brother Yang Yang, can ...... you lend me some ...... money ......" Li Ran lowered her head again, her face red.   "OK." Wang Yiyang drew a one hundred dollar bill from his wallet and handed it to her.   Li Ran silently took it, earnestly bowed to Wang Yiyang, and then turned around and dashed into the stairwell at a fast trot, disappearing in a few moments.   Wang Yiyang sighed. Took out his cell phone and looked at the time. Eight fifteen.   Today was the first day he had given the order to mobilize the group's forces against Mantis.   The first action had already started at seven in the morning, officially gathering manpower.   In Dada's confession, a total of three Mantis strongholds had been confessed. This time, Wang Yiyang was targeting the nearest of these strongholds.   He had to investigate why the Mantis was targeting the Moon Hollow Martial Arts Center.   And it was still using such cruel means as extermination.   Of course, if he really couldn't find any clues, he would, perhaps, return to the martial arts center for a trip.   Instead of investigating all sorts of things behind his back, it would be better to get the evidence and confront Zhong Silkworm face-to-face, or directly ask his grandfather for the truth.   ......   ......   Shadow Star City Angle Hotel.   Two tall men with flat heads were slowly standing in the alley outside the hotel, smoking cigarettes and gossiping in low voices.   The sun was approaching midday and the temperature was slowly warming up.   The two men, however, were wearing thick sweatshirts with hoods, and a corner of the edge of a black mask was still exposed in the coat pocket.   "Have you determined the location of the target?" One of them asked in a low voice.   "It's long been determined, the guy was seen before and hasn't come out of the hotel. Without noticing, as long as we guard the door, he definitely won't be able to escape." Another person said calmly.   "Fair enough."   As Mantis's frontline operation personnel, even if they had only been trained for less than three years, their actual combat abilities were far beyond the average under the cultivation of various special training and drugs.   Ta-da-da-da-da ......   Suddenly a heavy rhythmic sound approached quickly from the distance.   "Recently, the city has been getting more and more noise from the old construction, it all feels like you can't sleep well." One of them laughed and took a drag on his cigarette.   "Maybe it's the government starting some city construction again. That's how those officials are, tearing down and repairing and tearing down good projects." The other shook his head.   "Forget it, it's none of our business, let's go, get to work and go home."   One person flicked off his cigarette and stamped it out with his foot, striding towards the exit of the alley.   The two men had just walked out of the entrance of the alley, and the smile on their faces hadn't completely faded. They saw a team of armed police, armed with explosion-proof shields and black bullet-proof suits, holding submachine guns and wearing infrared ray scanners on their heads, rushing into the Angli Hotel at a fast pace.   Boom!   The gate was smashed open.   "Martial law!"   "This is a riot control drill, this is a riot control drill, please evacuate the neighborhood as soon as possible for unrelated people!"   "This is a riot control drill, this is a riot control drill, please evacuate the neighborhood as soon as possible for unrelated personnel!"   In the mid-air around them, several armed helicopters swept their blinding searchlights, their white bright beams sweeping through the hotel's one-story windows like lasers.      "......"   "......"   The cigarette that one man was still biting in his mouth fell silently to the ground, but he was oblivious to it.   The two men gazed dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.   At least hundreds of armed riot police surrounded the Onli Hotel, and in the distance, a police car kept approaching and stopping, from which a team of gun-toting SWAT officers flew down.   Even further away, a red dot flew brightly, sweeping through the various floors of the hotel, it was a sniper's aiming laser trace.   "There are two more people here!" Suddenly a low shout came from behind the two men.   "We are good citizens!!!" The two men shuddered and hurriedly shouted with their hands raised high. While raising their hands, they squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads, not daring to move.   "Good citizens why are you guys squatting so skillfully?" A hint of strangeness came from the voice behind him.   "Take away!"   The two were instantly dumbfounded.   Before leaving, the two had just been handcuffed and left when an even more massive helicopter gunship, accompanied by the sound of loud propellers, flew close to the Ngong Li Hotel.   The helicopter's hatch opened at once, and Jayne's face was revealed from the hatch, overlooking the hotel below that was gradually being occupied.   A moment later, he took out the intercom in his hand and flipped the switch.   "Boss, the first stronghold has been successfully captured, and in conjunction with the military forces, we have surrounded it perfectly. Do you need to see the live progress?"   "I just need the results." Wang Yiyang's calm and icy voice came from the other end of the intercom.   "Yes."   Closing the intercom, Jayne waved his hand, and several ropes were quickly thrown down from within the helicopter behind him.   One by one, fully bulletproof and armed soldiers flew along the ropes and slid down, landing on the roof of the hotel.   As soon as one of the soldiers landed on the ground, he quickly placed a small precision instrument on his back onto the roof.   The instrument was pitch-black in color, with four horn-like rings placed around it.   With the soldier's operation, the top of the instrument quickly unfolded a hidden touch screen, and a large amount of black and white data flashed on the screen with a swish.   Tick ...... tick ...... tick ...... tick ......   With the data swish, the bottom of the instrument began to rapidly diffuse a circle of commonly imperceptible microwaves, from the roof of the building downward penetration until the underground tens of meters away.   As the microwaves spread, the screen changed rapidly, surfacing a dense mass of red light points.   These were all markings representing living people in the building. Each red dot was a person.   Apart from this soldier, the rest of the soldiers were like drops of ink in clear water, spreading rapidly and entering the hotel.   Some went down from the outer wall slings, some went down quickly from the stairwells, and some even went down directly by cutting the floorboards with their cutters.   Click.   Jayne took one of the firearms handed over by his men, turned on the safety, and slowly walked towards the stairwell going down.   "Boss, I heard that there are quite a few martial arts experts here, be careful." The deputy behind him warned in a low voice.   "Martial arts?" Jayne casually shot, bang.   A silhouette rushing out of the stairwell in front of him on the right exploded in a cloud of blood and flopped to the ground.   "I used to be."   He carried his gun and without further ado, striding into the stairwell.   Gunshots, explosions, roars, and screams continued to emanate from the entire hotel building.   ......   ......   Wang Yiyang quietly looked out of the cafe, the flowing streets, the flowing people, the flowing cars, and the flowing waves of sound.   In the coffee cup on the clean white tablecloth in front of him, the Red Leaf Coffee with a lot of milk was slowly being stirred by the stirring spoon, surfacing with circular patterns.   After determining the mission objectives, as well as the execution force, he suddenly had nothing to do.   If he were to actually go to the scene and take command, he wouldn't really dare.   In the event of a stray bullet, or a missed enemy approaching, his own hands were tied, and any more or less damage would be a bloody loss.   He was a person who cherished his life.   Why would he go to the front line when he could command from the rear?   He is not one of those movie villains with a rigid brain who has to jump out and explain his plan to people when it is about to succeed, enjoying the astonished and shocked gazes of his opponents.   As a result, he was overturned by the Jedi, and died to the point that he could not die again.   The highest level of planning this kind of thing, is to let the enemy die still think that the enemy is someone else.   Or let the other party simply think that he was in trouble because of unexpected bad luck.   Of course, he was still far from reaching this realm today, so the only thing Wang Yiyang could do was to stay at the rear.   Picking up the coffee, gently pouring the dark brown liquid into his mouth and taking a sip, Wang Yiyang frowned, put the cup down again, and tore another packet of granulated sugar and poured it in.   This was already the third packet of granulated sugar he had put in.   I don't know why, the cafe's granulated sugar didn't seem sweet enough, putting in more didn't feel very sweet.