Chapter 13: Fight 1

At the corner, Li Ran seemed to hear the footsteps of the stairs, and opened his eyes staggeringly.
"Yangyang Brother" she groaned a little, but her voice was low, her face flushed, and she looked sick.
Wang Yiyang frowned, and walked forward.
"You were out all night?" He asked.
Li Ran squeezed a smile, but didn't reply. Seems to have no idea what to say.
"Did you have breakfast? Forget it." Wang Yiyang asked and felt like asking in vain. "Come on, I'll invite you down for breakfast, and then you should go to school."
Li Ran stood up, leaning against the wall, and then silently answered.
"Well thank you brother Yang."
"It's okay. Don't worry, you will be okay soon." Wang Yiyang didn't know how to comfort him.
Li Ran also seemed to listen a lot to this kind of preface, but Qiao's face just smiled, and nothing happened.
The two put the blanket, and she obediently followed Wang Yiyang down the stairs.
Then, two people sat down at the soup noodle shop in front of the community.
The lady in her thirties is wearing a large white apron and is busy cleaning the table.
They have just opened a store, and Wang Yiyang is one of her earliest customers.
"Come here?"
"Two bowls of beef soup powder, one bowl must be spicy, one bowl not." Wang Yiyang asked Li Ran without asking.
Li Ran didn't say anything either, just bowed her head. When the soup was served, she silently picked up the chopsticks and ate it bit by bit.
Just while eating, tears dripped into the bowl.
Wang Yiyang said nothing, quickly finished his bowl of flour, then got up and paid.
"Let's go to school. You" Suddenly he saw Li Ran's dirty dance clothes.
If you go to school directly in this suit, for a girl, the impact will be very bad.
After all, the original white dance clothes and white tights have been smashed into gray and black.
Wang Yiyang was also a little bit stumped at half past one.
Li Ran also seemed to think of this problem. But did not speak.
After the two had breakfast, she went out of the soup noodle shop, and she suddenly spoke.
"I'm going to see my classmates and borrow a school uniform to change, thank you Yangyang, don't be embarrassed," she whispered.
"Hello friend?" Wang Yiyang asked.
"Um," Li Ran nodded.
"Have you called yet?"
"I contacted before, and she agreed. By the way, Yangyang, can you borrow me some money?" Li Ran lowered her head again, her face flushed.
"Okay." Wang Yiyang took a hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to her.
Li Ran took it silently, bowed seriously to Wang Yiyang, then turned and trot quickly rushed into the stairwell, disappeared a few times.
Wang Yiyang sighed. Take out your phone and look at the time. Eight fifteen.
Today is the first day he ordered to mobilize the group to target the mantis.
The first operation has officially started to gather manpower from 7 am.
In Dada's confession, a total of three mantis strongholds were offered. This time Wang Yiyang targeted one of the nearest strongholds.
He had to investigate why the mantis was attacking the Moon and Sky Martial Art Museum.
And still use brutal means such as destroying the door.
Of course, if there is no clue, he may return to Wuguan.
Rather than carrying out investigations in the background, it is better to face the clock and face the silkworm after receiving the evidence, or to ask the grandfather the truth directly
Movie Star Only Hotel.
Two tall men with flat heads were slowly standing in the alley outside the hotel, smoking cigarettes and chatting with their heads whispered.
The sun is approaching noon, and the temperature is slowly returning.
They both wore thick sweaters with hats, and the edges of a black mask were exposed in their pockets.
"Are you sure where you want to go?" One of them whispered.
"It's been established for a long time. The guy has been seen before and hasn't come out in the hotel. Without knowing it, as long as we keep the gate, he will definitely not run." The other calmly said.
"That's right."
As frontline operations personnel of the praying mantis, even if they have only been trained for less than three years, in fact, with the training of various special trainings and drugs, their combat capabilities are far superior to ordinary people.
Da Da Da Da
Suddenly, a heavy rhythm sound quickly approached from a distance.
"Recently, the construction noise in the city is getting louder and louder, and everyone feels sleepless." One of them smiled and smoked.
"Maybe the government has started some urban construction again. That's it for those who are government officials. Good projects are demolished, repaired and demolished." Another shook his head.
"Forget it, it's our fart thing, let's go and get home quickly."
One person bounced off the cigarette butt, stamped out with his foot, and strode toward the alley exit.
The two had just stepped out of the alley, and the smiles on their faces had not faded. I saw a team of armed policemen armed with explosion-proof shields and black body armor, armed with assault rifles, wearing infrared ray scanners, and rushed into the hotel.
Huh!
The door was knocked open.
"Martial law!"
"Here is a riot exercise, this is a riot exercise, please irrelevant personnel to evacuate nearby as soon as possible!"
"Here is a riot exercise, this is a riot exercise, please irrelevant personnel to evacuate nearby as soon as possible!"
In the surrounding air, several gunships fired glare searchlights, and the white light beam swept through the windows of the hotel like a laser.
The huge sound of propeller rotation is just the clapping ‘construction noise’ that the two people just heard.
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The cigarette in one's mouth fell silently to the ground, but he didn't notice it.
They stared blankly at the scene in front of them.
At least hundreds of armed riot police surrounded the Ong Lee Hotel, and in the distance, a number of police cars kept approaching and stopped, and a group of special police with guns quickly came down from above.
Further afield, red dots lit up quickly, glancing across the hotel floors, which were traces of sniper aiming lasers.
"There are two more people here!" Suddenly a drink came from behind them.
"We are good people!" The two trembled and hurriedly raised their hands. While squatting on the ground while raising your hands, holding your head with both hands, you didn't dare to move.
"Liangmin, why are you so skilled at squatting?" There was a weirdness in the voice behind him.
"take away!"
They were dumbfounded.
Before leaving, the two had just been tortured and left, a huge helicopter gunship, accompanied by the sound of a huge propeller, approached the On Li Hotel quickly.
The helicopter hatch opened and Jayne's face emerged from the hatch, overlooking the hotel that was gradually being occupied below.
After a while, he took out the intercom and turned on the switch.
"Boss, the first stronghold has been successfully captured. In cooperation with the military, we have surrounded it perfectly. Do you need to watch the progress?"
"I just want results." Wang Yiyang's calm and cold voice came from the intercom.
"Yes."
Turning off the walkie-talkie, Jayne waved his hands, and several ropes quickly dropped from the helicopter behind him.
All bullet-proof armed soldiers quickly slid down the rope and fell to the top of the hotel.
As soon as one of the soldiers landed, he quickly placed a small precision instrument on his back to the ground floor.
The instrument is painted black and surrounded by four horn-like rings.
As the soldiers operated, a hidden touch screen quickly unfolded at the top of the instrument, and a large amount of black and white data flashed on the screen.
Didi tick
With the data brushing, the bottom of the instrument began to rapidly spread out a circle of microwaves that ordinary people could not detect, penetrating down from the top of the building, and reaching a distance of tens of meters underground.
As the microwave spreads, the screen changes rapidly, and a large number of red light spots appear.
These are all signs representing living people in the building. Each red dot is a person.
Except for this soldier, the rest of the soldiers quickly spread into the hotel like ink dripped into clear water.
Some descend from the hanging rope on the external wall, some quickly descend from the stairwell, and some even cut the floor directly with a cutter to go downstairs.
Click.
Jayne took over a firearm he had handed over, opened the insurance and walked slowly towards the stairwell downstairs.
"Boss, I heard there are many martial arts masters here, be careful." The deputy behind him reminded in a low voice.
"Budo?" Jayne shot at random, slamming.
A figure rushing out of the stairwell on the right front burst a blood flower on his body and fell to the ground.
"Me too."
Holding his gun, he stopped talking and strode into the stairwell.
Gunfire, explosions, roars, and screams continued throughout the hotel building
Wang Yiyang watched quietly outside the cafe, the flowing streets, the flowing people, the flowing cars, and the flowing noise.
In the coffee cup on the white tablecloth in front of him, the red leaf coffee with a lot of milk was slowly stirred by the stirring spoon, and a round pattern appeared.
After setting his mission goals and executing forces, he suddenly became idle.
He wouldn't dare to let him go to the scene to command.
In case of a stray bullet, or a missing enemy approaching, he has no power to bind the chicken, and a little damage is blood loss.
He is a very sad person.
If you can command at the rear, why go to the front line yourself?
He is not a big-headed villain in the movie. His plan is about to succeed and he has to jump out and explain to others, and enjoy the surprise and shock of his opponents.
The result was overturned by the Jedi, and he could not die anymore.
The highest level of planning for such things is to make the enemy dead and think that the enemy is someone else.
Or let the other person think that he was in trouble because of bad luck by accident.
Of course, he is still far from reaching this level, so the only thing Wang Yiyang can do is to stay in the rear.
Hold the coffee, gently pour the dark brown liquid into the mouth and take a sip. Wang Yiyang frowns, lowers the cup again, and tears a packet of sugar into it.
This is already his third bag of granulated sugar.
I don't know why, the granulated sugar in the coffee shop seems not to be sweet enough.