Chapter Eighty Telling You A Secret (Part 2)

  The energy modulation core of the biological transformation device is not a joke, although it's only been about a week or so, but Yang Yawei's muscles are not just several levels different from before, and the tendons and other dense connective tissues in Yang Yawei's body are like mechanical materials, working together, how can Hu Bing, an ordinary person, possibly resist.

  With a "slap" sound, Yang Yawei had already thought it through when he took action. His right hand directly grabbed the wrist of Hu Bing's swinging right hand, and his whole body instantly drilled out from Hu Bing's arms. Then, with a fierce force on his right arm, Hu Bing flew out like he was sitting on an airplane.

  A dull thud sounded, and Hu Bing was sent flying seven or eight meters to land on a table, smashing the monitor and other objects to the ground. He let out a pained cry as he lay there, groaning, before passing out cold.

  Yang Yawei waved his right arm, feeling a slight ache in his muscles. With just one hand, he had sent a grown man flying, despite his muscles having undergone intense stimulation from the energy core, increasing their density and cell strength. Still, this move had pulled on his muscles somewhat, leaving a faint soreness that wasn't too severe but still noticeable.

  The sudden change happened in just ten seconds, but such a drastic change left everyone stunned and frozen in place, staring at Hu Bing lying on the computer desk like a dead dog. Everyone's gaze shifted to Yang Yawei, including Lin Ruohang, with an eerie glare that was as sinister as it could be.

  "What are you looking at? I just told him, computer technology is really not my strong point." Yang Yawei said with a straight face. Okay, Yang Yawei admitted that being a hacker feels great, but throwing Hu Bing out with one hand just now also felt great! It's just that such a thrill in modern society probably doesn't have many opportunities to be played out, which makes Yang Yawei a little regretful.

  Hu Bing may have strong fighting skills, but Yang Yawei is a master of the "one move to defeat ten", damn it, I'm not playing technical with you, let's play rough. "Tie him up, take a good look, check if he has any fatal injuries, don't die on me, I'll go report to the police with Lin." Seeing everyone still in a daze, Yang Yawei shouted at everyone to wake them up, then put his sunglasses back on and dragged Lin Ruohan out.

  "Do as he says." Lin Ruohang, who had come back to his senses, immediately instructed the people present and followed Yang Yawei out.

  Yang Yawei took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, but there was no signal. Just now, from the window of the network security department, the outside had restored power, but the danger had not been resolved yet. At least on the top of the building outside, there was still a sniper, and from the mechanical mouse's scan chart, those people in the underground passage did not seem to have received Hu Bing's warning, or Hu Bing simply didn't have time to notify them.

  After all, everything happened too fast, Lin Ruohan quickly caught up with Yang Yawei who was walking towards the elevator, her face slightly red as she opened her mouth to say: "Yang Yawei, thank you." It's just unknown whether her face turned red because of the selfish thoughts that emerged in her heart when Yang Yawei first spoke, or because of Hu Bing's teasing.

  Yang Yiwei didn't know what was going on in Lin Ruohan's mind, he just waved his hand and said: "Plans can't keep up with changes, do you have a way to call the police? It's too dangerous for us to go out, and the signal here won't be restored for a while."

  "Alright, go to my office. Just in case, I've prepared a satellite phone for this afternoon." Lin Ruohang nodded briskly.

  The signal of the satellite phone is naturally impossible to shield, and Yang Yawei couldn't help but praise in his heart. It's no wonder that a rich family like Lin Ruohan's can cultivate such a lean and mean state, which is probably something that some middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s don't have, let alone consider thoroughly. The things that university students do are probably just child's play for someone like Lin Ruohan.

  These words Yang Yiwei would not say out loud, the two people took the elevator directly back to Lin Ruohang's office, found a satellite phone to call for help, all of which were done by Lin Ruohang alone, Yang Yiwei didn't say anything, but Yang Yiwei still noticed that Lin Ruohang first called someone from the military region, and then under their suggestion, he called a leader from the municipal bureau, the rest was up to these people to arrange.

  Yang Yawei couldn't help either, Lin Ruohan's office had a huge floor-to-ceiling window that was right in the sniper's line of sight. When Yang Yawei made the phone call earlier, he had brought Lin Ruohan to her resting room inside, rendering the sniper powerless. The phone call had ended more than ten minutes ago, and the two people sitting in the living room suddenly didn't know what to say.

  After a long time, Yang Yawei didn't know how much time had passed, but he heard the sound of a helicopter outside. Lin Ruohuan finally opened his mouth with a sincere expression: "Yang Yawei, thank you for today's matter. Don't worry, I will keep your secret and won't tell anyone. Hu Bing probably won't say anything either. I'll let him know that domestic and foreign are different soon. If he says something he shouldn't, he can wait to spend the second half of his life in prison. I guarantee that even if national security takes a liking to him, he still won't be able to get out."

  When she said this, Lin Ruohang didn't show any discomfort, her face was calm and decisive. Yang Yawei expressed gratitude on the surface, but in his heart, he couldn't help but mock: "Hu Bing's mouth is really poisonous." Lin Ruohang is indeed a person who doesn't belong to our world. Anyway, I've already made up my mind, after today's matter is settled, beautiful lady, you can say goodbye.

  "Don't say thank you, I'm the one who should be saying it. Now that we're being straightforward, why are you still being polite? Later on, I'll keep everything about you confidential, so don't worry. Today isn't a good day to talk about this, but once things have been settled, come to the company tomorrow and we can discuss further." Lin Ruohan said seriously.

  "Alright, that's settled then. But I've gone to a lot of trouble for you, so don't forget to treat me to dinner. You go ahead and get busy, I'll head back to my department in a bit." Since Lin Ruohan was being so considerate, Yang Yawei was happy to save himself the trouble and simply waved his hand in agreement.

  "Alright, okay." Lin Ruohang thought for a moment, and at this time Yang Yawei going back would also avoid a lot of trouble, she didn't refuse either. When Lin Ruohang came out of the office, looking through the window outside, there were two helicopters hovering, one of them was shining its searchlight on the rooftop where the killer was hiding, the person should have been caught already, and from now on Yang Yawei wouldn't be needed anymore.

  When Yang Yawei left, Lin Ruohan collapsed onto the sofa. No matter how strong she appeared to be, she was still a girl in her early twenties. Who knew about the fragility behind her strength? Moreover, today she had walked on the edge of life and death, and Lin Ruohan couldn't help but feel terrified afterwards. She had thought it would be too simple at first, so why did she agree to Yang Yawei's suggestion to keep it a secret?

  Although it seems that the actions of these international thieves today seem to be a bit abrupt, only those who have experienced it know how dangerous it is. Lin Ruohang felt that his whole body was soft and seemed to have no strength at all.

  Vote for me!! I'm so annoyed - that guy who keeps brushing up on the reader's impression, saying "intelligence has no lower limit", what kind of psychology is this? If intelligence really has no lower limit, then can't you just not look if you don't like it? You come here every day and brush once, did I offend you or something? Others work hard without any reward, but you have to take a detour if you don't like it. I really don't understand what kind of psychology this person has.

  Alright, looking at this impression I'm still very annoyed - is there a brother who can help brush the first three impressions? I'm really annoyed, what kind of people are there in this world.