Chapter 82 - 25: Men Are the Most Unable to Resist Provocation_2
Really want to be a hacker! Really want to be a hacker!
"Where’s the main person? Where’s Zhengfa Chengtailang?"
"In the VIP lounge on the second floor. He and that Huang Ban employee just went in not long ago. They might be watching Superdream or playing with a love doll, but it doesn’t matter. He doesn’t have much combat ability."
"Next, I’ll help you take down the guard patrolling the hallway balcony, but remember to keep it quiet. Don’t draw anyone else’s attention. If there’s a risk of exposure, I’ll create a distraction on the first floor. You must withdraw quickly. Understood?"
"Understood."
They acted immediately. The two of them treaded carefully over huge sealed pipelines, cautiously crossing the building and jumping onto the rooftop of the Phoenix Club on the fourth floor. Below was the exterior balcony of the third floor, where the guard was still leaning against the balcony, smoking.
Lin Miao then carefully held a dagger in his mouth, stepping on the air conditioners at the edge, and slowly jumped to the third floor, moving along the window ledge towards the corner. The place was chaotic enough that from below, all you could see were metal sheets and air conditioners, making it hard to spot him.
Once Lin Miao was in position, Lucy threw her monomolecular wire from the rooftop down to the balcony, drawing a strange curving arc. Her pupils turned gold and red, with streams of data flashing rapidly through her eyes. The smoking guard seemed to sense something, but the monomolecular wire had already fiercely stabbed into the slot at the back of his neck, freezing all his cybernetic limbs. Realizing he was hacked, he wanted to call for help, but no matter how hard he tried, his lips wouldn’t open even slightly.
"Hurry up."
After receiving Lucy’s cue, Lin Miao swiftly rounded the corner, leaped to the balcony railing in two jumps, slit the opponent’s throat with a knife, stabbed another into the temple, and then leaned the body backwards, dragging it into the dead corner of the balcony.
The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, and Lin Miao even doubted whether he could apply to become an Assassin. Then he turned his head to look.