Chapter 47: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, the Oriole Waits Behind (Part 1)

  I stumbled to the door, and my mom had already opened it early, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, "Baby's back! Isn't it cold outside? Where's your dad? He went to pick you up long ago, didn't he run into you? I told him to give you a call (to ask about you), but he never listens to me..."

  I was dazed, everything became unreal, my mother's figure seemed like a black and white image playing in front of me. I pushed the luggage into the house, but didn't step inside myself, saying "I'll go take a look around."

  "Don't go looking for him, your dad will be back soon, don't lock the door, (we'll need to open it again later)......"

  My mother's voice came from behind, I locked the door tightly, took a deep breath and walked back, I don't know why but instinctively put my hand aside, and in my hand was already tightly grasping a sharp dissecting knife.

  My home is on the second floor of an old public apartment building, six floors high, without an elevator. Walking down the stairs along the wall, I see through a small decorative window on the stairs that there's a boy below asking the neighborhood aunt something, gesturing with his hands to ask how tall someone is, probably looking for someone.

  The boy is at most twenty years old, tall and slender, with a clear face, wearing a European-style windbreaker that reaches his knees, holding a large violin case in his hand. If it weren't for the little beast inside me growling and roaring at this moment, I would definitely be infatuated: what a boy with so much style! I wonder if he has a girlfriend or not, come on, sister will pamper you, recently sis-con is very popular...

  But at this moment, I was on guard and staring at him. Don't ask me the reason, there is no reason that can be summarized at this moment, it's just my intuition telling me that something is off about this boy. I tucked the scalpel into my waist and walked to the staircase.

  The auntie from the neighborhood who was talking to the boy lives in my building, she moved here a few years ago, her surname is Xie, I'm not very familiar with her. When she saw me, she turned around and pointed at me enthusiastically saying to the boy: "Isn't this the little Qin you're looking for? One meter forty-four, right?"

  I'm not that short, auntie! Don't mess with me about this again in the future!

  "Are you looking for me?" I asked the boy carrying a large violin.

  The boy stretched out his hand and shook hands with me, saying in poor Chinese: "Hello! My name is Wu Hongxi, what's yours."

  I burst out laughing, as if completely enchanted by his handsome appearance, "-eet-u! u're-s-hrng~~~~~!" I held the knife in my right hand and stretched out my left hand to shake hands with him in a somewhat awkward manner. And then I turned to the aunt who was watching the commotion without leaving and said, "Auntie, your daughter-in-law is calling you back home for dinner!"

  Auntie still wouldn't leave, curiously asking this and that: "Little Qin, who is this? So handsome, and back from abroad! Quick, introduce him to me!"

  "I don't know her either, I'll introduce you to her once we're acquainted. You should head back home now, it's not good for you to be here." I said, making way for Auntie at the staircase entrance.

  Auntie looked unhappy and squeezed past me with a cold face.

  The boy watched as Auntie walked in, "BE." He was still smiling politely, but suddenly his face turned gloomy, I think it's because he saw that Auntie Xie's expression wasn't right.

  Xie Aunt's face didn't look right, she must have seen the shiny dissecting knife behind me!

  Strike first and gain the upper hand! I didn't even think about it, one knife stabbed towards this boy who claimed to be called Wu Hongyu!

  But he was prepared, dodging to the side and avoiding my attack. I think I only cut his clothes, but he had great strength and with one push, he knocked me to the ground. As I fell, the knife blade turned and cut his ankle. He retreated several steps, clutching at his wound, and set the violin case on the ground, preparing to open it.

  "Come in! Come in!" I struggled to get up and called out to Auntie, who was still staring at the commotion, to come inside. Auntie was stunned, her mouth agape with fear, but she didn't budge an inch from where she stood.

  Wu Hongxu's violin case opened, and inside was a submachine gun!

  At the same time, my mom was going downstairs and calling me: "Baby, on such a cold day..." I heard her footsteps coming down.

  My mother is right behind me and I don't dare hesitate for a moment!

  I sprang up and rushed towards Wu Hongyu, while at this time Wu Hongyu had already picked up the gun. For a moment, I couldn't tell how powerful the gun was, all I wanted to do was rush up and cut off his carotid artery with one knife before he could raise the gun and fire!

  Even if I die, I must cut off his carotid artery before I die!

  He absolutely cannot have the strength to harm my mom again!

  This is my only thought! The thought of supporting me rushing up without hesitation!

  But faster than me, a figure emerged from the side, his right hand pressed down on Wu Hongyu's not yet fully raised spear, his left hand struck the back of his head fiercely, and with a leg sweep, Wu Hongyu's tall and sturdy body was sent flying into the air, spinning around before landing heavily on his head and falling backwards.

  Wang Yong!!!

  Before I could react, Wang Yong threw Wu Hongyu's spear into the bushes and shielded me with his body. "Take cover!"

  A loud explosion, louder than the old-fashioned popcorn popper, came from the bushes, shrapnel flying everywhere, producing a lot of thick smoke and a pungent smell that spread out.

  At this time, my mother happened to walk to the stairs and saw us all lying on the ground. A man was covering me with his body. My mother hurried over and asked: "What's going on?! Who set off firecrackers so loudly?! Ah! You're Wang Yong, right? Get up quickly, get up... Auntie is pulling you... Great, great, this young man is really spirited..."

  I scrambled up, grabbing my mom's hand and shouting: "Mom! Quick, get inside! Get inside! Crouch against the wall, don't go near the window! Hurry! Where's Dad? Where's Dad?!?!?"