This feeling of danger came inexplicably, but Xiang Yu trusted his instincts; it was a survival skill honed over many years on the battlefield.
Xiang Yu was a Special Forces soldier of Huaxia, and his location was known only to Number One; theoretically, it was the safest.
At that moment, a group of heavily armed personnel quietly surrounded the hotel, and ten of them moved up the service elevator to the outside of Xiang Yu's room on the top floor.
These ten people acted in an orderly fashion and coordinated seamlessly, clearly showing they were professionally trained.
They made a few hand gestures there; then someone suddenly kicked the door hard and quickly ducked down.
The room's door was kicked open, and four people jumped in directly, then crouched there, aiming guns at four different directions.
"Secure."
After saying that, the four began searching the room.
The room still had Xiang Yu's scent lingering, and the cup on the coffee table was still warm.
