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Nine hundred and seventh real Z teaches you to be a man

Time passes by little by little.

The fat man still grabbed his hair.

He was really worried that the entire network would collapse in the next second.

The girls in the Internet cafe have already tasted the sweetness and their eyes have deepened.

What will that person do with such a big "feast"?

She raised her right hand, as if she was about to press the space bar and make a fatal blow!

But the next second, the girl's eyes suddenly widened.

It seems like something has happened.

The fingers hit quickly.

"Where? How is that possible? That guy was obviously here just now."

The cracked thing was useless.

This is impossible.

How is this possible?!

The fat man who had been watching the game was also shocked.

He couldn't even believe his eyes.

The firewall sent out one of the resistance signals, but the red dot suddenly disappeared!

Not attacked.

Did you disappear?

Are you planning to retreat?

No, not right!

No matter how powerful a hacker is or how fast he retreats, it will leave traces on the Internet, just to see if you can't track it down.

But this one is completely different.

If the timing is not right, Fatty really wants to ask, how did this be done?

He looked at the screen and licked his lips nervously.

The attacker is looking for that person too.

The feeling of knowing that the other person is nearby but not knowing where it is or when it will appear.

Wait for a moment, the fat man paused, why did he always feel that this situation is very familiar...

Where did he see this situation?

The fat man knocked on his head.

On the third floor, the boy sitting in front of the computer was like a flower growing down his fingers. His hands were nimble on the keyboard. The boy's face was reflected on the constantly running screen. His black hair and headband were wearing a hairpin. The indescribable evil was a bit like the young master ****, with a clear angular side face and a white pointed chin, which stood out very prominently at this moment.

"Click click..."

The rhythmic tapping sound seemed to be arriving in the layout.

Many people around the boy were starting to talk about the radio.

Another person was asking: "What's going on? Is the power outage?"

Even some people who tried it stopped their actions.

Including primary school students wearing VR glasses, they were also in the queue.

There will be many voices from all sides.

Some people, some decisions are made to protect the public.

He would still say, what is going on, it's so troublesome.

But if you just think of those that are not worthy of people.

You will miss those worth it.

Such a thing.

Bo Jiu knew the most.

It can be said that such an environment is not conducive to online hunting.

Because it will always interrupt her thoughts.

But it still didn't stop.

No matter what sounds appear around you.

Those who are forgiven are unforgivable, those who are falsely forgive and deny their practices, or those who are directly blamed.

People who live in comfort may not necessarily understand who has brought this comfort to him.

Bo Jiu is different from the great god. What kind of people do she treat and what kind of attitude she has.

But she had to do some things.

Maintain the original order.

No innocence involved.

Protect others' lives.

This is the hacker's Zunyi.

If the other party doesn't even understand this.

Then this person is not worthy of being a hacker at all.

What's more, he was a hacker who pretended to be her.
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