Afterwards, we went out to relax, but the technicians were still busy. Li Yanhong told me that they were breaking through the data transmission signal of the space satellite. Once they broke through, they could capture the external frequency interface and upload the video. Moreover, since it was a data port directly obtained from the satellite, overseas countries could not completely block the port and could only ban web links.

This is equivalent to a pirated bookseller who is caught will not check his nest after he is caught, and even pirated books are not confiscated, and he will continue to sell them in another place.

I said: "Satellite data links are so easy to break?"

Li Yanhong whispered: "After all, it is civilian technology software. These people are professional hackers. Do you understand what professional hackers mean?"

"Of course I know, I'm hired."

"Yes, they have the highest technology, the widest resource channels, and the best attack equipment. It is nothing more than a matter of time to break through a firewall of civil satellites." Li Yanhong said.

"Brother, what conditions did they promise you? Let you be willing to take on such a dangerous task?" I said.

"I want to build a website. I have information resources in this area. The technical resources just don't have channels. They agree to give me channels."

"Oh, what website? It's not a pornographic website, right?" I smiled.

"The Taoist priest is just a site that specializes in searching for network information. For example, if you want to find a pornographic website, it is unrealistic to rely on your own web pages to find similar web pages, and use my website to find related web pages."

"This idea is really good, I wish you success." I smiled.

I knew in my heart that with the three flowers gathering in his head, everything I wanted would come true.

But I never expected that this vulgar man named Li Yanhong would be so awesome in the future...

That night I took a bath with cold water. My body was cold and my heart was hot. Especially when I slept on the bed and closed my eyes. The scenes I saw during the day seemed to be like a ghost that was not dispersed. They circled around in front of my eyes, and the more I thought about it, the harder I became.

This night passed and it was a big blow. After a long struggle in my mind, I suddenly thought of "The Art of Destroying Disasters and Inlaying Stars". Although this book records the methods of disasters, it has methods to teach people to regulate their desires.

Because "lustful and depleted disaster" is a common disaster spell for men and women. How women arouse men's desires, or how men arouse women's desires, there are methods to follow and techniques to use. Similarly, since there are methods of seduction, there are naturally ways to calm them down. The most complete point of "The Art of Destroying and Inlaying the Disaster" is that all magic spells have positive and negative consequences. Therefore, while knowing how to cause disasters, they will also know how to prevent people from robbing their luck.

So I went to the corridor to learn the "art of calmness" by using the dark lights.

In the book, this method has a very nice name, which is "diligence technique". It is said to be the method of abstinence passed down to Yongzheng by the ancestor of the barber, Luo Taoist, to the ancestor of the barber.

No matter how people from later generations evaluate him after Emperor Yongzheng, one thing no one can refute is diligence.

Compared with those foolish monarchs in the Ming Dynasty who had not been to court for decades, Yong Zheng left behind for 14 years and had more than 10 million words of handwritten handwriting, an average of more than 5,000 words a day. Even if modern people use computers to type, five thousand words a day is not easy, let alone writing with a brush.

Yong Zheng only gave himself a day off for fourteen years. He spent the rest of his time reviewing memorials, handling government affairs, and enjoying the emperor's joy was nothing for him. However, people always had seven emotions and six desires. In order to restrain their inner desires, Yongzheng learned this set of "diligence skills".

I don’t know if it was Uncle Liao or someone else, but at the end of this article I used a cinnabar pen to make an annotation, saying, “The art of diligence comes from the cool mantra in Zhang Sanfeng’s meditation song, and is a technique to dissolve the evil fire in the body.”

After memorizing the formula, I sat cross-legged on the bed, silently reciting the formula to the sky after a while. After a while, I felt that the room seemed to be turned on the air conditioner and the chilling fire of desire that had always accumulated in my body was quickly calmed down. After my heart was calm, I lay on the bed and closed my eyes for a while and fell asleep.

We continued after breakfast the next morning. As the middle-aged man said today is the highlight. He reviewed the video of murder and before watching the movie, he specifically warned us that this is work and that we must not integrate our own opinions or even emotions, otherwise it may lead to mental imbalance.

I secretly felt that I was not a child, so I knew what to do with such a thing, so the three of them sat in front of the computer again and started to "review the film".

Today's "criterion of judgment" is that the bloodier and violent, the better. The first thing to come is to kill animal food. As Ye Qingqing said, many girls are dressed in sexy clothes. These beautiful girls with beautiful appearance and delicate figures kill innocent little animals with extremely cruel means. It is good to have their heads broken with their feet and have their blood flowing. What about boiling oil and frying, roasting with fire, and using chainsaw to open the cover of the living creature's spirit.

In short, all kinds of incredible cruel methods were used one by one, which made me feel extremely depressed.

But this was not the worst. Not long after, I came across the video of a real-person murder. The video was a foreign girl who looked like Latin American, dark brown skin, long black hair, and at most sixteen or seventeen years old. She sat on a black backrest chair, her hands and feet were not fixed, but her expression was a little dull, and she seemed to have been drugged.

The background of the room was a dirty white lime wall covered with cracks. A tall and strong man in black clothes and black hood stood beside the girl. The man only had two eyes exposed and leaned against his hands. He could see a large black spider tattooed on the tiger's mouth with his left hand.

I originally thought this person would do it, and then a man pushing a tool cart with a death mask appeared on the screen. The tool cart was filled with various types of surgical props, and there were a few cold lights flashing under the dazzling incandescent lamps in the room.

The man started to select tools, and the camera gave him a close-up of his hands. He saw his index finger pulling back and forth around the instruments, and finally picked a sharp surgical scalpel, then pointed it at the camera, then said a few words, walked to the girl and grabbed her hair, pulling her head up.

The girl did not cry loudly, but she just cried silently, but the violent ups and downs in her chest showed that she was extremely scared. After maintaining this posture for a while, the man stabbed into the girl's neck and cut it half a circle...

Dark red blood burst out, and the girl's chest was soaked in her blood in an instant. A large stream of blood was still sputtering on the ground, and a small room suddenly turned into a terrible Shura field.

Then he let go of the girl's hair, turned behind the girl, and gently supported the girl's shoulder with both hands.

The poor girl was not dead yet, her eyes were wide open, and she seemed to want to breathe hard, but she could only make a "hoho" sound. After about two or three minutes, the girl stopped gasping and her head was lowered to her chest.

What's even more evil is that the killer actually held the girl's head up and kissed her on her left cheek, making a "victory" gesture to the camera.

This scene made me stunned. I was so angry that I could beat the computer with one punch. Is this human or a ghost? Is it a human or a ghost? Liu Facai killed people or was it because of his parents' hatred. These people killed innocent lives just to get money. In the eyes of these people, everything can be measured by money, including human life.

A sixteen-year-old flower fish life withered like this. I don’t know how the girl fell into the hands of these lunatics. I calmed down for a while and continued to watch the next video.

After watching the market for five or six consecutive times, I really had the intention of killing people. If one of these bastards stood in front of me, I would have killed him without hesitation.

When I clicked to open the seventh disc, the contents of the CD were "domestic", I saw a rude man with his hands and an iron ring on his left and right and left to beat a girl hanging on the beam of the house. The girl was already dying, with her head lowered and blood dripping from her mouth and nose dripping on the ground. The man picked up the girl's hair, and her head was raised and exposed to her face.

Although her whole face was beaten to death by the madman, I could still see at a glance that she was Min Beibei.

I was secretly surprised. Isn’t this girl back? But when she was in the video, she was probably beaten to death.

So is Min Beibei I saw human or ghost? Thinking of this, I suddenly felt covered in white-haired sweat.
Chapter completed!