The mobile phone comes from two people who are playing happily.

There is no pocket on the practice suit, and there is no need for a pocket when practicing boxing. It just so cooler that everyone put on a coat and put their phones in the coat bag.

The phone placed there is the easiest to fall off due to intense exercise.

Qiu Sheng asked them to fight just to let them drop their phones.

Thinking of this, I actually feel like playing video games.

But what he wants is not experience, but information, which is a necessary item for his calculations.

He wanted to get information from two martial arts schools by sorting out the news on his mobile phone.

Not bad, there are two companies, not only the Dongshan Martial Arts Hall, but also the Sujia Martial Arts Hall, which is as famous as the Dongshan Martial Arts Hall.

With his own strength, it is difficult to completely destroy the Dongshan Martial Arts Hall. He needs foreign aid, and this foreign aid is the Su Family Martial Arts Hall.

As for whether the Su Family Martial Arts Hall is willing to cooperate...

He will ask the Su Family Martial Arts Hall to cooperate.

He looked up at the battlefield.

The 6 people from Sujia Martial Arts Hall fought back and forth between the 9 people from Dongshan Martial Arts Hall.

Look, the Su Family Martial Arts Hall is very cooperative now, and they will continue to cooperate like this.

After flipping through one mobile phone, Qiu Sheng took out another mobile phone and continued to flirt with the message, mainly flipping through the chat records.

In the venue, both sides were relatively restrained and did not use weapons such as chairs.

There are signs of stopping fighting.

Qiu Sheng thought that it would not work to stop like this, the information fragments he wanted were not complete yet.

He picked up the first cell phone and lowered his hand and swung his wrist.

The cell phone slid to the battlefield with its proximity to the ground.

The battlefield has moved from the brightness around the stage to the darkness at the corners, with beatings and scolding mixed with music, and no one noticed a cell phone slid there.

The phone hit a overturned table and stopped.

Three people had fallen on the ground, one from Dongshan Martial Arts Hall and two from Sujia Martial Arts Hall.

Lying on the ground is not a comfortable thing. Until now, the two sides have basically calmed down, and the two leading men stopped first.

They confront each other one meter across to test each other's intentions.

Soon, ten people around also stopped.

They divided into two columns, stared at each other, and showed their momentum.

The person who fell to the ground was also pulled up, except for one unlucky guy who was hit on the bridge of his nose, no one bleeded.

There were only two people left on the field still fighting.

The leaders of both sides were about to call people, but the scene changed.

One of the two people who were holding each other and falling down was pressed down.

His head slammed heavily on the corner of the table, and the sound was loud.

Blood flowed out, and the dark table added some bright colors.

The winning member of the Su Family Martial Arts Hall stood up and looked at his opponent lying in confusion.

He was at a disadvantage just now, but the other party slipped for some reason. He was pulled down by the other party, and the other party bumped into the corner of the table by himself.

The collision was very heavy, and the other party lost the ability to get up.

He raised his head in surprise, but saw that both the people from Dongshan Martial Arts Hall and the people from Sujia Martial Arts Hall were watching him.

Both sides looked very serious.

Only then did he realize that the situation just now was like he grabbed his opponent and smashed it into the corner of the table.

He hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean it!"

The facts do not matter. What is important is that blood was seen on the spot. The meaning of this blood is different from nosebleeds.

After two seconds of silence, the two people picked up the tables, chairs and benches beside them.

Boxing turned into armed fight.

The show became more exciting and the audience became more calmer. The conflict just now was still in the controllable range and has now entered an uncontrollable field.

Many people were afraid of harming themselves, so they got up and left the bar.

The bar guests were fewer than half when they started fighting, and now there was only half left, so there was not much time left for Qiu Sheng.

He finished reading the news from the second phone and bent down to pick up the third phone that had just arrived.

The key thing was that when the two of them fell, they accurately kicked a mobile phone on the ground under Qiu Sheng's table. Of course, this was calculated.

As soon as his hand drooped, he realized something was wrong.

The bartender who tried to trick him into drinking strong liquor looked at him for some reason.

I probably got tired of watching the battle scenes, so I was bored and looked for something else, so I happened to find him.

His excellent appearance inherited from that man always adds difficulty to his life.

He stood up and pretended to be a little scared, and went to a crowded place. When he raised his foot, he kicked the cell phone on the ground.

The phone slid across a straight line and hit the table legs not far away.

The table swayed, and the wine glass on the edge was shaken down, rolled on the table twice and landed onto the ground.

"Bang--"

The sound of glass shattering is crisp.

The two martial arts members who were confronting each other nearby were startled and hurriedly looked at the place where the sound came out.

That direction was where the bartender sat, and they stared at the bartender.

The bartender hurriedly raised his hands, and the two martial arts members were covered in blood. She was so scared that she trembled.

The members of the martial arts school looked away, and the bartender had no intention of looking at Qiu Sheng and hurried outside.

Qiu Sheng sat down at the new table and picked up the bounced back cell phone.

The phone just cracked the screen.

Compared to the mobile phones Qiu Sheng bought at university, the mainstream mobile phones in Longgong City are simpler in functions and have a solid texture.

Turn on the power button, which is the password lock for connecting the wire. Qiu Sheng will accidentally ununinstall several common inputs.

What does a member of the martial arts school do if he sets such a complex password?

He took out something like a USB flash drive from his pocket and inserted it on his phone. After five seconds, the phone was unbuttoned.

There is a program on the USB drive that is specifically used to crack the password for mobile phone lock screens. It is the treasure of my friend Xu Luolei. Qiu Sheng felt that he might use it a week ago, so he borrowed this from him.

Before seeing the USB flash drive, Qiu Sheng once thought that the catastrophe had interrupted the pace of human technology. In this century, human society had done its best just to re-activate the technology from a hundred years ago.

After seeing the USB flash drive, he realized that he was wrong.

He has read several programming books released before the Cataclysm and has a little understanding of relevant knowledge. The functions of this USB drive are not exaggerated, but the programs inside seem to exceed the level of a hundred years ago.

Perhaps, where he didn't know, technology was still developing.

His previous goal was to enter the academic circle and get in touch with advanced science and technology.

The plan cannot keep up with changes, and this is already the previous goal.

His current target is Dongshan Martial Arts Hall.

After quickly browsing the news on your phone, Qiu Sheng closed his eyes.

Message itself is not information, it is just a conversation.

Reality will not be like in the game. NPCs wait for you to get close to start eavesdropping, and then start explaining their affairs in detail.

The dialogue is vague, and there will be references that only the conversation parties understand, and there are even lies.

The dialogue is fragmented and cannot form a complete plot circle at all.

Only through refining, combining and deducing can dialogue become information.

Qiu Sheng closed his eyes, and the news in the three mobile phones confirmed each other and combined them.

Just like washing photos in a dark room, as we operate step by step, Qiu Sheng printed the image of the information on the photo paper from the film of the message.

Then arrange and combine this information to see if they can lead to the results you want.

When he opened his eyes, Qiu Sheng was a little surprised. The road leading to his destination was unexpectedly distinctive and concise.

Tonight's action goals are perfectly achieved, and formal action can be started tomorrow night.

Throwing his cell phone on the ground, he walked out.

A member of the Dongshan Martial Arts Hall fell in front of him, and the other party was lying in a daze, and he stepped on him.

When he walked out of the bar, he saw a dozen people wearing Sujia Martial Arts Hall practice clothes and ran over angrily.

It seems that things will be a bit big today.

Unfortunately, no matter how big the matter is, it is still the matter of cannon fodder.

I looked at my phone and it was cold at 2:15.

Because the two martial arts people fought, the taxi did not drive here at all. Qiu Sheng could only walk forward and stop the car in other streets.

After walking more than ten steps, he felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!