Mao Ziang felt more and more that his situation was not good.
Because he saw the information saved by Feng Yuzhang.
It contains not only some evidence that conservatives manipulated parliamentary elections, but also other orders issued behind the scenes, as well as some video materials that Feng Yuzhang kept privately for self-protection.
Mao Ziang previously lived in a relatively high social class and paid more attention to current affairs news.
And these people who appeared in the video were all big names he could only see in the news.
He was indeed scared, and realized that what Zhou Fuguang said to him before was not a threat.
He originally wanted to find the forces that needed this information and use it as his own talisman, but judging from the current situation, no matter who got the information, it would be impossible for him to live well.
As a bad gambler, Xue Yong often encounters debt collection. His years of debt collection have made him cautious enough not to mention having a girlfriend to anyone, nor does he regard anyone as a true friend.
The advantage of this is that he can disappear anytime and anywhere, and his creditors will not affect the relationship between him and his girlfriend, and he will not let his girlfriend know his shameful side.
With the 10,000 yuan given by Mao Ziang in his hand, Xue Yong bought the things for Mao Ziang and then found an excuse to go on a date with his girlfriend, leaving Mao Ziang alone at home.
Mao Ziang copied the data in the hard drive to two USB flash drives, hid one of them in a crack in the wall of the rental house for storage, and then destroyed the hard drive, which was inconvenient to carry.
There were ulcers on the burned area on his body. The moment the alcohol touched his skin, severe pain caused his body to convulse.
Mao Ziang looked at himself in the mirror and felt very aggrieved. But real life is like this. Even if it is disgusting, we still have to bear the burden and move forward.
Mao Ziang had just finished wrapping the new bandage on his body when he heard footsteps coming from outside. He kicked the used bandage under the bed randomly, put on his clothes and held the gun under the pillow.
The door opened with the sound of the key. Xue Yong saw Mao Ziang sitting on the bed with a nervous look on his face, then looked at the alcohol and iodine on the bedside table, and asked curiously: "Cousin, what's wrong with you?
?”
"It's okay. I have hemorrhoids. Give yourself some medicine."
Mao Ziang turned off the safety of the pistol under the pillow and put away the medicine at random: "Didn't you go out to meet your girlfriend? Why are you back?"
"Using alcohol to wipe hemorrhoids, you are definitely a cruel person!" Xue Yong handed Mao Ziang a cigarette, lit it for him diligently and then complained: "Don't mention it, it wasn't the Spiritual Religion that caused it, those bastards are here
Something happened in the central business district, causing the entire area to be blocked. My girlfriend's bank is also in that area and has been put on security alert. The bank's defense device has been activated. She will not be able to get out for a while, and I will not be able to get in.
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Mao Ziang narrowed his eyes: "Spiritual Religion Group?"
"Yes, it is called the Mechanical Spirit Cult. They are a group of lunatics who advocate body modification. They say that mechanical bodies are the mainstream of the future. These people worship mechanical gods and create panic and riots everywhere."
Xue Yong's subjective will is still on the side of natural people: "Back then, those robots rebelled and even triggered a war. After finally living a peaceful life for a few years, these people have healed their scars and forgot about the pain! Now they are still natural people.
Their bodies have already begun to do evil. If we really wait for these people to transform into synthetic humans, what will happen?"
Mao Ziang looked further than Xue Yong: "A group of natural people worship synthetic people so much, which shows that there must be forces behind them. Do you know who the forces behind them are?"
"Cousin, you really can joke. How could I know about this kind of thing? It's the government's business to crack down on synthetics. I can't even eat, so I don't have time to care about this kind of thing."
Xue Yong seemed to have no interest in this matter: "The Spiritual Religion Group in Yongning has been very evil recently and has killed six or seven people. However, these guys robbed only rich people and would not come here like us.
local.”
Mao Ziang calmly hid the gun under the pillow: "You just said that these people are still making trouble in the business district, but they are not, right?"
Xue Yong nodded: "Yes, otherwise my girlfriend could be blocked. I heard that these people's strange behavior attracted the attention of the patrol police. During the inspection, they suddenly shot and injured people, so they were blocked.
That area.”
Mao Ziang suddenly felt that this was an opportunity and picked up the key to Xue Yong's electric car: "You stay at home, I'll go out."
"Cousin, why do you still choose to go out at this time?" Xue Yong asked to stay: "There are police cars everywhere on the streets outside now, and those lunatics from the Spiritual Religion may not know what they will do, so you'd better hide.
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"Don't worry, I'm fine." Mao Ziang hesitated, pointed to the corner and said: "I put a USB flash drive in there. If I don't come back before tomorrow morning, you can use my computer to log in to the one with the green shield.
Software, copy the data in the USB flash drive, remember?"
"Then what?"
"I have set the program, you don't need to worry about other things."
The software Mao Ziang was talking about was a publishing system transplanted with a Trojan horse program. Once there were data changes, this program would upload the content crazily to major forums, portals, and video platforms. This was his way of revenge.
Xue Yong only thought that Mao Ziang asked him to handle business matters, so he didn't think much about it and agreed immediately.
After Mao Ziang left, Xue Yong was lying on the bed. Just as he was about to call his girlfriend to express concern, the phone call from home came first.
Xue Yong opened a can of beer and ate the cold barbecue: "Mom, what's wrong?"
Xue's mother said with a joyful voice: "Xiaoyong, I have a good thing to tell you. Our farmland is going to be expropriated. The county is planning to build a road here, and the land mainly occupied is your name.
I can give you more than 300,000 yuan in compensation!"
"Really? How can the few acres of wasteland in our house be worth so much?" Xue Yong curled his lips: "Mom, there have been a lot of online scams recently. Don't let people fool you."
"This is true, and I didn't receive the call. People from the town have already come to our home, and even the land acquisition documents have been delivered. You need to come back and sign in person for this matter, and the money will be paid within two days. You
Dad said, after taking over this land, save the money for you to find a wife."
"No, then why should you keep my money? I'm going home now, you wait for me!"
Xue Yong suddenly heard about the windfall, and his eyes lit up. He put on his shoes casually, strode out quickly, hesitated for a moment, then turned back, and took away the USB flash drive and laptop that Mao Ziang mentioned.