Shao Hei's death made me, who thought I had a chance of victory, suddenly lose my reliance. In terms of the confrontation between supernatural powers and armor-hiding skills, it became a situation that Zhang Baisen supported alone, and the strange abyss under the meditation hall invisibly caused me
Huge mental pressure.
When he walked into the courtyard, Tycoon, Guan Baoling, Xiao Keleng, and Xiao Lai were all there, but Shao Bai was missing.
There was something wrong with Xiao Lai's face, he was out of breath, as if he had just gone through a fast run, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Shidao is dead." Xiao Kereng smiled helplessly.
I was stunned: "What? I just became suspicious of him and started following him, and he died?"
"He is indeed dead. I followed him to the northernmost kitchen of the temple. For some unknown reason, he suddenly climbed over the outer wall of the temple and jumped out. He fell directly into the sea and was swept away by the waves." Xiao Lai hurriedly said.
explain.
The northernmost point of Fengqiu Temple is an 80-meter-high cliff, and below is the white sea. If you fall, there is indeed no way to survive. The mysterious death of Shidao directly cut off the clues about the rebirth of the plague, which made me even more
Depressed. I think Plague must know some secrets of the underwater world, because he once mentioned that he possesses the "Book of Purgatory".
Shi Dao is dead, where can he look for the plague?
The tycoon's hand was wrapped around Xiao Kereng's slender waist, considerate and natural, with a bright spring smile on his face.
"Xiao Xiao, come with me for a walk." Before Xiao Kereng agreed, I walked out of the yard first. I was afraid that if I didn't leave, I would explode against the tycoon for the second time in the next second.
The snow had melted more than half, and I walked all the way to the temple gate, taking long strides and breathing in the dry and cold air.
The smiles of Tycoon and Guan Baoling flashed back in front of my eyes alternately, seeming to be mocking my continuous spiritual effort after falling in love at first sight. In fact, I shouldn't read Wang Jiangnan's jokes, he was just a lesson learned for me. I used to watch it clearly.
He suffered, and until now, he himself had involuntarily jumped into the abyss of emotional suffering.
"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, wait for me..." Xiao Kereng shouted repeatedly from behind, startling the sparrows looking for food on the side eaves. On the left is the patio where the "Tower of the Dead" is located. Last night "
The "Mild Crisis" troops attacked the Meditation Hall from this direction, but unfortunately they were all defeated by the Japanese Dunjia Technique and had no effect.
I stopped, took out the phone, and dialed Xiaoyan's number.
"Mr. Feng, the tycoon has called Mr. Sun Long to mobilize all the troops stationed in Japan, including the Thirteenth Brother and Hawke in the Xunfuyuan Villa. A rough estimate is that more than six people can be mobilized within seventy-two hours.
Hundreds of people rushed to Muwanzhoushan together. And he himself will stay here temporarily until the extortion case is over and Miss Guan is safe."
Xiao Kereng ran very fast, his short hair flying, and he kept jumping.
"Xiao Xiao, your hair has grown longer." I suddenly wanted to touch those black hair that had been gilded by the sun, and I longed for a call from Su Lun in my heart, wanting to hear her long-lost story.
sound.
"Really?" Xiao Kereng was startled, and then a blush spread across his cheeks.
With my experience and connotation, I can naturally win the hearts of Su Lun, Tie Na and even Xiao Kereng. However, I was repeatedly frustrated in front of Guan Baoling, which really made me feel like a failure. For a moment, I even wanted to forget her and give up this pursuit.
Hard feelings.
"Mr. Feng, I know you are very tired. Maybe you should listen to Sister Su Lun and take a break for the time being. Fly to her to have a rest before we talk -"
Someone answered the phone, and I raised my hand to stop Xiao Kereng from talking.
The voice of a pretty girl came through the receiver: "Hey, who are you looking for?"
I asked inexplicably: "Who are you? I want Xiaoyan to answer the phone." This is Xiaoyan's confidential number. He can't just hand over the phone to outsiders for safekeeping. Although this young man is extremely rebellious and cynical, he never dares to
Making fun of your own life.
"Xiaoyan? That's me. Who are you?" the girl asked with a smile.
The phone number is correct. Where did a girl named "Xiaoyan" appear?
Before I could answer, the girl shouted in surprise: "Oh, I know, you are the great 'Invincible Warrior of the Desert' Mr. Feng! I have read your autobiography and I admire you so much. Why would you want to fight?"
Call me, I'm really honored..." Her chirping laughter came from the receiver, and even Xiao Kereng began to frown strangely.
I suddenly shouted: "Xiaoyan, stop playing tricks and put away the voice changer! I'm in a hurry and I'm not in the mood to play with you!"
There was silence in the receiver, and then Xiaoyan's lazy voice sounded: "Huh? How did you know it was me? This set of voice changers has gone through 128 high- and low-frequency changes, and even precision instruments cannot analyze the original sound track.
——You are not really a space spy stationed by aliens on the earth, are you? Your thinking ability is sharper than scientific instruments. I really can’t figure it out..."
Xiao Ke sneered. This question was extremely simple. The other party held Xiaoyan's dedicated phone number and spoke to me in a very enthusiastic tone. He was extremely complimentary but also filled with cynical ridicule. In addition to Xiaoyan herself, there were also
Who could it be? He was just too superstitious about the power of electronic machinery and forgot to analyze it from the perspective of human relationships and logic.
After he was amazed enough, I said, "Xiaoyan, can you help me look up some information?"
He laughed heartily: "What are you checking? I just entered Miss Yanxun's personal computer, and she seems to have sent you a lot of information. Well, it involved several sensitive issues in the Tokyo Bay area during the surrender in World War II. No.
Are you asking me to check these things?"
The sound of him drinking gulps of water came from the microphone, and the sound of news broadcast in Arabic came from somewhere. After listening to a few sentences, I judged that it was the voice of Moon, the star host of Al Jazeera TV.
This talented host in the Arab world once became famous for working hard and broadcasting live broadcasts of the 2003 Iraq War 24 hours a day for a month.
I didn’t answer and listened quietly to Moon’s report. He repeatedly mentioned the name of the “big killer” in an extremely excited tone, and called on the warriors of the Arab world in extremely inflammatory terms——
"Unite together and retake our homes, oil wells, and oases."
"Feng, those materials are too old, there are too many versions, and there are many fallacies. Sister Su Lun ordered me to compile a fair and reasonable conclusion. I am doing it and will finish it in a few hours. Of course, this must be based on the complete smoothness of the Pan-Pacific Internet.
In this state, the amount of radiation from solar magnetic storms has changed greatly recently, which has caused frequent changes in the seafloor crust, and may damage submarine optical cables at some point. How are you doing recently? I heard that you are with Miss Guan Baoling, a famous superstar in the film and television industry.
We raise eyebrows and treat each other with respect as guests? Remember to ask for a few signatures for me..."
Sometimes I really envy Xiaoyan, who has no ambitions and is simple-minded. He lives happily every moment and never cares what others think of him. He is the king in the hacker world and can walk through the complex and dense world like a spider web at will.
On the Internet, you can do whatever you want, and you can block the sky with one hand.
For him, the Internet is everything in life. As long as he has instant noodles, pure water, and a computer, he can form a happy paradise.
"Okay, there's no problem with the signature. How about asking the tycoon to sign one too? It's said that his signature can be sold for thousands of dollars on the black market!" When Guan Baoling was mentioned, my face immediately turned cloudy.
Xiaoyan sneered several times with disdain: "Tycoon? Who is he?"
What a hacker like him is best at is defying all the class orders in the real world and arbitrarily mocking noble people. Because of this, every smart hacker will always regard challenging the Pentagon's core database as his ultimate goal.
.They just want to trample this tall "Pacific Police" under their feet, and they will be happy only if the Americans are disgraced and their reputation is ruined.
I know that the tycoon once hired the top three masters on the global hacker rankings to detect Japanese databases. From Xiaoyan's tone, it seemed that she did not have much friendship with the tycoon.
"Xiaoyan, what I want to check is something related to the Japanese. Please give me detailed information on the Fang Demon and the Yagami-ryu ninja." The reason why I was not in a hurry to interrupt Xiaoyan's rambling was because I
If you like to listen to him talk, you can talk without any guarding and utilitarianism, without any taboos.
"Haha, it's the fanged demon again? The tycoon asked you to come here, right?" He smiled strangely, and the sound of his fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard could be heard.
"No." I answered honestly.
"Nineteen hours ago, three people were missing from the hacker rankings, namely 'Ghost Dragon', 'Jedi Mad Dragon' and 'Rambo Stallone'. At this time, they should have been sentenced to life by the emergency trial procedure in the United States.
Imprisonment, a lifetime of imprisonment. It is said that they are masters hired by tycoons with huge sums of money, but I don’t like others to meddle in my territory, so I casually detected their online address.
Then I called the Hacker Warfare Research Laboratory of the US Police Department. Feng, I don’t like the tycoon, so no matter what he wants to do, I won’t let him get his wish.”
Xiaoyan laughed mischievously, maybe he thought it was fun to tease the tycoon.
"Where is the information? Is it still there?" That's all I care about.
"Of course, of course, I ransacked all their storage systems and found some useful information - well, the Kigami-ryu ninjas belong to one of the oldest branches of the Iga sect, and their original base was in the famous cherry blossom viewing city of Shogane.
This sect has a magical evil martial arts, which is translated into Chinese as 'hundred**', and it must be performed by ten like-minded brothers. Regarding the explanation of this martial arts, the wording in the information is very obscure, so
My understanding is similar to the 'soul transfer' in Chinese martial arts."
"Ten brothers perform at the same time?" I asked casually, such a prerequisite is harsh enough.
"Yes, ten people at the same time - they must use one kind of weapon, ten identical ancient swords. The martial arts of Yagami style are too restrictive, and almost no generation can practice smoothly. It was not until the beginning of World War II that the Kwantung Army in Japan
Such a fighting group appeared in the special forces. They happened to be ten brothers from the same mother. They were all very skilled in martial arts and were dubbed the 'Ten Saints of Yagami-ryu' by the Japanese intelligence system at the time."