"The police will be here soon. You still have time to escape now."
"I think you don't know enough about the horror of the 'Dark Web', which is the force that controls the entire Europe."
"Young man, think about it seriously. Put forward your conditions and we can talk about it."
Behind the bulletproof glass, Ronald was passionate, angry, and domineering, but no matter what he did, he could not hide the weakness of his words. The "Dark Web" maintenance personnel in the central control room had stayed away from each other, and the psychological defense was still unbreakable.
Now it's all falling apart.
Zhou Qingfeng lay down in front of the bulletproof glass, patted it, turned around and left. Behind him, Catalina carried a bag and took out a Gustav M3 recoilless rifle about ten meters away from the bulletproof glass.
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The shell entered the chamber, the gun bolt was locked, and the gun was aimed at the thick bulletproof glass and the trigger was pulled. Originally, Ronald was still talking loudly in front of the bulletproof glass, but when he saw the gun barrel appeared, he immediately fell down in a pee and crawled on his hands and feet to avoid it.
There was an explosion, and an armor-piercing projectile hit the bulletproof glass. The metal jet easily penetrated the thirty-centimeter glass layer, leaving a small hole and large cracks on it.
With two more rounds, Catalina blasted a triangular point of destruction in the bulletproof glass. Finally, she walked further away and fired another grenade, completely blasting a hole in the cracked glass.
Before the smoke cleared, 'Dogrou' was the first to get in through the hole. The 'Dark Web' maintenance staff inside had already screamed and squatted down with their heads in their hands, some even lying on the ground. Zhou Qingfeng and Catalina took turns.
When I came in, I saw a group of people raising their hands in surrender.
The central control room is divided into two parts. One part is the work seat of ordinary maintenance personnel, which is divided into more than a dozen square grid office areas of different sizes. The other part is the main control area, with only a few computers, but it is a key location.
Zhou Qingfeng walked to the main control area and asked in a deep voice: "Who is the leader here?"
The surrendered personnel all looked at Gross, and the middle-aged man had no choice but to raise his hand and shouted tremblingly, "It's me."
"Come here." Zhou Qingfeng waved, "I heard that you have an internal database here that hides many interesting secrets."
Zhou Qingfeng was carrying a small bag, and he took out a black box from it. This was the smart computer that had previously used a satellite data link to break into the database of the United States Department of Justice. It was specially made by the Aurora Corps for its own regiment commander.
"Tell me, where is the interface of your database?" Zhou Qingfeng powered on the black box and connected it to the monitor. However, the data link was a bit troublesome.
Gross saw that Zhou Qingfeng was holding an ordinary USB data cable in his hand, and he could only say weakly: "Our database is a special interface, and there is no way to match this."
Zhou Qingfeng laughed. He saw Ronald who had just been trying to persuade him in front of the bulletproof glass. The latter was getting up from a pile of exploding glass shards. Zhou Qingfeng did not hesitate to draw his gun and gave the opponent a peanut.
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With a bang, the head of the dignified controller of the French-Dutch conglomerate and the patriarch of the contemporary Likus family was shot - the body fell to the ground, dying in an extremely cowardly manner.
"I don't care who you are, let alone your identity. I only care about whether you are of use to me. If you are useful, you will live. If you are useless, you will die." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time. Half an hour has passed since the operation started.
It's past.
For the sake of his own life, who dares not to work hard? In less than five minutes, a transfer line was prepared for Uncle Zhou. The intelligent AI of the black box has enough discrimination ability to easily master the top-level control of the internal database of the 'dark web', disguised as
The SuperSpeed data cable into USB starts analyzing the downloaded data.
However, downloading the database of the "Dark Web" was not the main purpose of Zhou Qingfeng's trip. When Catalina was charging explosives for the underground server array, he hooked Gross's shoulder and asked: "You should know a person named 'Poisonous Spider'
'The guy, right? He's the one who caused trouble in the Louvre recently."
Gross felt that the arms on his shoulders were as heavy as a mountain, weighing him down so much that he couldn't breathe. In response to Zhou Qingfeng's question, he nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "I know. 'Poisonous Spider' is an employee of the CIA.
He is lurking in the French National Anti-Terrorism Center and his public identity is Police Officer Costa."
"Hmm..." Zhou Qingfeng looked pleased, "Then where is this woman now?"
"We need to analyze the data to roughly figure out her possible whereabouts, which requires some manpower and time." Gross said bitterly. He was afraid that he would be beaten to death if he made a mistake. After all, Ronald Likus was so good.
A big shot, he didn't just die.
"I don't have that much time, is there a simpler way?" Zhou Qingfeng shook his head slightly.
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng shaking his head, Gross felt that he was going to be sentenced to death. He quickly said: "I tapped Ronald Likus's phone. He also contacted the 'Poisonous Spider' two days ago. It is said that the 'Prince'
I want to see the 'poisonous spider'."
"'Prince'?" On Zhou Qingfeng's must-kill list, the 'poisonous spider' who killed him is still second, and the 'Prince' who is behind it is the first. "Where is the 'Prince' again?"
"I don't know, we really don't know this. The 'Prince' was introduced to the 'Dark Web' by Likus, the elder of the previous generation of the Likus family. Others don't know his identity at all.
The 'Prince' has always been mysterious, and others thought he was just rich. But in fact, the most special thing about him is that he sells some extremely effective therapeutic drugs. It is said that the reason why Old Likus is still alive today is because of his drugs.
Sustain life."
"A biochemical pharmacologist?" Zhou Qingfeng frowned, "Does that mean I have to go to Old Likus to uncover the final mystery? This is really not an answer that satisfies me."
Just when it felt like he was about to die, Gross felt a lightness on his shoulders. Zhou Qingfeng let go of him and turned to look at the black box.
If you want to copy all the data with complex content in a short time, this is not something that can be completed in a short time, no matter how powerful the black box processing power is. After all, the transmission rate of the 'dark web' database is also limited.
The black box actually only performs a directory search to confirm the integrity and correctness of the database, so that Uncle Zhou will not be deceived by someone casually. After confirming that there is no problem with the database..., just remove the memory.
With the confirmation of the black box, Zhou Qingfeng took away more than a dozen large-capacity dedicated storage servers from the cabinets of the 'dark web' database. Although these things are bulky and heavy, they can do hard work with 'dog meat'.
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Seeing Zhou Qingfeng leaving with the loot, Gross and other 'Dark Web' maintenance staff looked at each other. They looked back and saw the central control room where a large number of explosives were installed, and quickly exclaimed: "This place is going to be destroyed, we
Leave quickly."
However, before these industry elites could escape from the hole in the bulletproof glass, Zhou Qingfeng, who was already far away, pressed the button of the remote control detonator. The entire underground space was suddenly covered with violent vibrations and loud noises, and the air pressure changed drastically, which was ear-splitting.
They all hurt.
Continuous explosions destroyed the entire underground space, and no one inside was spared. The 'Darknet' that had been built over centuries, spent huge sums of money, and connected countless dark forces was instantly reduced to the team that maintained it.
Nothing.
Taking the 'dog meat', Zhou Qingfeng and Catalina left quickly, joined the Butcher and Minsk and immediately fled from the underground space.
On the way to retreat, Catalina shouted loudly: "Victor, I thought you would let those technicians go. I didn't expect you to let them die in the Dark Web."
Zhou Qingfeng got into the car, looked at the "Dark Web" building with thick smoke coming out, and said bitterly: "Do you still remember the post I browsed when Butcher showed me the 'Dark Web' for the first time?
Human traffickers in Bulgaria are selling female slaves from Eastern Europe. The butchers say that the poor girls will not live more than two years after being resold. This kind of thing actually happens in a world that is said to be free and civilized.
Extraordinary power has created a huge amount of wealth, but under the corpses are countless innocent souls. Those who maintain the "dark web" are also perpetrators, and they are also stained with the blood of victims. God never punishes evil people, but