I thought that this place that aroused my desire to challenge would always bring me some unusual problems and interests, but even if I thought about it for a long time, I would never have thought that I would get such a kind of... result.

A sickly and thin man stood in front of the window blankly. At this moment, the boundless neon light flashing in front of him seemed to have turned into a demon, a ghost wearing a gorgeous coat and a disgusting face. The notebook screen behind him was still lit, and the lines of rapidly jumping codes were still carrying out their mission. One of the untied encrypted file packages, like spring water, quickly poured into the bottomless pit of the display screen.

The man crossed his fingers and his fingers were pounding the back of his hands anxiously. Even a person who did not understand behavior could see at a glance how complicated, entangled, and powerless he was.

I thought that even if my body and physical fitness were not good, as long as I had a device, I could use my own hands to change the world, expose all the dark side of the world, and make all the ghosts and monsters in this world disappear. But what is the reality? I really don’t want to see it anymore. This dirty world nourishes dirty people all the time. They erode and assimilate every corner of the world, pollute all the beautiful things into a mess, raise all fairy tales and then fall deeply into the soil.

So everyone envies heroes and thinks that one day they will become a superhero, be the orderer of this world, and return the world to be beautiful. But that is just a simple imagination. Real heroes are often lonely, often powerless and powerless. If the spiritual world is only filled with these negative things, then being assimilated may be the best choice.

Just like a thin man standing in front of the window who had not moved for a long time, he wanted to take off his strong coat at this moment, but only after he actually tore it out, he knew that the long-standing coat had been deeply embedded in his flesh, so that he would tear a little open the gap and get a skin and a flesh. Moreover, this time, the matter completely involved his own bottom line. If he chooses to retreat at this moment, the thin man could really imagine the ugly face of wanting to escape and avoid every time he encounters trivial matters in the future.

Then let it be like this, let your appearance involve your heart again. Since this is my fearless choice at the beginning, even if you kneel down, you have to walk through it with blood. There is no shortage of bad people in this world, nor is there a shortage of good people. Bad people are not so bad that good people swallow their anger, but this world really lacks heroes and is pitiful.

The thin man calmed down, and his confused eyes gradually became firm. Then he turned around and pulled out a small black suitcase from under the bed, quickly took out an old-style mobile phone from it and held it tightly in his hand.

Hopefully, this is the last time.

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In an ordinary rental house, all kinds of furniture were piled up randomly in a mess. When the dilapidated door opened inward, a lot of garbage piled up behind the door was brought up. The two tiptoed into the house and finally found two places to sit, which were two meters apart.

"How many times is this the line? (English)"

"If you remember correctly, it's 1,762 times (English)"

The two people who looked at each other were the American Zheli who had been floating in BJ, and Lee Andong, who seemed to have been waiting at his doorstep a long time ago.

Lee Anton is actually named Anthony, and he is Italian, but he has been wandering in BJ, a very inclusive city for enough years, so he gave himself a name that combines Chinese and Western styles.

"I called the express delivery here and the other party received the goods. No matter what, life finally came to this day. I am considered to be...ha... it's really boring (English)"

As Li Andong said, he yawned a big yawn, as if all this was not his willing choice at all, but was forced to do it.

"Come on, how many Chinese girls have you played with in the past few years? Can you get the score of two hands and ten fingers? (English)" After rolling a big eye, Zheli leaned on the pile of things behind him with some fatigue and yawned.

"I'm not blamed on this, man, you know, those women posted it up by themselves. Real man, I've never seen such a crazy woman, so I later told them that I am Chinese and I have a Chinese heart and will never return to Italy, but they still cannot erase their enthusiasm (English)"

Li Andong touched his angular face and showed off to Zheli, who seemed to be jealous next to him with a wicked smile.

"Then you should pay attention to it. You have made so many women's belly bigger and made her husband and boyfriend blocked her many times. If you want to say that it was really a mistake in the end because of a woman, you know the consequences. (English)"

"I said, man, are you pitying Chinese women or are you overwhelmed with love?"

Seeing Zheli blushing slightly, the smirk on Lee Andong's face became more and more obvious, as if they were not talking about living people, but worthless toys that could be abandoned.

"I'm just reminding you not to be so bored. The old man calls every day now. You know, if the old man gets annoying, it's more terrifying than a woman who accidentally gets pregnant (English)"

"Hahaha, don't worry, brother, things have reached this stage, and all obstacles are not to be afraid of. We only need Dongfeng (English)"

Lee Andong looked at the watch on his wrist, then thought about the time in his mind, then raised his butt and walked towards the door on tiptoe. Just as he was about to turn around and close the door, he still shouted at Zheli in the room.

"Hey, man, don't say it, Chinese women are really... (English)"

Dong!

A canned bottle hit the door that was quickly closed, and then quickly slid down on the pile of garbage on the ground.

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bjjq, Strategic Intelligence Department, Strategic Intelligence Group.

In the huge studio, no less than a hundred computers were running rapidly. Dozens of people sitting in front of the computer were constantly scanning more than one computer. In the entire studio, except for the sound of their hands typing on the keyboard, there was no sound. If you stay in this studio for a few seconds, you would even feel that these typing sounds were like rhythmic sounds.

That impossible task is underway in a tense and orderly manner...

Major was also standing in front of a huge screen, staring at a row of jumping digital clocks. At this moment, he didn't expect that these rapidly passing times could stop, but just slow down, just slow down, even for a second...

Time is really too tight, and it is less than five days before September 3. If the information is confirmed this time, even if it is an alarm with a low level, the top-down coordination will be coordinated from the arrangement to the action, then the time will definitely not be enough, and it cannot be said that it is completely insufficient, let alone once the information sounds a slightly higher level alarm... After all, this is the case in politics. On the surface, it seems calm, but the undercurrents in private are 97% that the iceberg cannot see.

"Captain Qu, time is really tight"

Major has never been a targetless person. Since he could say such words, it is enough to show that the current situation is really bad.

Of course, this is something that everyone here understands. Under the pressure of almost collapse, people seem to have only two choices, bent down and continue to be crushed directly.

"Well, there is still half an hour, no hurry"

During these countless hours of fighting, Team Leader Qu only rested for less than ten hours, and the rest of the time was standing here, standing here so straight, shouting and fighting with the soldiers who were fighting under him.

The digital clock still seemed to have been broken into a big hourglass. Twenty minutes passed in a flash. The remaining number one and number zero became the number zero and number nine in the blink of an eye...

"Captain Qu, the Supreme Department is mobilizing all personnel to pay attention to this operation. If something goes wrong from the root, the consequences will be immeasurable."

In fact, Major said it lightly. If this action fails directly from the root, the consequences will undoubtedly be a disaster that will destroy the world. And no one can predict the subsequent chain reaction, let alone any aftermath plan. In the present, it seems that all of them are fantasies.

"No hurry, there are ten minutes left"

Team Leader Qu still stood at the front of the studio with his arms tightly held tightly, his eyes almost glaring at the digital clock jumping on the screen.

When the number nine turned into the number three... a layer of fine beads of sweat floated on Major's forehead. It seemed that the Tiger of Central South, who had not sweated for a long time, had already soaked his shirt on his back.

"Captain Qu..."

"No hurry, there are three minutes left"

"Captain Qu...!!!"

"I said no hurry, there is still time!!!"

Even though the extremely stiff tone between the two had already spread throughout the studio, there was still no strange noise in the huge space... but there seemed to be a few sounds in the entire keyboard movement, which seemed to be a little messy.

"There's no time!!! Prepare to start the highest level pre-level..."

Just as Major picked up the communication equipment on the neckline and roared, Team Leader Qu suddenly raised his arm to stop him.

"Give me some more..."

"Out...out!!out!out!Out!Out!Qu Group!I'm out here!!!"

Just as even Team Leader Qu almost gave up, a bomb quickly launched a destructive force of destruction at a point in the studio.

An analyst bounced up directly from his seat and shouted at everyone with the capacity device in his hand.

But at this time, everyone's stubborn nerves could not turn around and came out... What came out? Is the worst consequence? Or is it an almost predictable ending? After experiencing too many failures, too many discouraged, and too many depressed. Even when the hope with almost slim possibility appears in front of you, everyone subconsciously chose not to believe it.

"Why are you still standing there? Send it to analysis! Go ahead!"

Ten seconds later, Team Qu reacted first, and then roared almost hoarsely. The vocal cords that were about torn apart almost made him tremble violently.

"well...!!!"

It was not until the analyst rushed out of the studio that everyone in front of the computer could barely react.

Really done!!! It really cracked!!!

After a brief silence, what erupted was a tsunami-like cry. This was really a dream! An impossible dream that everyone had made together!

The little horse sat in his seat dumbly, as if the excitement from another world was turned away by the buzzing sound in his ears... Then it was like a huge wave of exhaustion, and the feeling of fatigue filled his mind for the first time in such a long time.

After shouting, many people covered their faces and started crying again. After the long-term pressure was released instantly, all emotions were really out of control, but who would like to control them at this moment?

Major stared at everything that was happening in front of him, and even a person like him who had been trained for a long time could not help but have red eyes.

"Fortunately, I'm lucky to be unfair"

Team Leader Qu leaned heavily on the table behind him with a trembling voice, and his arms were tightly clamped behind him, clamping the table tightly behind him.

Major quickly turned around and saluted a standard military salute to Team Leader Qu behind him, and then immediately took action. Since the sharp tip of the knife had been handed to him, if we didn't respond like this, we would really think that we were lambs slaughtered.
Chapter completed!