Killing with a knife is not a good word when used in general.

However, Yan Jiucheng felt that the third of the thirty-six strategies of this classic, as his deal with this group of wicked people who only asked for their lives for money, was regarded as a tainted thirty-six strategies.

The wisdom of the ancestors is not something that can be measured by a few good devices. The fact that the technology of the big countries in the East is not comparable in this regard does not mean that the strategy is not comparable.

With thousands of years of wisdom, who doesn't have a little heart and eyes in a country like a big country like the East? Not to mention a bad lord like Yan Jiucheng.

Ten percent of the life is wrong, ninety percent is just right, and Yan ninety percent is also.

This sentence is also very gentle when used in the current game. This matter, if it is too full, it will always be lost. Being too confident in the advanced level of one's own weapons will allow people to grasp the sore feet. Yan Jiucheng believed how confident an organization could be to put the monitor in his room so quickly.

Arrogance, so to speak.

It simply ignores the counter-espionage personnel of the big eastern powers.

Yan Jiucheng stretched out his hand and touched his chin, he forgot to shave when he got up this morning, he was a little prickly, and there were some mirror decorations on both sides, he looked at it, and saw that he seemed to be five years old in the mirror.

At first glance, it looks like a thirty-year-old man.

I haven't seen this when I haven't shaved before, this kind of appearance is not on the outside, but a temperament, a mature man is at ease and can grasp the overall situation.

Through the mirror, his gaze fell on several people, and then, the corners of his mouth twitched.

He instinctively wanted to smile, but then controlled his expression, but even so, Gu Miyu, who had been focusing on him, also saw it.

What crooked idea did he have? She is too familiar with Yan Jiucheng's expression, whenever he has any 'bad intentions', he will show this expression, and this expression disappears instantly, adding to the evidence that he is holding back.

"Don't rush in, wait for my order to do it. Yan Jiucheng's hand held the information collector, went around to the back of Xuanlin, turned his head and looked at Lao Hang.

The old man realized that he immediately followed behind Yan Jiucheng.

Xuan Lin seemed to have something to say, but Yan Jiucheng and Lao Hang had already quickened their steps and walked in front of the group of reporters, so as long as they shut up, they just locked their brows, and Gu Miyu stood on Xuan Lin's side.

"What's wrong?" Gu Miqing asked, and as he spoke, the pace of the two of them slowed down more and more.

"You have to sneak in as soon as possible, otherwise it will ......" Xuan Lin frowned, he didn't know how to explain this technical difficulty, in the world of the Internet, there may only be one or two IPs captured through the information collector, and maybe even one.

This is like a single-plank bridge, whoever sneaks in first will have the first opportunity in the terrain and can attack and defend. You can lurk inside, waiting for the right time to sneak in directly through the other party's IP, or you can guard it first to see who else sneaks in, and directly cut off the other party's route.

All of this is about one word: fast.

After all, the people who can be sent here to operate should be hackers. Although Xuan Lin is a top master, in front of ordinary hacker masters, no matter how much the other party defends, he can sneak in quietly. But what if the other party also has top international masters?

It's a matter of a fraction of a second.

Yan Jiucheng asked him not to be in a hurry, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of his work, and it increased sharply, which was completely unnecessary in Xuanlin's opinion, a battle to win steadily, his main battlefield, why should he set such an obstacle by himself?

On the other hand, Xuan Lin felt that Yan Jiucheng might not understand the technical operation of their industry, so he would give such an order, the wrong order.

No, it's not that he probably doesn't understand, he probably doesn't understand technical operations, after all, in the previous contact with Yan Jiucheng, Xuan Lin knew that although he was very interested in the world of hackers, he only knew a little about this industry.

This caused Xuan Lin to fall into uncertainty and a little panic, and he took several deep breaths in the short dozen steps.

"Listen to orders. Gu Mi didn't say anything more.

And Xuan Lin didn't say much, just hugged his notebook more and more.

No matter how much he worries or is dissatisfied with Yan Jiucheng's order, he can only swallow it, although the next is his main battlefield, Yan Jiucheng is the captain.

The captain's orders must be listened to, and they must be absolutely obedient.

At this point, there is no need for Gu Mi to ask him to say anything, Xuanlin himself will abide by it, he is a person who abides by the rules extremely much, so he quickly adjusted his mentality.

In front, there is the monitoring center.

"Even if I'm not the first to go in, the last to go in, be careful and make the procedure more royal, I should be able to win. Xuan Lin thought to himself that he was confident in his skills.

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"How to play?" the old man rubbed Yan Jiucheng's arm. The two had already walked to the front of the group of reporters, and he pulled out his camera to take a good place to shoot.

It is only the duty of journalists to occupy good territory, but what is their purpose?

"Next to the man. Yan Jiucheng winked.

Lao Hang looked to the side with his spare eyes, and then blinked, thinking that he had seen it wrong, Yan Jiucheng pointed to the killers of other organizations that he had identified at the first time.

A tall man in a brown shirt, his right shoulder is higher than his left shoulder, generally speaking, a reporter who carries a camera all year round will have such a professional habit, this person quickly takes out the camera from his bag, skillful, at first glance it is the posture of an old reporter, and there are some thick calluses on the index finger of his hand, which is also the professional cocoon that the old reporter will have all year round shooting.

But Yan Jiucheng still recognized him at the first time.

No way, his face has appeared in many of the materials that Gu Mi asked, although the person in the information is full of beard, even if he looks at the photo, ordinary people are likely to not recognize the same person. But Yan Jiucheng recognized it.

He's a killer.

Shoulders and cocoons, in addition to the reporter, these two positions are abnormal, and the killer also happens to have it.

As for being skillful with a camera, it is possible that the killer himself is a photography enthusiast, or it is possible that he specializes in training. After all, the killer industry also depends on performance, and the people who can be sent here have good performance.

Lao Hang wanted to ask why, but then after thinking about it, he swallowed the words again. I didn't have any idle hands, and quickly squeezed the person next to me in the reporter's shooting area, and squeezed next to the person by force.

Why do you want to get close to this person? Isn't that a bad move?

Lao Hang has this doubt.

But then, he suddenly understood Yan Jiucheng's arrangement, borrowed a knife to kill people, and let these two groups of people kill each other. Lao Hang couldn't help but grin.

This scheme can also be called the snipe and the clam competing for the fisherman's profit.

I have been hanging in the society for so many years, and people say that I know half of the things in heaven and all the things on the earth, and I am a person who understands people's hearts, but I don't have the brain of Yan Jiucheng, a suffocated guy. As he thought, he adjusted the camera as he turned his head to look at the brown-clad man beside him, looking up and down.

This is the first time that Lao Hang has been so close to this kind of top killer.

It's a little exciting to think about.

If this had been put before, I wouldn't even have dreamed of it.

While thinking about it, he glanced back at Yan Jiucheng, and at this time, Yan Jiucheng also happened to look at it, and showed an approving look at Lao Hang. Lao Hang understood that he was not wrong. Then, seeing him quickly squeeze to the other side, he approached another card that he had already seen to be boring.

Holy shit, this shit.

The old hanger scolded.

The card that Yan Jiucheng approached was a female reporter, oh no, to be precise, it was a spy disguised as a female reporter, according to Yan Jiucheng's previous judgment, this female spy was a beautiful spy sent by country C before coming here.

This woman, she doesn't look particularly beautiful, it's far worse than Gu Mi's invitation. But the figure is called a good one.

Thinking about it, maybe people can be beautiful spies to tempt people, not all by face, but also by ass, the kind of technology is awesome?

Glancing at the killer next to him again.

"Dude, do you have any cigarettes?" asked the old hanger.

The killer turned his head and looked at him, but he didn't understand, so he kept hanging on to his broken English, who could understand it? Fortunately, he still understood it. The man nodded, pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, and handed it to him.

It's really cool to know yourself and the other, the other party doesn't know who you are, but you know the details of the other party, and you can still smoke a cigarette with this killer, which was put in the past, and you didn't even dare to dream of it!

"Do you want fire?" the killer asked.

The old hanger shook his head: "No, I'm busy with business first, I'll be a driver, take a place for our reporter, and I'll go out to smoke in a while." Saying this, he beckoned to Gu Mi, signaling that her position was occupied and she could come to work.

The killer also turned his head to look at Gu Miyu, and looked at the upper and lower three ways.

This gaze, as soon as it comes, is the professional habit of the killer, after all, Gu Mi is an Oriental, he comes to carry out the mission, and he will pay special attention to the Orientals, and if he doesn't know it, he will meet the team that came to rescue the scientists.

Second, it's the kind of man to woman, no, it's the kind of look that men look at beautiful women, full of possessiveness.

Lao Hang smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the killer's shoulder: "Dude, thank you, see you later." ”

Stupid, I hung a neck rope around my neck, I was about to kick my legs, and I looked at Yan Jiucheng's woman, waiting for Yan Jiucheng to kill you with a knife, and then light a cigarette for you and send you on the road,

The old hanger thought as he squeezed out the crowd.

His identity is a driver, but he is here to help, and there are some people with the same identity as him, who have also retreated to the back. Lao Hang gave them a quick look.

The biggest boss behind the scenes who can put weapons in the room has not yet emerged. Here, it's hard to find an enemy that Yan Jiucheng didn't find.

In the distance, the information manager in Yan Jiucheng's hand should have been placed, his hand brushed his hair, and he returned to the female spy's side and wandered around, and then quickly returned to Gu Miyu's side.

Gu Miyu's face didn't seem to be very good.

It's dark, it's drooping.

This girl, the vinegar is very strong, didn't Yan Jiucheng just look at the woman's breasts? Who doesn't look at a normal man? It seems that Yan Jiucheng didn't convince her on the bed, this is not good. The old hanging looked at it.

Lao Hang, who knows half of the things in heaven and knows all the things on the earth, can he not know what it is like for a woman to completely obey a man?

Xuan Lin also squeezed over, and he didn't know what Yan Jiucheng said.

Xuan Lin's face also darkened.

It's as dark as Gu Mi Please.

No, it's darker than Gu Mi Please.

Lao Hang frowned, touched the cigarette caught in his ear, and stared at Xuan Lin tightly.