In the weapons production room of the Great Xia Laboratory, Zhang Yangshen turned a radio and listened to a special frequency band, and the computer listening was constantly calculating the changing frequency, and Zhang Yangshen's adjustment was based on the results just calculated.

He listened for a moment, then shook his head regretfully and stood up.

He walked to Bai Meng's laboratory, and saw that he was busy, so he did not disturb to see that he was controlling the complex instruments......

Bai Meng was busy in front of the laboratory table for a while, but found that the production of the second-order spiritual injection still ended in failure, and raised his head in disappointment, only to find that the master was looking at him.

"Master, you're here, why didn't you make a sound?" Bai Meng saw Zhang Yangshen, although the two of them teased back and forth, one was disrespectful to the old and the other was cheating, but the relationship between people was very strange, and the master and apprentice fought again and again, and inexplicably had a kind of attachment.

"Seeing that you are busy, I am not in a hurry." Zhang Yangshen said with a smile, standing quietly, and finally had a hint of superiority, "Are you thinking of ways to enhance your mental strength?" ”

He knew that Bai Meng relied on the power of injections.

Bai Meng didn't know this, and said lightly: "Yes, but I don't have a clue." ”

"Hard?" Zhang Yangshen asked.

Bai Meng scratched his head and said, "No, the material asked." I have ordered a batch of top-quality raw protein from abroad, and the plasticity will be higher than the varieties used now, which can improve the success rate of production. It's a pity that I want to change a batch of lenses, but they don't sell them to the Chinese market. ”

"Oh?" Zhang Yangshen asked strangely, "What shot?" ”

"A high-density operating mirror, only one foreign company has achieved the accuracy I wanted. But although they are assembled in Huaxia, they are not sold to the Huaxia market, and I have a headache, and I have not found a way to purchase from overseas. Bai Meng said with a headache, "It's really discrimination, we are the world's factory, but we can't get what we produce, damn it!" ”

"The core technology is someone else's, there is no way." Zhang Yangshen shrugged helplessly, "Is there no alternative product?" ”

"In addition to their company, the Daxia laboratory already uses the best products in the world, of course, on public information!" Bai Meng said, "That batch of goods is offshore at the port of Ducheng, I really want to steal it......"

"Then steal it!" Zhang Yangshen slammed the table.

"Master...... You're not kidding, are you? ”

Bai Meng was taken aback by him, and when he saw Zhang Yangshen's heroic appearance, he found that he seemed to be serious.

Zhang Yangshen saw Bai Meng's reaction, and he was angry from the bottom of his heart: "Those who become big things are not informal, and if people don't give it, you will grab it." This is what Master taught you, no matter what you want in the future, or if you want to be a woman, give me a little domineering! ”

"Master, aren't you a Taoist? Why do you still want to be a woman? Bai Meng was slapped on the head by Zhang Yangshen, it hurt, and he shrunk his neck.

"Your master is a Taoist priest, not a monk, you can marry a wife!" Zhang Yangshen said indignantly.

……

No matter how luxurious the bar is, it is just a big deserted house during the day. In a bar on the outer ring road of Ducheng, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man knocked on the door and asked, "Miss Wei, can I come in?" ”

After receiving permission, the middle-aged man with a grim expression tied his hands and entered the luxurious rest room. His name is Yuan Zhiqiang, from a small rural village in Henan, when his father was injured by the village chief because of the division of land, he was paralyzed on the bed and had no money to treat his family, day by day, and finally closed his eyes when he waited for Yuan Zhiqiang's university admission letter. He didn't want his mother to leave his father with treatment, and he knew that this society was like this. But his mother refused to forgive herself, and clinged to the family's meager land, just wanting to exchange him for a year's tuition, but she was still poisoned. When he was buried, he knelt down to seventy-six households in the village, and he did not receive a penny.

The only 500 yuan came from a classmate who had always been his first girlfriend, on the condition that Yuan Zhiqiang give up the girl. He gritted his teeth and agreed, and after burying his mother, he never returned to that small village. He tasted poverty, went to Dadu City in college, pondered the way to make money, was willing to do anything, and finally found the first pot of gold, got the help of the Rose Alliance, and climbed to today's industry. Although he had to avoid the rumors for a while because Jiang Panzhi was chasing him tightly these days, he knew that Jiang Panzhi had already eaten a gun under his ambush, and the people above who were trying to protect him had already spoken, and within a month, all hidden dangers would be eliminated for him.

He has done everything to force prostitutes, commit drugs, and blackmail, which can be described as a bad thing, but he has never eaten and slept well, and he thinks that everything he is enjoying now is owed to him by this indifferent society.

Wei Lingjun was lying on the bed polishing a dagger, the blade was fifteen centimeters long, the knife was straight, the color was dark red, I don't know what material it was made of. She looked up at the middle-aged man who walked over, although his gaze did not have any aggressive meaning, but when he inadvertently swept over her body, he had a very uncomfortable feeling.

This experience was very experienced when she left the barracks for the first time in the wilderness survival training, when she tried her best to injure an unusually tall wolf, lost her weapon and fled in the woods, and when she was targeted by the wounded beast, she looked at people with the same eyes as Yuan Zhiqiang.

So Wei Lingjun, who is very sensitive to human emotions, twisted her body uneasily, although she was confident that she could kill Yuan Zhiqiang, who was already a little fat, in a second, but he was now the only person she could cooperate with, re-contact Shangcier and find the lost Tang Wei, and even monitor the Baimeng operation that had been targeted by them, and finally the important thing would fall on this man who had a good underground power in Ducheng itself.

"I want the topographic map of the Great Xia Laboratory, Boss Yuan got it?" Wei Lingjun's eyes were sharp and he looked at Yuan Zhiqiang.

"Of course, there is no problem with just one laboratory." Yuan Zhiqiang smiled heartily, "This is the architectural drawing, and there is also the design plan given by their decoration company later, although it may have changed now, but they have not been built for a long time, and the general terrain should still be able to be inferred." ”

He threw a small USB flash drive to Wei Lingjun, who took it and asked, "Where is Harimu?" Help me call him over and analyze the terrain. ”

After she and Harimu were counter-invaded by Zhang Yangshen that day, although they escaped with foresight, Zhang Yangshen sent the information to Wang Mang and the criminal police team who were already nearby through a special channel, and they were immediately surrounded. Wei Lingjun took Harimu, who was dragging oil bottles, and he was injured to escape. After that, he arrived at Yuan Zhiqiang's secret den.

Yuan Zhiqiang smiled indifferently: "Miss Wei, you can wait a minute, your friend is energetic, and he added another ...... just now."

Wei Lingjun is a killer, and he knows a lot about the world of the lower ninth, and he immediately understood what it meant to add a bell, and his eyebrows were upside down: "This bastard, he is really in the mood!" ”

She didn't care about Yuan Zhiqiang's face, and strode out of the house. Yuan Zhiqiang, because they are the distinguished guests of the Rose Alliance, have prepared the best houses with excellent sound insulation. But Wei Lingjun's ear voice was excellent, and through the door panel, he still heard the frantic sound of female and male voices mixed together.

"Miss Wei, you better wait a while......" Yuan Zhiqiang stiffened slightly, whether he gave money or not, the guests in his venue had that kind of demand, and he naturally had to meet them. Now Wei Lingjun is breaking in like this, although it is not business hours, but the people under him are not having a good time.

Who knew that Wei Lingjun didn't sell his face at all, he opened the door with one foot, and approached the bedroom with his high shoes. Harimu, who was fighting on a snow-white body, heard the voice, raised his head and met the angry eyes of Shangwei Lingjun, his shrugged waist slowed down, his lips moved a few times, and he muttered something vaguely, and the charge below became more ferocious.

His face was pale, his eyes lacked lustre, and his already pale face made people feel as if he didn't have any energy. The mature woman he stepped under also saw Wei Lingjun, saw her plump figure and revealing clothes, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, if you want to play Shuangfei, but you have to add money!" ”

Wei Lingjun was extremely angry, and lifted Harimu up like a chicken, his voice was like a cold wind, without a little expression: "What have you been doing since you played yesterday until now?" Okay, get dressed, and get ready to work. ”

Although she was shorter than Harim, she was extremely powerful, and threw him to the ground with a heavy blow, and her thin little body threw herself on the ground with a thud.

When the mature woman witnessed this scene, she subconsciously screamed, and saw that this woman was probably not called by Harimu to play Double Fly, but it seemed that his wife had come to catch her, and the speech was completely different. Suddenly, she saw Yuan Zhiqiang, who didn't know how long he had been standing at the door, and looked at Wei Lingjun teaching Harimu a lesson without any expression, and was so frightened that she immediately shut up.

Their rule here is to meet all the requirements of the guests, no matter how unreasonable it is, don't make a fuss as if the people here don't know anything, so although she saw the picture of a man being caught and easily beaten up, it should be regarded as a common thing, and she should never scream.

"Grass, what are you doing bitch?" Harimu was on the rise, and when he was thrown by Wei Lingjun, he naturally lost interest, and roared at her in a broken can.

Wei Lingjun didn't retort, just slapped his face with a crisp and neat mouth.

At this moment, Harim was a little dizzy, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and two teeth.

He suddenly cried out: "Work? What do you want me to do with this waste? I'm not as good as others, and I was beaten off my right hand, and now I can't do anything at all! ”

He shook his right arm absolutely, where it should have been, but it was strangely empty, only wrapped in gauze.

For a hacker, the lack of the most flexible right hand is like losing the keyboard and mouse, and the division of labor between the ten fingers can ensure the most efficient input speed.

Harimu's madness is related to his suffering, and if he loses a hand, he may not be able to become a top hacker again in his life.

"The right hand is gone, the left hand, and your legs, and your mouth, any problem in this world can be overcome, as long as you think of a solution with your heart, and you must be resolute in doing it."

After Wei Lingjun finished speaking, he turned out of his room and said indifferently: "Come to my office within three minutes, if you don't ...... You're watching, right? ”

Harimo pondered Wei Lingjun's words, thoughtfully, silently got dressed, and followed Wei Lingjun away.