"There is one thing that needs to be done by Colonel Lie Yang himself."

"Although Li Shao commanded, no matter what happened, Lie Yang would never give up." Lieyang's brown-red hair looked a little ghostly in the night.

"I need you to add such a link to the harvest plan." Li Shaoze turned to Lie Yang, "Add a link that must use hacking techniques before you can pass it." ”

"Li Shao, many students have not been trained in hacker tutorials." Lie Yang frowned slightly.

"This can be done collectively, there must be someone among the students who knows hacking skills, and I need you to find out who will use this virus code."

Li Shaoze raised his hand and handed a golden USB disk to Lie Yang.

"Yes, Li Shao, I'll arrange this link."

Lie Yang took the USB drive, turned around and walked towards the black off-road vehicle.

Li Shaoze looked at the reflection of the nine-hole bridge in the small river and sneered,

"Ye Qingyan, I see that when the final facts are in front of you, what else do you have to quibble."

The evening breeze by the river, mixed with the coolness of boning, Li Shaoze raised the collar of his windbreaker.

The mobile phone rang, and the voice of Zhan Feng on the other side of the phone was, "Li Shao, the president is looking for it." ”

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A bright light pierced the darkness.

"Bang!"

The door of the truck was opened.

His eyes have adapted to the darkness and cannot open them in the harsh light.

Ye Qingyan continued to pretend to faint and lay in one corner of the truck, and in the afterglow, he saw Yu Xiaojun in the other corner also lying on his side pretending to faint.

"Alright, put blindfolds on them all!"

The people under the truck, commanding the others in English.

Ye Qingyan was grabbed by a pair of rude hands on the shoulder, dragged off the truck, and fell heavily to the ground.

Then the arms were pressed behind the back and the wrists were tied with self-locking nylon cable ties.

She squinted her eyes and saw that everyone else was lying on the ground, their wrists tied one by one.

It wasn't until someone put a black blindfold over her eyes that they threw her into a flatbed truck and transported her away.

It didn't take long for the pungent smell of blood to waft into his nostrils, and the flatbed stopped.

The people in the car were once again still on the ground, and at this time, some of the people who had already passed some of the medicinal power were slowly waking up, letting out a burst of curses.

"Whoa!"

The cold and biting water was splashed on the body one after another, and the people around him began to complain.

Ye Qingyan made it clear that these people were ready to wake them up, and a good show was about to be staged.

She shook her head vigorously and shook off her blindfold.

It turned out that they were thrown into a spacious room, but the purpose of the room still made Ye Qingyan's heart tremble.

It's a cell, or a lynching chamber.

There was only a dim ceiling lamp in the room, and it was messily filled with all kinds of racks and torture instruments.

Iron hooks and ropes hung from the wooden frame, sticks and whips on an iron table, and a stinking and filthy pool.

Naturally, the necessary artifact of the torture chamber is indispensable, the charcoal brazier with flickering firelight, and the red-hot soldering iron inserted horizontally and vertically.

Everywhere you look, you can see what you can use it for, and there are even evil tools that can't be imagined.

The smell of blood in the air may have emanated from the blackened blood stains on the wooden shelves.

Although Ye Qingyan had been blindfolded just now, she had been observing the direction of the car since she was thrown into the big truck.

For example, the truck pulled them back and forth on Diamond Avenue several times, just to prevent someone from pretending to be dizzy and to feel where the car was sending them.