Chapter 7: Rotten Thoughts Lingering Beams—3
One day, it was probably shrouded in bright autumn light and slight frost.
Levi, the ited.org's director of security mapping, found out at 8:10 a.m. that some of the GNU jobs he was working with Russian programmers were not in effect, and he thought for a moment, picked up the phone and sent a message to traffic monitoring. Soon after, he sat in a café across the street from the Harbin Power Grid Administration in Heilongjiang Province, in front of Mo, an employee of Chris.
"What do you think of the Gowun Studio, which recently broke away from the main body?" "This project has nothing to do with China, and I don't do any overload attacks, but it's better to be cautious." ”
"Goun?"
"The GW software attack team, there is evidence that they use the resources at hand to carry out illegal acts." Levi peeled off the wire seal at the top of the packet and poured 2g of brown sugar powder into the cup. "I'm guessing you haven't even heard of it."
"Name only." Mo shrugged.
"That's awesome," Levi smiled. "Oh yes, here."
The latter looked at the brown paper bag in his hand, which was not postmarked.
The door was pushed open a second time.
"I've heard there's something wrong with you." The director sipped his coffee.
"Wine." Researcher Stone Axe stood in front of the table, "Knowing that it is embarrassing to use the current technology to extract a certain line of gene hanging chains, you are throwing your hands to it. ”
"How?" Levi smiled, "It's just a perfectly fitting cheek, have you watched the news?" ”
"I think it's too late."
"Here, Gothic chiseling," Levi reveled, "and I'll be back soon." ”
[Prelude, redirect. Ke Miuwei】
A fire axe falls to the ground with a dull sound, and spider-shaped droplets splatter from its center.
"Shut up." Spiritual Master, Justice aimed his Beretta M92F at the trembling and screaming shadow with an ever-expanding pool of blood beneath him, and green tendons erupted from the back of his hand.
The slight tremor caused by the change in structure, the aluminum and semi-plastic alloy particles were falling apart, and there was a slight stick-slip between Justice's index finger and the trigger, and the morphine in his body began to take effect.
The humanoid figure appeared from the floor not far from him, and the area junction showed a slow spreading trend within a radius of half a meter, black and red malignant erosion and burns.
The terrible howl range instantly increased by five octaves, and then came to an abrupt halt.
The shell that ejected from Justice's right side fell at the same time as the blood that burst from the opponent's forehead.