In the small window, Zhu Jianrui was pinned to the ground by a group of soldiers and handcuffed.
While struggling, he shouted: "Dad, uncle, save me!"
But unfortunately, Gong Xuanlin had no way to save him, because he was also handcuffed by the soldiers and showed the arrest warrant.
Gong Xuanqi is a cautious person, never saying things that shouldn't be said outside, and he pays great attention to his words when sending text messages and emails, so that no one will get caught. He never touches the dark things, and they are all done with the help of the people below, so he is safe for the time being.
He repeatedly checked the arrest warrant, took out his mobile phone and called the relevant leaders, and found that there was no room for operation, so he could only wave his hands and give up.
Just for the crime of invading the national defense system, Zhu Jianrui is likely to be sentenced to life imprisonment, even if he is only a fourteen-year-old child. He is far more harmful to society than terrorists. In fact, the hacker army he formed is an anti-government army.
Gong Xuanlin's charges are not light, the theft of state secrets, the theft of commercial secrets, murder and silence, tax evasion... If the court accepts these evidences, he is likely to be sentenced to death.
If the news spreads to the outside world, Gong Xuanqi's political future will be completely ruined. It was a disaster for their family.
Never expected that a small divorce case could lead to so many lawsuits! I didn't expect a powerless orphan to have such terrifying strength! Wrong, this move is too wrong!
Gong Xuanqi slumped down on the chair.
Gong Xuanlin and Zhu Jianrui were escorted away amid constant resistance and clamoring.
Seeing this, Zhuang Li closed the window and curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.
7480 kept asking in his mind: "Zhu Jianrui is just over? Was it taken? Game over?"
"What? You don't think it's fun enough?" Zhuang Li's chuckle was more evil than the devil.
"No, it's very enjoyable." 7480's tone was like eating shit.
Then it muttered again: "Master, you started too fast, right? You can't get the pleasure of revenge like this. Why don't you wait for Zhu Jianrui to reach the peak of his life and then push him down? Fall from the highest place. , will he be more miserable than he is now?"
Having said that, when Zhu Jianrui really reaches the pinnacle of his life, it is unknown whether the host can push him down.
7480 wanted to buy some more time for Zhu Jianrui. After all, the other party was the son of destiny appointed by the Lord God, and he wanted to fight with Le Zhengming.
Now that the arena has been set up, and the two sides have not officially started a war, Zhu Jianrui was cut off by the host first, and the development of the matter was completely out of the script written by the Lord God. This is called 7480 how to play
Zhuang Li was amused by its words, picked up an egg placed on the countertop, and asked, "Did you see it?"
"Look, I see, is there any problem?" 7480 was afraid that the host would ask questions with interest.
Zhuang Li held the egg high, then let go.
With a click, the egg fell to the ground and shattered, and the sticky white and yolk splashed all over the floor.
7480: ? ?
Le Zhengming looked at the little curly hair, and said helplessly: "It's good, what are you doing with the eggs? Stand far away, I'll clean up later." He said reproach, but there was a smile and a smile in his eyes. Intense pampering.
Zhuang Li obediently stood a little further away, picked up another egg, and said with a smile, "System, look at this again."
He put his fingers together and tried to crush the egg, but failed.
7480: ? ?
Zhuang Li tried again many times, but he couldn't crush the egg until his face was flushed. This body lacks exercise and has very little strength. Of course, Zhuang Li himself is not a person with a high level of force.
His performance hit the streets!
7480: "...Master, what do you mean?"
It was Le Zhengming who first guessed the idea of Little Curly Hair, took the tenacious egg from his hand, and pinched it easily.
There was a light snap, the egg liquid splashed all over the place, and then the eggshells that were broken into powder were thrown into the trash can by Le Zhengming.
He reluctantly asked again: "It's good, why are you crushing this egg?" Having said that, he didn't stop his arrogant child at all, but went to help himself.
His petting and pampering for the little curly hair has no bottom line at all.
The embarrassment on Zhuang Li's face disappeared in an instant, and he asked Le Zhengming with a smile, "Tell me, is it better to lift the egg high up and throw it on the ground, or hold it in the palm of your hand and squeeze it easily. Cooler?"
Le Zhengming put his hand under the faucet to rinse, and said without hesitation, "Of course it's more refreshing to squeeze easily. You've been under a lot of pressure recently, and you want to use this to relieve it?"
He felt that he had gotten the way of thinking of Little Curly Hair, so he took out another egg and stuffed it into Little Curly Hair's hand. The big bronze hand covered with thick calluses wrapped his white tender and slender hand, and whispered softly: "I will help you. "
He put his five fingers together, intertwined with the five fingers of the little curly hair, and together they crushed the egg. The egg white and yolk covered the palms of the two, and at the same time released a sticky and thick atmosphere.
Zhuang Li took a few breaths and said with a smile, "It's really cool."
Le Zhengming grabbed his hand under the faucet, cleaned it up carefully, and reassured him, "Don't put too much pressure on it. Power status is not the most important thing to me, we just do our best, regardless of victory or defeat."
"Okay." Zhuang Li nodded in agreement, but his voice was hoarse.
The gentleness of this man is like air, everywhere; like a drug, addictive.
"The noodles are ready, I'll serve them, you go to the restaurant outside and sit." Le Zhengming wiped his wet hands dry, and then lightly rubbed his little curly head.
The rebellious Zhuang Li was as obedient as a child in front of him. He walked outside, and as soon as he sat down, he said coldly in his heart: "System, do you understand now? In my eyes, Zhu Jianrui is just an egg. , instead of holding him high and smashing him, I prefer to crush him on the spot.
"You don't have a body, so you can't experience that feeling. The crackling sound of eggshells is transmitted through the vibration of the air and the tactile nerves of the palm, and it reverberates in the brain, so crisp, so beautiful, so pleasing to the body and mind. More The great thing is that the sticky yolks and whites feel hot, like blood, when gently twisted at the fingertips.
"In the end, you can just throw the broken eggshells in the trash. They lie in the scraps of food, like skeletons in the ruins. It's a triple treat of hearing, touch and sight."
Zhuang Li squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, as if the aftertaste was endless.
7480: "…"
Damn, the host is too changeable!
7480 really hate it! When the host was performing on the street just now, it failed to react in time and missed the opportunity to laugh at the host.
Now to laugh at it again, it doesn't have the guts at all. Because it knows that the metaphor of the host is not a coercion, he simply thinks that it is more fun and cool to poke Zhu Jianrui. This state of mind is terrifying!
Since he couldn't afford it, 7480 had to play dead.
Le Zhengming came out of the kitchen with two bowls of hot noodles, accompanied by a plate of cold salad.
"Eat," he said softly.
Zhuang Li picked up his chopsticks and took a few breaths, then raised his head and asked curiously, "I asked you to crush all the eggs in the kitchen, will you do it?"
Le Zhengming was stunned for a while before saying, "Go ahead. There are only ten eggs left, is that enough? I'll ask Xiaojin to deliver a few more boxes." As he spoke, he picked up his mobile phone and called the driver.
Zhuang Li quickly suppressed his hand and shook his head with a smile: "I'm joking with you."
Le Zhengming held his hand and comforted him again: "Don't be under pressure, I will retire if the election fails, it's no big deal."
Retiring at thirty-four, how could it be no big deal
Zhuang Li squeezed his hand more and more, and asked in an ambiguous tone, "You can do whatever I ask you to do. Why are you so obedient?"
Le Zhengming stared at the hands that the two held tightly together, his brows frowned, his expression solemn, but his ears turned red quietly. He didn't know how to answer the question without appearing too eager.
However, Zhuang Li chuckled again, his red lips curled into a sly arc: "Do you like me?"
Le Zhengming's brain exploded with a bang.
Zhuang Li seemed to think that the stimulation was not big enough, and said, "If I let you kiss me, would you do it?"
Le Zhengming blinked repeatedly, unable to believe what he heard.
"You don't want to? Forget it." Zhuang Li tried to withdraw his hand.
At this moment, Le Zhengming tugged at him fiercely, took him into his arms, pressed his lips and kissed him fiercely, one hand tentatively inserted into his fluffy and soft hair, and stroked back and forth. He stroked, and then pressed the back of his head hard against him.
Le Zhengming is afraid: he is afraid that everything he has heard before is an illusion; he is also afraid that this naughty person with an extremely elusive mind will change his mind. Since some words have been said, he cannot let the other party take them back.
After a full five minutes, Zhuang Li wiped his red and swollen lips and withdrew from Le Zhengming's tightly bound arms.
"It seems that you really like me." He smiled like a little devil, there was no disgust in his eyes, only the pleasure of being satisfied.
Le Zhengming carefully observed his expression, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
Zhuang Li picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat noodles, and said casually, "There is something I wanted to tell you a long time ago, and I like you too."
Le Zhengming's head exploded not long after he woke up.
Seeing his blank expression, Zhuang Li smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the mouth.
Le Zhengming immediately hugged him and deepened the kiss.
The silhouettes of the two slowly merged together, and they were inseparable from each other.
Witnessing all this, 7480 gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart: Bah, dog boy! If I can connect with the outside world, I will definitely expose you!
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Those who are favored by the Lord God are not so easily overthrown.
Zhu Jianrui and Gong Xuanlin were quickly acquitted, and the military not only gave up pursuing their crimes, but also suppressed the scandal. The manufacturer of the spy processor and a few other hackers took all the blame for them, and the case ended inexplicably.
Gong Xuanqi's reputation is not affected at all, but he has lost one of the most important bargaining chips. He handed over the defense report Zhu Jianrui had stolen from the United States to the military in exchange for the freedom of his younger brother and nephew.
For him, the national defense report is a dead thing, and it is not a pity to lose it. As long as the nephew is still there, many national defense reports can be obtained in the future. Talent and technology are invaluable treasures.
The military also admired Zhu Jianrui's ability, and without Le Zhengming's consent, incorporated the other party into the electronic information force and became a non-staff soldier.
It seems that the reformists are not united, just like the conservatives will also support Le Zhengming secretly.
The game ends here.
Although Zhu Jianrui was unscathed, he was implanted with a chip and was under the surveillance of the military at any time. He can only touch the computer with the permission of the military.
Gong Xuanlin was forced to resign from the management of the Gong Group and transferred 20% of the shares to the military.
Gong's Group is in the energy business, with annual profits reaching several billions. Because of this, Le Zhengming's campaign funds suddenly became sufficient.
When the military broke the news to him and thought he was going to rage, he just smiled and was in a better mood than ever.
The major general who was in charge of contacting him pondered: what's wrong? Being held back by his own people, General Le Zheng is not angry at all? This is not his style!