[Alright, it took me seven minutes~]
The hackers in front of the computer screen were silent.
This familiar arrogance, familiar formula.
Who else is not the legendary "your uncle" in the hacker world?
No wonder they were wiped out.
the other side.
Cheng Lian Er answered a phone call from Jing Sui City.
He walked behind Xun.
The voice said solemnly: "Master, I lost my heart. The other party is... Oh Ye."
Ono is codenamed "Your Uncle".
Five years ago, the hacker alliance engaged in a battle, which caused the collapse of the multinational network system.
There is a risk of leakage of important information such as national confidentiality and group documents.
Just when the security department was in a panic.
Suddenly a dark horse appeared and saved the situation.
Before leaving, the dark horse also left a sentence:
[Anfen point, your uncle]
From then on, the very arrogant three words "Your uncle" spread all over the world.
In fact, Mo Luan was cursing angrily.
Therefore, that sentence can be turned around and read, "Your uncle, rest assured. 】
It's correct to understand it this way.
In short, since then, "Your Uncle" has become the idol of hackers and the ultimate goal of computer masters.
However, these three words can't often be talked about.
Will be misunderstood.
Think about it, when you give a friend an idol to Amway, you are your uncle when you say it, and it’s strange if the other party doesn’t kill you.
Thus, the homophonic "Oye" was born.
After Cheng Lian'er finished speaking, he was a little nervous and he felt a little heavy.
Mutual affection is something they have been paying attention to.
Unexpectedly, Oh Ye stared at it.
Xunhou was silent for a while, "Get my phone here."
Cheng Lian'er walked over and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and handed it to him.
In the villa
The screaming man was lying on the ground all the way.
Only the boss stood stunned, his eyes were completely unbelievable.
Mo Luan kicked the gun beside his foot and raised his eyes to look at the boss.
"Do you want to shoot anymore?"
The hand of the boss holding the gun was shaking more severely, and his forehead was sweating.
"Who are you?" he asked fiercely in his eyes.
Mo Luan leaned against the fence of the stairs, lazily, "Passerby."
"Who are you lying to."
The boss couldn't help yelling, "You're a stubborn person, right? Son of a bitch, sent a little girl to relax my guard."
Mo Luan folded his arms around his chest, "This is a bit funny. I am bare-handed. Compared with your real guns and live ammunition, I belong to the weak side."
The boss blushed as she said, and at the same time became even more angry.
Her words can only show that they are incompetent, so many people and so many guns, they can't do a bare-handed little girl.
The boss gritted his teeth and suddenly glanced at his subordinates.
Hearing a "clang" sound, white smoke was everywhere.
They set off smoke bombs.
Mo Luan's eyes were slightly cold, and his body turned.
"boom"
The bullet got stuck in the railing she just leaned against.
The smoke became thicker and thicker, and it took up the entire living room in no time.
Mo Luan leaped, put his right hand on the bar, and jumped directly to the door.
The group of people running towards the door almost hit her.
Mo Luan sneered, "Four are not and four are silly, I just throw smoke bombs along the doorway."
The boss fired without saying anything, and other subordinates drew out melee weapons and drew them at her.
Mo Luan turned sideways to avoid, grabbing the boss's wrist and folding it.
With a "click", the wrist bone was broken.
Then he stretched out his left hand and caught the gun, with the muzzle resting on his forehead.
"do not move."
The boss was in a cold sweat, panting and hurriedly said: "Don't move."