Tai Lun laughed, hooked his fingers and said, "Come here."
Qi Xun was a little wary at first, but when he saw Tai Lun's eyes, he suddenly felt that all the lights of tonight were reflected in them—it was so beautiful and amazing.
Qi Xun leaned over uncontrollably, swallowed his saliva excitedly, and said, "You want to come? Come with me now?"
Tai Lun sneered, and narrowed his dark golden eyes like glazed stones, which added a harsh beauty because of his coldness.
He said, "Is the sky high?"
Qi Xun subconsciously looked at the sky.
Tai Lun said: "Look at this sky clearly, it is very deep, very high and far away. You gradually feel your smallness..."
His voice gradually slowed down, like the sound of an inorganic cello slowly soaking into Qi Xun's eardrums.
A little uneasiness surged deep in Qi Xun's heart, but it was quickly suppressed by Tai Lun's voice again.
“…you are slowly losing consciousness, you cannot move your limbs. The sky is getting farther and farther away from you, and you are gradually unable to see or hear anything except me.”
After Tai Lun said this, Qi Xun's eyes suddenly lost their spirit completely.
He was hypnotized.
For an assassin, the most basic skill is not to attract attention, which is the basic skill after understanding the subconscious behavior of others; further, an assassin also needs to learn how to gain the trust of the target person, from spending ten days It takes half a month to barely establish trust, and it takes years and months of practice to directly instill trust with words, actions, and demeanor hints; and further, some top assassin masters are often able to use more confusion, guidance, and even The skill of manipulating the mind.
Very similarly, creatures like succubi are born with the talent to seduce, hypnotize, and play with people's hearts.
For a master assassin like Tai Lun who has both racial talent and sufficient experience, hypnosis is not so magical, it is just mental suppression, plus a little bit of hint-guiding skills.
Once, he had used the same trick to make some stupid enemy kneel before him—
Tsk, is it difficult to hypnotize a dross with such an empty spirit
Without any difficulty, Qi Xun just stood beside the car like an obedient robot.
Tyron said, "Who do you work for?"
Qi Xun: "Bai Qiandu."
Tyron didn't recognize the name, so he asked, "What's his relationship with Victor?"
As soon as Qi Xun heard the order, he said everything he knew: Bai Qiandu originally planned to cooperate with Wiki for publicity, but Victor tried his best to dissuade everyone in the company from accepting such cooperation; Bai Qiandu was furious and wanted to teach a lesson A touch of Victor, let him retreat.
The way Bai Qiandu chose to teach him a lesson was to send people to follow Victor to threaten his privacy, and at the same time he created a pirated website for wikis to grab traffic.
Tai Lun laughed mockingly and said, "Why does he think he will win?"
Qi Xun said: "The boss said that he has two advantages. One is that his cost is very small, and pictures and videos can be pirated directly from wikis; , and have already contacted good people to sell all the customer information on our website... "
Tai Lun said: "Your website, customer information is also valuable?"
Qi Xun obeyed his orders and explained in detail: "Many people will register on pirated websites and forums, and many people use similar passwords for all accounts. Hackers will come to us to buy account numbers and passwords, and take Go out to 'crash the database', just try everywhere - you can steal more other accounts, from blogs to online banking accounts, even if you can't transfer money directly, you can still use it to make fraudulent calls."
The old antique master assassin felt that he touched the shadow of the gray area again.
Isn't this the modern version of an intelligence dealer
Unlike Bluebell Flower, a large political organization that holds political beliefs and has precepts in all actions, most criminals in this world are only doing things for money.
Many thieves, robbers, and even worse people must pre-purchase the information of the target object before committing a crime, relying on the intelligence network like this bad website.
Unfortunately, there are many people who don't know the existence of intelligence dealers until they encounter misfortune, thinking that they are just unlucky.
An upright person like Victor is not good at dealing with this kind of scum.
But Tyron was different.
These people threatened Victor's safety, which made Tyron very upset, and after asking all he wanted to ask, he leaned back in his seat.
His voice was lazily hoarse: "You are still looking at the sky, just having a dream that is hard to remember. When you wake up, you will forget everything."
Tyron paused for a moment, and thought for another two seconds.
Then the corner of his mouth slowly curled into a smirk, hiding the evil spirit unique to the demons from the abyss: "Whenever you see such black, you will naturally think: you are not a person, but a dog. You are an old dog who survives by stealing human food, and you instinctively bite anyone who tries to take anything from you, and you never let go.
"You love rotten bread, very much, and remember that, and only when you're done will you temporarily forget that you're an old dog.
"Now you are dreaming, but when I count to one, you will be awakened by my snapping fingers. Now, ten, nine, eight..."
…
It was already late when Qi Xun went back. His boss—Bai Qiandu picked up a stack of newspapers and threw them over: "Is it difficult for you to find a group performer? You came back so late!"
For some reason, Qi Xun's eyes were a little loose and confused. It took him a while to react and said, "Boss, that person disagrees...I, I'll find you a more suitable one tomorrow."
Bai Qiandu sneered and said, "What the hell tomorrow! That wiki really rejected my plan."
Qi Xun: "Ah? With such good publicity conditions, is there something wrong with their company's brain?"
"It's not all about Victor's interference - copyright and copyright! I forgot to make money for the sake of copyright, and I don't want others to make money! Seeing how easy I make, I have pink eyes?" Bai Qiandu said, "I'm so mad! That Li There's something wrong with Vick!"
Qi Xun said: "Then, we can't cooperate with Wiki, boss, are you still making pirated videos of Fourth Master's techniques?"
Bai Qiandu said viciously: "Do it! Why don't you do it! Fuck it while it's still hot! They want to sue us for copyright infringement if they have the ability? Let them sue! From today onwards, I will fight them! Doubling the bonus and working overtime to stare at the Wiki platform, we will steal one of their works on their website, stealing them bankrupt, crying and begging for mercy in front of me!"
From the next day, the pirate website named Lewei started to work overtime, keeping a close eye on the wiki original platform for piracy.
Last month, millions of commissions poured into the account of the authorizer, Tai Lun, just from the income under the label of "Fourth Master".
But at the middle of this month, there is still half of it left.
Originally, according to Victor's calculations, in about two months, this label will continue to pour in new creative forces, and the income will probably be able to reach the surgery fee for body replacement.
The new body is already being cultivated, and the follow-up expenses must be kept up in half a year, otherwise there will be some difficulties in recovery. If Pei Rong's physical condition was not really too tense, he shouldn't have booked the operation in such a hurry.
The 60 million for this operation is a lot of money. Victor tried his best, and even went to the field to plan the promotional draft in person, just to increase the authorization fee of Si Ye.
But now it has been stolen.
Victor was so angry that his fingers were shaking, he said, "Have you handed over the lawyer's letter?"
The subordinate said: "I handed it over a long time ago, and the other party said: Just tell me, Lewei will be closed soon, they will open the Weiwei station, and Weiwei will be opened next month..."
Victor was about to die of anger, and blurted out, "Isn't it just taking advantage of the fire while everyone is watching the game and the progress? What's the difference between this and a robber?"
Everyone quickly came up to comfort him.
After a while, Victor also realized that he cared too much about Tai Lun's affairs, and said: "The copyright lawsuit has been dragging on for too long, I'll go and talk to that side again. How much can be withdrawn, first Withdraw how much."
But Bai Qiandu refused the call, saying: I regret it now, it's too late.
The secretary asked Victor: "What about the boss, shall we press the court again?"
Victor was so angry that he wanted to stomp through the floor in the office, get in front of Bai Qiandu and strangle him to death. After a while he said: "You go out first, I will write a letter myself."
As he spoke, he sat down and began to draft an email to send directly to Bai Qiandu.
Victor's letter writing has always been very gentle, and he said in the letter: "...you and I have no direct interest disputes, but you have insulted the vast majority of human beings, including me, with your IQ and personality. .I don't think I'm qualified to forgive you, because it's God's job to make people fly into the sky and explode into fireworks."
"Tomorrow I will hold a press conference to fully expose everything and let the world give us justice.
"I hope you take good care of yourself when you go out. When you were struck black by lightning, the archaeological team took three years to open your face and found that the inside was still tender; or when you were run over by a 50-ton truck, the body When the beach is on the asphalt road and you can't get it out with a steel spoon... we will definitely feel sorry for you."
This elegantly worded letter passed the mail's bad word filtering system and was sent out intact.
Bai Qiandu thought it was a letter begging for mercy, so he read it while enjoying the massage, but in the end... he was almost so angry that he was furious, and said that this matter would never end.
Victor said: There is no end to it! When my male god match is over, I will kill you one by one with my free hand!