*

In the study.

Bo Hua looked at the man on the desk from time to time while looking at the phone's eyes.

I was entangled in my heart, I didn't know whether to say it or not.

The man sitting on the main seat was somewhat aware of it, so he asked coldly: "Just say what you have." He can't bear any blows now?

Hearing that, Bohua nodded slightly, and then read according to the content of the page on the phone, "The website was maliciously attacked by hackers a few minutes ago, and it is now back to normal. Thank you for your support!"

Leng Tiong clenched his fists suddenly.

The loud noise that hit his right hand on the table was all his anger.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "I don't want to hear any future messages about Qingqing."

Of course, the message here refers to good news!

If it's bad news, it's too late for him to set off firecrackers to celebrate!

"Understood." Bo Hua shrank his neck, then put away the phone tremblingly.

*

Lengjia villa.

After Qiao Yimo got out of the car, he entered the villa hall listlessly.

"Miss Qiao..." Seeing that Qiao Yimo was not in high spirits, the servant's expression was cold, and she looked upset, so she didn't come forward to provoke him.

Seeing this, the old servant winked at the other servants, "Hurry up and notify Lord Tired."

Qiao Yimo raised his eyes to look at the servants and shook his head, looking uninterested, "No need."

Although she had kept the platform for selling books, she was almost found by Mo Runge.

Thinking of it now, I still have lingering fears!

Originally, he said that Mo Runge's system was hacked tonight as a revenge, but his mother Mo Runge was still very cunning.

And her own technology is getting better and better!

Qiao Yimo is going to die of anger!

She opened the door angrily, making no effort to start.

Hearing the sound, the man raised his eyes on the computer screen, and at first glance he saw Qiao Yimo walking towards him.

"Momo." Leng Tired's thin lips lightly opened.

Seeing Qiao Yimo approaching, with a faint expression on his face and no reaction, the man's heart trembled.

Did someone tell her just now that he had seen other women's arms and legs tonight, so she is not happy after listening?

He got up in a panic, then walked over to encircle the girl's waist and touched her face, "What's the matter?"

"Where is it hurt or..."

The man looked at the girl for fear of hearing something terrifying from her mouth.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yimo just shook his head, "Injured?"

How could it be injured?

Mo Runge had fallen down two or three, and they were all intact except what they wanted.

Qiao Yimo looked at the man in hindsight and touched his body, "How about you? Are you okay?"

Leng Juo held her messy hand and nodded, "It hurts."

This answer was naturally expected, after all, no one in S City could hurt him half a point.

"But..." the man's voice was deep in his ear and continued, "I need your help."

"Help?" Qiao Yimo raised his eyes and looked at the man's exquisite features. "What needs my help?"

Leng Jian was silent for a while, "This time his opponent is from country M, maybe you should know him."

Mo Runge was shot and injured three. It stands to reason that the bullets controlled by each organization's guns have different codes. Since Qingqing is also from country M, perhaps Momo can recognize the codes of the bullets. JrNovels.com