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    Many people do not understand that there are times when some of the computers in Internet cafes that are dedicated to gaming are configured very high.

    With the run as a foundation, Fu Jiu only used ten seconds to take down the campus network, and all the faculty information appeared on her screen in an instant!

    Using a search engine, after targeting Director Zhang.

    She quickly turned to war again, her fingering nimble on the keyboard, with this computer of her own as the host, using a powerful network, manipulating the entire Internet cafe, even a dozen Internet cafe machines, tens of thousands of computers, running at the same time, so that they automatically serve her, for a powerful virtual ip screening, just to pull out the net of Director Zhang’s house!

    Also on that day!

    There were several internet cafes where computers were jumping around with codes at the same time!

    So much so that people stood up and started slapping their keyboards randomly, “Crap, boss, what’s going on? The game won’t even play, is it poisoned?”

    At first the bosses in the Internet cafe also thought it was poisoned, reboot can not be, rushed to call the phone to let the technology over to repair!

    In the entire Internet cafe, the only thing that was still running was Fu Jiu’s one computer.

    Just when everyone was going crazy, Fu Jiu was wearing headphones, her side face was as handsome as a picture, her silver broken hair hit down and covered her eyes, only the black earrings gave off a little bit of coldness in the night.

    A cyberattack of this magnitude is surely going to avoid the cybersecurity system.

    Fu Jiu tapped the keyboard, her fingering was still beautifully dazzling, a carriage return turned, and the network ip of Director Zhang’s house was directly locked in her USB drive.

    Through the network and then attacking the phone, and finally, just inserting a small virus …… pop!

    k, o!

    Fu Jiu narrowed his eyes, pressed the release button, and in the middle of the loud noise of the internet cafe, snapped the hood of his black jacket, stood up coolly, and didn’t forget to smile at the owner of the internet cafe before he went out the door, “Boss, thanks.”

    The internet cafe owner had no time to respond to her, still pouring over the internet with his head down there.

    Oddly enough those computers were good again before the tech arrived!

    What a living hell!

    What the hell’s going on?

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