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¡°Hackers¡± are something that ordinary people simply don¡¯t have access to on a daily basis. And in film and television works, it is always exaggerated to be magical.
So, when Liu Yi, a living hacker, sat at the table.
¡°Moreover, when there is a gang leader who personally endorses it and proves its miraculous method.
A group of guys with little education who can only play games when facing the computer are naturally very considerate.
"However, "force" is different.
What are these people doing now?
In three years, three major robberies were committed in three Asian countries. Moreover, a fourth violent gang is brewing!
¡° Moreover, at best they are a violent gang, at worst they are a bunch of desperadoes.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Suddenly heard their boss praise Huahu¡¯s ability to fight in a very complimentary tone, and he¡¯d be damned if he could be convinced.
It¡¯s just that Mr. Long is sitting there and they don¡¯t dare to express it directly.
It is an exaggeration to say that sake tastes like water. After all, beer is intoxicating. No matter how bad the sake is, it still has a higher alcohol content than beer.
But Huahu is one of the few characters in 336 who can compete with wine barrels when drinking liquor.
With his body size far exceeding that of ordinary people and his powerful metabolism, sake is probably not much different from water to him.
Several boys who simply wanted to make Hua Hu look embarrassed first took turns pouring sake.
Later, I discovered that this bear-like guy had swallowed several bottles in a short time, but he was still sitting there steadily, with no change in his face.
Simply call the clerk and get some high-strength soju.
Soju is only 35-60% alcohol. In our country, it can only be classified as low-alcohol alcohol.
Huahu still accepts everyone who comes. If you toast with a cup, he will do it with a cup. If you come with a bottle, he will blow on it.
After a few rounds, a boy's eyes were straight from drinking. He held up the bottle to touch it, but he wandered around and couldn't find the Huahu man for a long time.
One of them was blowing a bottle to Huahu, and when he saw Huahu finishing the wine in the bottle with a few clicks, he was so anxious that he accidentally choked on a sip.
This choke is good, it turns into a fountain directly.
With a puff, everything in the mouth and stomach spurted out.
Its height almost touches the ceiling.
When he sprayed it, the choking smell dispersed, and one of the two guys who had already drunk to the critical point vomited immediately.
The other one was a little better. He covered his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and ran out while crawling.
Mr. Long, who had been talking quietly to Liu Yi and pretended not to see the mischief of several of his men, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He raised his hand and slapped it on the table, roaring with a tigerish face.
The boys who had made a fool of themselves suddenly panicked and knelt in a row. While his head was still apologizing, Ono Jiro, who had been watching with cold eyes, stood up.
He dragged and kicked them all, driving them all out of the box.
Seeing a few useless men rolling away, Mr. Long had an apologetic smile on his face.
Embarrassed, he said to Liu Yi: "Li Sang, I'm really sorry for making you laugh."
"Hi, man. When we are not familiar with each other, we always look like this.
This point is the same whether in China or here. "Liu Yi said nonchalantly.
Use chopsticks to pick up a piece of charred barbecue, stuff it into your mouth and chew it, not caring about the smell that fills the bun room.
"HahahahaLi Sang still sees clearly." Mr. Long praised.
He picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Liu Yi, drank it all in one gulp, picked up a bunch of grilled shrimps, and stuffed them into his mouth with the head and skin on.
At this moment, Onojiro called two clerks into the private room, wiped off the stains on the floor very quickly, wiped it clean with water, and then quietly left.
As the clerk exited, Onojiro glanced at Mr. Long vaguely.
With the tacit approval, he sat down next to Huahu with a smile and a soju cup.
Fill Hua Hu and himself, turn sideways to Hua Hu and bow his head sincerely.
Then he said apologetically: "Hu Lanjun, those guys were drunk and unreasonable just now, I'm really sorry.
?If there is any offense, please forgive me. "
Among Mr. Long¡¯s subordinates, only Jiro Ono isIntricate tattoos on most of his arms.
Unlike the tattoos in our country, which are mainly blue and gray, the tattoos in the island country are very colorful.
Ono Jiro¡¯s chest is a statue of a sitting Buddha with a red face, and behind him is a colorful set of martial arts and a big snake.
On the two arms, one is green and gray, the other is red and yellow, and both are distorted human faces.
During the period, there are also many blood-red flowers and cloud patterns. The overall visual impact is very strong.
Especially if you look closely, you can find several scars of different sizes, which is even more shocking.
If you are timid and look closely, you may become impotent before you even open your mouth.
Jiro Ono intends to use the terrifying tattoos on his body to enhance his aura and at the same time intimidate Huahu.
Even if he has a lot of strength, he can only perform eight or nine points, or even seven or eight points.
When he regained his composure and confidently put his right elbow on the table, he was surprised to find that not only did Huahu's expression remain unchanged, but there was also clear contempt in his eyes.
Just when he was getting angry, Huahu also loosened his clothes. With a shake of his upper body, he took off his kimono.
The next second, except for Liu Yi, everyone inside and outside the house trembled in their hearts.
In their sight, Huahu¡¯s chest, back, waist, ribs, abdomen, arms, and almost every piece of skin that came into view were all covered with hideous scars.
There are bullet holes and grooves made by bullets. There are "centipede" scars and triangular holes made by daggers and thorns.
There are also dots and patches of hideous marks left by grenade fragments and burns.
Among these messy scars, old scars have turned black and dark, or have returned to a color similar to the skin.
Some of them are still pink and white, obviously they have just recovered.
And the people inside and outside the house, except for the two clerks, were all characters who had used knives and guns.
It is easy to tell which weapon caused each scar.
At the same time, you can also feel personally what Huahu has experienced, one after another, dangerous and bloody (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com