Sequela

Computer networks can not be separated forever talk about today is the same. Hackers, there is not a mystery, today's society, as long as the little rookie to understand the network through a hacker can be hidden, not to mention the Department of Computer Science, or FD students.

The department's students were all in the middle of the night That hacking discussion of war. Three or four together, there are seven or eight around the corner, among them Lin Qiang. Only two did not participate in classroom discussions, one is reading the Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, while the other is not far in front of the wood in late autumn.

Zhang Yuan While out in the rural areas, but also in how that student FD sophomore year, how can I not know that the word hacker. He wanted to come in the existence of a mysterious hacker is a skilled and because the existence of freedom.

He likes the computer like the network, so the hacker is in his heart of worship. Mystery? Suddenly, he suddenly thought of Yang, who remember a time convenient middle of the night, I heard the crackling sound of keyboard tapping.

"Heaven brother?" Zhang Yuan raised his head, revealing the dark pupil of the eye in the slightest doubt.

"You boy, reading a book like this every day sooner or later become silly!"

Zhang Yuan woken up from a loss, and turned to talk of people who had a look at Lin Qiang, scratched his head to stay and asked: "Lin Brother, you are not busy that?" Lam, always guiding him some academic and technical aspects of programming, so he Comparison of respect for Lin Qiang heart.

"Haha!" Lam, one of those strong man, though length is not handsome, but giving a soldier resolute temperament. Zhang Yuan, He sat crouched next to the latter tapped on the shoulder.

"Small, remote, I heard that night That hacking war begin?"

Zhang far to know why he asked, but still nodded honestly, muffled, said: "I heard it!"

"Hey!" Lam, suddenly looking down and sighed, look between some of deserting our ideas, then lowered his voice some, whispered: "A far away, you do not know the middle of the night can be intense fight!

Everyone has the curiosity, Zhang Yuan, is no exception, he leans forward, but also slightly lowered the number of voice and asked: "Lin brother, how intense?" Finish, a brown face was slowly looking forward to the simple and honest situation.

"Dragon Software Forum and the news simply is not accurate, cutting edge group of 12 attacks, when a technical director 'heaven' in support, then owners 'dust' was rushed to the scene, but ... ..." Here paused , again to the lowest voice, whispered: "And also with HK Union chief 'Tiger'! when the time for fighting is fierce, continuing to faint dispersed before 8 o'clock."

"Finally what?" Zhang Yuan's strange to listen to, although he is not mixed with black hat circle, but also heard of the 'dust' and 'tiger', two of the name.

"Finally, I know hundreds of edge group variants of the virus, but!" Said Lin Qiang, which in turn sighed, hung his head, deserting our ideas said: "And I have in it!"

"Ah! -" Zhang Yuan screamed quickly covered my mouth!

Their voices may be small, but still be heard. Late autumn is not far in front of a wooden beating laptop, I heard voices behind him, eyebrows pick pick, turned and looked.

Hundreds of variants of the virus? Late autumn trees eyes looked with suspicion Lin Qiang, the heart's guess what.

Lin Qiang and touched her eyes when the eyes of ice, instant, Daileng motionless in place.

"Smack!" Wood late autumn closed notebook, pick up the pen in what was written. Suddenly, she quickly stood up. At this time, the voice of the classroom noisy chaotic moment to stop, all staring at the 'glamorous and talented woman'.

However, the classroom silence, quiet, absolute quiet. Even if a needle dropped, Lin Qiang, also have the confidence to listen to it. Then suddenly in late autumn wood to the forest to leave their seats're coming strong.

"Ah! -" Some students have stifled the surprise inside, shouting out loud.

Lin Qiang came before the wood is still indifferent to her face late autumn, reaching a note handed Lin Qiang, and then leave the classroom directly. Classroom, students are scared of this scene could not speak, Zhang Yuan Liezhaodazui, still in a daze of the forest shook strong, in the twinkling of an eye between the Miao Lemiao note.

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"Ah" Lam, woken from the shock, whizzed the note into his pocket. Resolute face overflow slightest smile. One minute later, the classroom came a screaming sound.

Away when the president is already at 12 noon, Yang did not retain the principal left, he still did not know how the old man knew that he would head.

"October 29 be sure to visit my office, on Nov. 1 went to Beijing to attend the contest." This is the principal to leave, said the last word.

Yang supine on the sofa, slowly close your eyes, one hand beating the forehead, whispers, "Today is October 25, and 4 days!" Said, more questions inside loss.

Mental arithmetic they will only Kazamaki, cloud hit the two most clearly, but they ... ..., severely shook his head thinking about negative answer.

"Could it be Dr. Bai Tou?" Yang sullen, slow sound of himself, a moment and then shook his head and murmured: "Dr. Bai Tou, Kazamaki, cloud hit!" Then, suddenly sat up a terminal body, startled voice: "Impartial instructor!"

Is the surface of cold soft-hearted in the Iron Mask instructors it? Yang recalled carefully until little memory began to gather together in my mind, slowly forming a screen.

In a small training ground, a youth dressed in clothing color meter sullen, cold voice shouted: "In the future, I am your instructor, the three of you can call me Iron Mask."

Off to one side stood a white-haired old man, he stepped forward, said: "You three are a child prodigy, everyone has an incredible mind, the future, I teach you 8 hours, while the Iron Mask 4 hours of training you ! "

Standing in front of three children, and they all looked puzzled instructors Iron Mask. Boy standing on the far left they seem a little scared and slowly back half a step.

The little boy standing in the middle, diagonally mouth, said: "Cloud attack, what are you afraid!" Then, there is a kind of touch to learn as adults patted the shoulder of cloud passage.

Cloud stole a glance at the passage head down the Iron Mask instructors, whispering, "around the nest, he was so terrible!"

"Do not worry! Cloud attack!" The boy standing on the other side look to make morally, patted his chest, said: "There I am, and around the nest in! Even if he is God, and we three brothers are also able to kill him!"

"Kazamaki, around the nest, clouds hit!" Impartial instructor shouted, said: "Today's mission is to continuously ran 4 hours, not allowed to stop!"

Bald stood by Dr. was concerned about the color of the face, said: "You grow up to perform special tasks, even standing on the peak of the hackers, there is no self-defense effort, sooner or later will be out of this world!"

"Ah -" Yang is reminiscent Speranskia came suddenly felt pain in the brain. Pain, tearing pain in the absolute, hands clutching his head Yang rolling on the sofa.

Torture, inhuman torture. Yang dark green and white face, now has no trace of redness of the skin become pale, his forehead large drops of perspiration appear instantly, mouth too fast twitch muscles.

"Smack!" Door is open.

"Heaven brother!" One startled cry, Zhang Yuan is still under the hands of the books, directly toward the couch roll is Yang.

"Heaven brother!!" Zhang Yuan Yang trembling hands holding the day, torn voice shouted, frantic face of earth brown, bloodshot eyes began to glow slightly.

"Hospital! To the hospital! Days, not something brother!" Zhang Yuan Yang to hurriedly pick up the desire in the out door.

Not just taken two steps out, a very ugly voice.

"Small, remote, put me down!" Sounds like a hell came as Shen Cang dry color.

"Heaven brother!" Zhang Yuan Yang stupidly found is talking, quickly took him back to the living room, gently on the sofa.

After five, Yang slowly opened his dim eyes, licked his dry lips, you want to speak, but helpless throat like something like a stuffed unusual uncomfortable.

He had no strength to say a word.

At this time, Zhang Yuan took a towel and wiped his face, sweat, Zhang Yuan, carefully wiped, the more friction the more Xinchan, he saw most of Yang's clothes have been wet by sweat invasion.

What kind of pain can help people suffering like this? How much a person can endure inhuman perseverance torture.

How in the end of the day brother! How could this be? Thinking, Zhang Yuan wipe away tears, said, "Heaven brother, you ... ..."

Yang gently shook his head, after a ten minutes before slowly exhales.

Choke choke the throat, try said: "small, remote, I'm fine!" Cang Shen voice is still as, but not earlier is so ugly.

"Heaven brother! ... ..." Zhang Yuan would also like to say anything, but was interrupted.

Yang patted his head, tearing a curse, "Damn, not the aftermath of the disaster left behind, right?" Then, just to use your head to feel the pain came.

"Shit!" Yang teeth, condemning completely squeezed out from the teeth.

"Small, remote, I just recall the past events of the past, no big problem, break it!" Then, on to his bedroom door.

Zhang Yuan, a hand wiping at his face, redness of the eyes had been stacked with tears, he saw a dim figure unsteadily walked to the bedroom.