Military Technology

"Military Technology ()"

Tap, tap, with the sound of high-heeled shoes, Lin Wei came in angrily carrying her bag.

Looking at Wu Hao who was sitting in the living room, he couldn't help throwing the bag over and said annoyedly: "What's going on, I was having an event, and I was sent home by a group of people, what happened. "

Wu Hao waved his hands with a smile, and the security personnel behind Lin Wei understood, and then backed out.

Seeing his smile, Lin Wei angrily walked over and sat down.

Seeing this, Wu Hao smiled and comforted: "Okay, they are also thinking about your safety. You can stay at home and rest for the past two days. The company's vice president is temporarily in charge. If it doesn't work, you can work remotely. .”

"What's the matter, the situation is very serious." Lin Wei turned to Wu Hao and asked. Wu Hao told her before that he asked her to pay attention to safety in the past few days and strengthened her security forces.

But today a group of people suddenly took her out of the event and protected her to go home. While she was annoyed, she couldn't help but worry too.

Wu Hao shook his head: "It's not serious, it's just for our safety, so we have to pay attention these few days to prevent the enemy from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

Hearing what Wu Hao said, Lin Wei also nodded and calmed down: "I'll call my parents when I get back, and ask them to pay attention these few days."

Okay, Wu Hao nodded and smiled. Generally speaking, even if the enemy jumps over the wall in a hurry, Lin Wei's parents will not be implicated. It is necessary to pay attention to it even if they are notified.

Of course, there are also Wu Hao's family members. He also made arrangements and preparations to make sure nothing goes wrong.

...

A small noodle shop on the corner of Anxi Street, with three or four tables, a few scattered diners, and a busy shop owner.

This is the most common fly restaurant in the streets and alleys of Anxi, and only the bottom-level migrant workers and some old diners from the vicinity who come here for a taste will visit.

"Boss, here is a bowl of dry mix."

A middle-aged man with an unshaven beard walked in, took out a bowl from the disinfection cabinet very skillfully, and poured himself a bowl of noodle soup.

The store owner took a look at this person, and then started to get busy.

As for this unshaven middle-aged man, he found a table and sat down, then took out a pack of tissues from his bag, and wiped the table very carefully. Then lined the table with Zhangxin paper towels, and started to peel the garlic.

Among the pasta in the north, garlic is an essential weapon below. The so-called eating noodles without garlic will reduce the taste by half. Basically, every local who likes to eat noodles will peel some half of the garlic for himself.

"Your noodles are ready, use them slowly." The shop owner put the noodles in front of the bearded middle-aged man.

"Okay, thank you." The man put the chopsticks on the bowl aside, then picked up vinegar and poured some vinegar on the surface, then took out a cutlery box from his bag, took out a pair of stainless steel chopsticks, and ate stand up.

The boss took a look at the strange man and said nothing.

As a burst of music played, the unshaven middle-aged man took out a somewhat worn-out fruit phone from his bag and answered it.

"Hey!"

On the phone, a woman's voice came immediately: "I'm Qingniao, the target has taken his girlfriend home and strengthened the security forces."

When the unshaven middle-aged man heard the words, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Good job, keep up the good work, and wait for my news."

Immediately, the unshaven middle-aged man hung up the phone, and started to eat noodles sullenly.

After eating the noodles in two or three strokes, the unshaven middle-aged man wiped his chopsticks with a wet paper towel and put them in his bag, then wiped the edge of the bowl with a paper towel, then got up and took out the money and handed it to the boss.

"Hey, scan the QR code, I don't have any change here." The shop owner frowned as he looked at the brand new 50 that the bearded middle-aged man handed over.

"I don't have any money in my phone." The unshaven middle-aged man said with an apologetic expression.

The store owner looked at the unshaven middle-aged man, took the money, and began to take out the money box to get change.

"Everyone pays by mobile phone now, and not many people use change. Here, this is your money."

Seeing the crumpled money handed over by the store owner, the unshaven middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but he still took it, put it in his bag, and strode out.

When he came to a place where no one was around, he looked around, then took out the old fruit phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Hound, it's me, let everyone get ready and wait for my news."

"Yes, I'll let everyone prepare right away." A very strong man put down his mobile phone, and then said to the seven or eight people in the room: "The vulture is calling, let's get ready and wait for his news."

"So, is it time to act?" A young man next to him, playing with a butterfly knife, asked.

"It's time to act. I've been stuck in the house for the past few days, and I'm almost suffocating." Some fat middle-aged men on the other side complained.

"That's right, I'm not even allowed to have fun, I'm so anxious."

...

A group of people in the room began to complain and vent.

"Quiet!" The hound frowned and reprimanded these people, "Who doesn't wait to see the vulture and tell him."

Hearing what the hound said, all the people who were still complaining fell silent, and several of them showed a look of fear. It seemed that the vulture must be a terrifying existence in their hearts.

On the other hand, the young man who was carrying a computer to surf the Internet, tidied up his clothes and looked a bit sly, said at this time: "The rumors of Anxi are a little tight these days, and it may be dangerous to act at this time."

"It's not dangerous to be in our line of work." The young man playing the butterfly knife said with some disdain.

The hunting dog frowned when he heard the words, then looked at the young man with a demonic look and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, intuition!

And it can be seen that the Haoyu Technology Company and Wu Hao have already found out that something is wrong and have taken precautions. It would be unwise to do it at this time. " said the young man with a demonic look.

The hunting dog nodded and did not speak, but lit a cigarette and sat down, looked at the people in the room and said: "You all know what kind of person Vulture is, and anyone who violates his wishes will end badly.

We have received orders to obey his orders, and this cannot be violated. "

"Damn it, finish him first if you can't. I don't believe it, so many of us can't kill him." The strong man who was playing with a pistol hung up and loaded it, and said angrily.

"What are you doing, calm down!" Seeing this, the hunting dog couldn't help scolding: "Is the vulture so easy to deal with, so many people have not done anything to him for more than ten years.

And it is easy to deal with him, but after dealing with it, what should we do, what should our family do. "