As they went around in the crowd, Pi Le became more and more prestigious. He was still a professional career. As the smartest person in hell, he couldn't understand what they were saying. In the end, the two of them returned to the bar and asked for two glasses of wine to drink. They decided to wait until the evening meeting began to see the audience's reaction.

After a while, the man and woman also came back and shook their heads apologetically. Bi Lie didn't care. He couldn't do anything he could do, so there was no need to take his anger on his subordinates. Seeing that the time was almost over, he brought the three of them to the exhibition venue in advance and found an inconspicuous place to sit down, waiting for the prey to appear.

The bell of the exhibition conference rang, and a young man wearing glasses came on stage to give a brief introduction and announced the beginning of the conference. He was one of the initiators of the conference and a long-standing hacker.

As the conference deepened, hacker organizations or individuals continued to come to the stage to demonstrate various hacker programs and the harm they could bring. Unlike the excited attitudes of others attending the conference, Pile and others heard it all over. In the eyes of these hackers, no secrets can be said for anyone who comes into contact with modern society. What's more, thanks to the power of modern networks and information, they can even remotely control your car, your house, and even pacemakers in your heart.

Mark, who has always been known for his strength, left a cold sweat on his forehead and muttered: "Damn it, fortunately, hell is not connected to the Internet, and what these people do is not much different from our demons."

The Demon King Pile smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly. He also felt deeply that although these hackers had no malicious intentions, most of them were just curious or liked to play pranks, the consequences they caused could not be underestimated at all.

The hacker conference is a completely open party, so no one knows what shocking things the next person on stage will say, but this is also something hackers like. Rules are always sneering at them.

Soon, when the two on the stage finished displaying a hacker tool that was disguised as an Apple charger, a thin man wearing a hat and a collar stood up onto the podium. It can be seen from the part of his exposed face that he was not old. Such outfit immediately attracted everyone's attention. Judging from everyone's past experience, anyone who dressed like this probably conquered certain government systems, because the hacker conference was always inseparable from the secret spies of the national security agencies, but these hackers couldn't help but bury their great achievements in their hearts. Therefore, the appearance of such a person often means that a major event is about to happen.

"Ahem." The young man wearing a hat tried the audition. The hackers below were even more excited. The kid actually used a voice changer. Be good, what did he do?

"Hello everyone, I'm very happy to be here at this hacker event to share some works with you. Well, I believe everyone here still remembers the Prism Gate incident a few years ago. The US government always criticized us for endangering public safety, but in fact they are the biggest criminals themselves."

With his words, the crowd was excited and countless hackers were applauding him, but a few people in suits quietly approached the rostrum. It must be that the government agents had already set their sights on him.

The young people keenly discovered them, and their mouths, exposed outside their collars, were slightly raised upwards, "Okay, I won't say much nonsense. Now I'll reveal what I've done. Just a month ago, I just broke through major databases of the US government, including FBI, CIA and the most important, the initiator of the prism: NSA, remember my name, the storm of justice!"

After saying that, the young man turned around and ran to the backstage. Four men in suits chased each other wildly, and no idea when the young man's name and logo were left on the screen behind the rostrum: a whirlwind pattern composed of digital.

There was a little mess in the venue, and government agents caught people in front of them. This was unbearable for these hackers. Some strong hackers had already planned to chase after them to help the pride among them. More people were indeed a little panicked, afraid that there would be agents around them. After all, there were not many people in the room doing anything that was not illegal. In this panic scene, no one noticed that all four people on the table of Pile had disappeared.

The young man who claimed to be a storm of justice followed the roadmap he had seen in the hotel system before and threw away the agents chasing him, then walked through the hotel kitchen as he planned to walk downstairs from behind the garbage disposal. Unfortunately, he did not notice the agents behind pressing the little thing in their ears, looking around and saying, "Discover the target and block all exits." He originally thought that no one dared to bring wireless communication equipment at the hacking conference, but unfortunately he underestimated the government's energy and the harm caused by himself.

After going down the floor, he saw that there was no one around, so he threw away his hat, turned over his jacket, took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on his face. He took a photo at the metal handrail, feeling that it was foolproof, so he walked down easily.

Before he could walk down the lower floor, he keenly heard someone coming up from the stairs, and whenever he arrived at the entrance of the stairs, he would open the door and look at it. He complained in his heart, it was broken, this was a big deal. Judging from the posture, these people came completely for him. Even if they were disguised, it would not be safe, and there was nothing he could do.

He gritted his teeth and had to go to the roof with all his might. The agents who chased out of the venue found his trail and followed him to the stairs. He happened to meet his colleagues who came up from downstairs.

"Didn't you find a suspicious person along the way?"

"No one found it."

Seeing the agent who looked like the leader frowned, he looked up and chose to believe in his own people, "Go, go up."

In this way, one escaped and chased, and soon two groups of people arrived at the top floor. The young man ran to the side of the building and looked down. The height of dozens of meters made him a little dizzy. He was only in his 20s and had not planned to end his life so early.

"Child, you seem to be in some trouble?" An old voice rang behind him. He looked back and Bi Lie looked at him kindly.

"Who are you? Is the agent rehiring now too?"

"No, no, no, I am not in the same group of people who caught you. I am here to help you."

"Is that so? How to help?" Young people are not stupid, but not all good people are helping with timely help.

With a clang, the door on the roof was kicked open, and six agents came out and pointed the pistol at them, "Put your hands behind your heads and don't move!"
Chapter completed!