Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

"You're the one with the problem." Ling Lie was disgusted with the smell of alcohol. "I'm on a mission here and I just happened to meet you."

Zhou Zishan slapped his hand away, "Then go on your mission and leave me alone."

"Do you think I want to take care of it? My superior asked me to take you with me. You're drunk like this. You can't go anywhere." Ling Lie grabbed his neck and shook him, trying to wake him up. "Wake up." , don’t hold back for a while.”

Zhou Zishan took a breath and thought it was ridiculous: "Why is the mission issued at this time, and I haven't passed the assessment yet. Do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

Ling Lie curled his lips: "Look at your phone yourself."

Zhou Zishan took out his cell phone from his pocket and discovered that Li Hongyin had sent him about a dozen messages and made countless phone calls.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by. Zhou Zishan shuddered and was half awake.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Zhou Zishan had regained his senses, Ling Lie turned around and took action.

"Why are you calling me now?" Zhou Zishan looked at Ling Lie's back, puzzled, "Didn't the results come out?"

"The task is urgent and we are short of manpower. Let's get someone to grade your report first. Hurry up." Ling Lie turned his head to the side with a bit of displeasure in his eyes. "Don't delay things."

After saying that, he threw a tube of injection from his pocket and threw it towards Zhou Zishan.

"What is this?" Zhou Zishan took the injection and found that it was a tube of purple liquid with some black and red particles flowing in the liquid.

"Sedative. Specially made. Doesn't it react to my pheromones?" Ling Lie tilted his head and looked at him, "Can you do it? If not, I'll tell Li Hongyin that you can't do it."

Facing the piercing gaze, Zhou Zishan gritted his teeth and inserted the tube into the artery in his hand.

The moment the medicine entered his body, Zhou Zishan not only woke up, he even found that the blood in his body that had been sleeping all night also woke up.

Suddenly he felt as light as a swallow.

My waist is no longer sore and my legs are no longer numb, as if a stroke patient can stand up and take two steps.

Zhou Zishan quickly followed Ling Lie.

Ling Lie stretched out his hand to him.

Zhou Zishan: "?"

"Needle."

"Oh."

Putting the needle into Ling Lie's palm and following Ling Lie, Zhou Zishan was still a little uncomfortable.

"Pah." The needle turned into powder as it was pinched in the cold void.

"You are so strong, what do you want me to do?" Zhou Zishan asked doubtfully as he followed Ling Lie walking down the street.

Ling Lie glanced at him and said, "My superiors asked me to bring in new people."

Who is it that takes care of new recruits as soon as the exams are over, in such a hurry?

Knowing that Zhou Zishan still had doubts, Ling Lie didn't bother to explain, "If you want to join the team instead of just being a peripheral researcher, just follow him honestly."

Zhou Zishan stopped talking.

Ling Lie turned around and brought him to a dark alley.

Then he skillfully crawled into a dark stairwell.

Looking at the dilapidated environment around him, Zhou Zishan couldn't help but swallow.

"You can go back now if you're scared."

Ling Lie stood on the stairs, looking at Zhou Zishan with a smile under the dim light.

Zhou Zishan looked away, "Who is afraid?"

Ling Lie went upstairs with his lips raised.

Zhou Zishan trotted behind him.

"click..."

In the corridor on the 5th floor, there was suddenly a strange sound, and Ling Lie pulled Zhou Zishan against the wall.

Zhou Zishan had no time to react and hit the wall painfully, but he knew that he couldn't mess around at this time, so a painful hum was suppressed in his throat.

Ling's arms were across his shoulders, pressing him firmly against the wall.

Then, he turned back to Zhou Zishan and gestured with his lips: "Just stay here and stay out of the way."

After saying that, his figure flashed and the figure disappeared in place.

Zhou Zishan was helpless and had no choice but to go to the corner of the stairs and turn his head slightly to see what was going on.

"Clap!"

There was a crisp sound of shattering windows on the fifth floor.

On the abandoned floor, a figure was kicked into the corridor.

The Ling Lie figure followed closely behind, punching the man unconscious, handcuffing him with his backhand, lifting him up like a chicken, and dragging him on the ground towards the stairwell.

Is this... the end? Zhou Zishan felt that his existence was not necessary at all.

"Are you stupid?" Ling Lie looked at him coldly and dragged the unconscious man downstairs, "Let's go back."

"Why did you call me here?"

"Look."

"..."

Zhou Zishan felt insulted: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"You are too weak, I don't need you." Ling Lie had already gone down to the next level, "You want to stay here for the night?"

Zhou Zishan was furious and aggrieved: "Ling Lie, let me ask you again, is there something wrong with your brain? Why did you ask me to come?"

"As I said, I didn't ask you to come here. It's an order from my superiors. If it wasn't to take you, I wouldn't have to do this rubbish mission at all." Ling Lie walked down indifferently.

You're really looking down on people, aren't you? Zhou Zishan was so angry that he wanted to vomit.

He went downstairs without saying a word, feeling that he had just come for a walk tonight.

Even if they took a walk, it was not a pleasant walk at all. Instead, he was ridiculing her to the point where her heart was clogged.

Zhou Zishan bit his lower lip to hold in his breath and followed him angrily and dissatisfied.

Ling Lie glanced at his little movements and turned his head to the side, "You are really like him. If you have this kind of talent, what are you doing here if you don't want to be an actor?"

"It's none of your business." Zhou Zishan was annoyed.

How can you bring up newcomers like this? He still doesn't even know what the mission is, and the mission is over.

At this time, the man in Ling Lie's hand made a muffled sound of pain and was about to wake up.

"Snapped."

Ling Lie punched him on the head again.

The man dropped his head and passed out again.

After walking out of the door, Zhou Zishan saw the man's face, and his sharp eyes discovered that he was a serial murderer who had been hiding in the market for a long time.

He had killed nearly 8 people, and when he was about to kill the ninth, he was bumped into by a pair of celebrity adventure bloggers. As a result, his face was exposed in the news.

The man then fled in panic to a residential area and was never seen again.

"What should we do next?" Zhou Zishan asked patiently.

"Take him back." Ling Lie dragged him out of the alley, "Let's go."

After saying that, his figure flashed, and both the man and the prey disappeared.

Zhou Zishan stood there and couldn't help it anymore: "Fuck!"

He looked down at the time.

It's almost 12 o'clock.

The glove that Xiaotu wants should be in an underground boxing ring nearby. It is said that the glove is a trophy and you must win the boxing championship to get it.

When I was drunk just now, my mind was not clear, so I wanted to go to a sports goods store to buy it, but naturally I couldn't buy it at all.

Now, Zhou Zishan was so angry that he simply took this opportunity to help Xiaotu get the gloves.

He felt that he was more angry today than he had been in more than 20 years.

Really annoyed.

Soon.

He walked into the basement of the bar under the contemptuous gaze of a group of tough men.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to go under the skin of "Zhou Yun". After all, even though that face was ordinary, the possibility of being recognized was still very high after it was exposed on the Internet.

Therefore, he just used [mimicry] to create the appearance of an ordinary muscular man in the bathroom.

"Newcomer? There are no traces of training? Is that okay?" The strong men laughed, and some whistled frivolously.

At this time, a long-haired man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in front of Zhou Zishan.

The man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was extremely delicate. His facial features were perfectly proportioned like someone's model, and he had a standard smile on his face.

There is a name tag hanging on his chest: No. 8.

"This guest is very nice. Is he here to make money? Or is he here to have fun?"