That gigantic cockroach

Lin Yan stood upright in front of the main screen with his hands folded around his chest.

The words "Connecting" are reflected in his icy blue eyes.When the countdown was about to reach zero and the connection would be automatically cut off, the screen suddenly went black, and a dark web transaction dialog box appeared.

Dark web customer service: "Hello, what do you need?"

Lin Yan's eyes moved slightly. "Tell him I want to work with them."

Having just been deducted half a month's salary, the codeword robot Xuan, who wanted to cry without tears, obeyed the instructions and quickly tapped the keyboard to send a message.This news was transformed through his brain circuit, and it completely changed its appearance-cooperation, are you interested?

More than half a minute later, the customer service replied: "Want to cooperate with us? Tell me."

Lin Yan threw out the bait: "Use the information obtained from the dark web and my financial resources to jointly monopolize various energy projects in the empire."

Al's dark eyes stared at the reply from the buyer named Miki on the screen: "You provide the information, I will pay, and we will bring down other businesses, and we will be the boss."

His eyebrows were full of murderous intent, if he heard these words face to face, he would definitely wring that bug's head off on the spot.

Whoever dares to steal the business of his family's hero, he will let blood splatter three feet on his grave.

"Boss, do you need me to close the transaction entrance directly?" Oman was froze by the biting murderous aura and had a headache all over his body, and said weakly, "After all, it is more important to contact Alkins."

Al's face was sullen, and there was a bit of coldness in his voice. "Ask him exactly how to monopolize?"

He had to figure out things that might harm the hero.

Aman flinched. The last time his boss showed such an expression, a viscount who stole and sold imperial cultural relics went directly to the guillotine.

This buyer is walking on the verge of death.

He was so frightened that his fingers were a little awkward, but this didn't hinder his performance at all. He changed the boss's words to make it more in line with the style of the dark net: "Let's listen to how it goes."

The corner of Lin Yan's mouth raised a little when he got the reply. No matter whether the other party wanted to discuss cooperation sincerely, or just wanted to get his information, the other party was hooked.

As long as you have more contact, it is not difficult to obtain useful information and persuade the other party.

Lin Yan said: "Tell him we have to talk to the boss."

At this time, Jason walked up to Lin Yan with a solemn expression, and said in a low voice, "President, the Second Highness is here and wants to discuss with you about the interstellar exhibition."

Lin Yan kept his hands crossed over his chest, and there was no joy or anger in his expression, but from his tone of voice that was a few degrees colder, it could be heard that he was affected by the emotion. "Wait for me for 15 minutes."

"Yes."

As soon as Jason left the door of the technical room, the dark net replied. "Master, I am the boss."

Lin Yan said: "Ask him how much he knows about interstellar pirates?"

Xuan's fingers moved quickly on the keyboard, and finally he tapped with his little finger and pressed the send button. "If you want to cooperate, you must first solve the interstellar pirates. How much do you darknet know about the interstellar pirates? Share and share."

"Boss..." Oman was a little nervous. As soon as his boss said to contact Alkins, the other party came to ask about the interstellar pirates. Did he leak something?

Al didn't raise his brows, and said in his heart: "It seems like me, I have the idea of ​​interstellar pirates."

When I woke up this morning, the first thing Al opened his eyes was Lin Yan's sleeping face. What a peaceful and beautiful morning.When he thought that there were only 364 days left for such happiness, his chest felt tight.

After thinking about many ways to survive, Al found the only feasible and safe solution, which is to become the leader of the interstellar pirates. With his strength, it is only a matter of time before he can accomplish this.

Since they are "friends" with a common goal, it is not impossible to take advantage of them, but first find out the details.

Al said: "Let him identify himself."

Oman clicked and typed. "If you want information, yes, show your identity."

Going around and going back to revealing the identity, Lin Yan pondered for a moment and said: "Since it is cooperation, it naturally needs equality."

This time, the dark web responded very quickly. "Since you don't even have the guts to show your identity, don't touch the meat of interstellar pirates. If you can't swallow it, be careful to choke to death."

Xuan looked at the words on the screen, but didn't dare to look at Lin Yan, and just shrank back into the chair in fright. This was one of the few times he had the idea that he disliked himself for being too big.

On the surface, the other party's answer seems to have broken the conversation, but it did not cut the net, which means that they are not completely uninterested in "cooperating" with the other party.

Lin Yan thought for a moment. What he just said revealed two key pieces of information, one is monopoly business, and the other is interstellar pirates. The fact that the conversation can continue shows that the other party is interested in monopoly business. Interstellar pirates are likened to meat, which clearly reveals that the dark web is also interested in interstellar pirates.

Perhaps the purpose is different, but perhaps the dark web can become a good "partner", each taking what they need.

Lin Yan said: "If the dark web is unwilling to cooperate, we can overcome the difficulties by ourselves and monopolize energy imports."

Xuan glanced secretly at Lin Yan's face, and he was relieved to see that brother Yan still had his usual dull face.

He came alive again, typing words on the screen in a fluttering motion. "Let's see if we can eat or not. Don't cry when the empire's energy projects are all in my hands. Goodbye."

Al didn't expect the buyer to hang him in the opposite direction, saying goodbye but froze, obviously waiting for him to change his mind.

Oman tapped the keyboard with his fingers, thinking in his heart how he would mock the buyer.

Commercial activities are not a project of the dark net, and his boss is not very interested in it. As for money, as long as he sells information, the dark net can earn half an asteroid a year.

He wanted to hang us, but there was no way.

Al said: "Tell him, we can talk again."

"Good."

Oman just typed the four words "walk slowly and don't see you off", when his mind suddenly realized what he had just heard, he turned to look at Al. "Boss, what are you talking about?"

"Let's talk." Al repeated.

Oman:"……"

He didn't have auditory hallucinations, could it be that his boss was pierced by a soul?

He froze for a moment before typing on the keyboard again, the speed was more than twice as slow.

The old woman sat on the sofa and sighed softly, the scene three months ago is still vivid in her memory.

The news from various secret posts has fully demonstrated that the Imperial Marshal pointed the finger at Al, but at that time, Al, who was devoted to the Empire, did not believe the information. He believed in the high-ranking Imperial Marshal and believed that he could see him His illustrious military exploits and iron courage and loyalty.

It wasn't until the Dongchuang incident that Al woke up like a dream, which directly led to his passive resistance.

At that time, Al was sitting opposite the old Yafe, his eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and he whispered: "Old man, everything is over, I think it is over."

The old Yafe is very grateful to the male who brought hope to Al, but at the same time, she has to worry about why the male saves Al, and what is his purpose?

What will happen to Al if he is betrayed again in the future?

He watched Al climb up from the depths of the mud all the way, and he really didn't want to see the little boy fall back.

"Little boy," he said, "I'm going to try that male."

Al turned his head abruptly, the muscles all over his body tensed, and his eyes were as cold as ice blades. "Old man, even if you are against the hero, I will not show mercy."

"You don't have to worry so much, I just want to get to know him." The old Yani said, "I can count as your half henfather, let Lala and I live with you."

Al wanted to refuse, but then he thought, instead of letting the old man touch the hero out of his sight, it is better to put him under his nose. "Okay, I'll go back and ask the hero."

The old woman nodded silently.

Lala sat obediently on the sofa, feeling happy that he was going to live with the boss and the hero of the boss.Great.

"Boss, the buyer said that they have something to go offline, and we will make an appointment to chat." Aman said.

Al was noncommittal, and the buyer only revealed to him the information he wanted to disclose, and he pinched his weakness very precisely. This "partner" hidden behind the fog was clever.

However, as long as the intelligence initiative is still in his hands, the outcome of the contest is still unknown.

See you next time, he will make trouble for the buyer and let the buyer know that he is not a vegetarian.

Lin Yan, who didn't know that he was about to be troubled, won a staged victory. Although he didn't get any information about the disaster or the interstellar pirates, the fish took the bait, almost half of the success.

The lord of the dark web that no worm knows his true face, he wants to take off his mysterious veil to see what kind of worm he is.

Then there was a knock on the door. "President, Vice President Jason invites you to go over."

"Tell him I'll be right there."

Lin Yan straightened his clothes, raised his feet, turned and walked towards the door, paused when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, retracted it again, opened his brain, and sent a message to Al.

"I'm going to discuss the interstellar trade show tonight, so I can't go home for dinner. Your dinner: animal leg meat, mixed meat, green vegetables, and special milkshake."

With a "ding", it was almost a second. "My lord, when will you be back tonight?"

"Don't wait for me, you go to bed first."

Still seconds back. "I want to wait for the hero."

"what ever."

"Thank you, Lord."

There was a smile in Lin Yan's eyes that he didn't even notice, he stretched out his hand to open the door, thinking, he has to go home early tonight.

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Chamber of Commerce meeting room.

Beral leaned on the first armchair with disinterest, not looking at Jason, and glanced at the door from time to time. After reading the high evaluation of Lin Yan's actions in the trial hall by netizens on the Internet, his desire to possess Lin Yan became even stronger. strong.

The stars are already shining in the entire interstellar space, and he is definitely the one who is most qualified to pluck this star.

"This hall needs to have a detailed discussion with President Lin Yan face to face." He emphasized again, with his chin raised slightly, looking down at Jason proudly.

There was a smile on the corner of Jason's mouth, still in a gentle and invulnerable posture. "Naturally, His Highness came here on purpose. Of course, I am going to invite the president, but this interstellar trade show is planned by me, so I can explain it more comprehensively to His Highness."

The corner of Beral's mouth twitched. This soft and stubborn cotton worm is really hateful, but he is not easy to get angry in Lin Yan's territory, so he can only continue to suppress his temper and listen.

At this time, the door of the meeting room was opened with a creak, and Lin Yan appeared outside the door, his whole body, from dress to hair to expression, was impeccable.

With a commercial smirk on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Your Highness, I am very sorry for being late in dealing with some matters."

Belal suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said in an easy-going tone: "President Lin Yan is too polite, it is impolite for this hall to come to visit suddenly."

Lin Yan sat next to Jason with a relaxed posture, leaning on the table with his fingers crossed.

Belal's appearance had already been expected by him, and he wondered what kind of tricks this pampered female was going to play this time.