Cyber Daming

The headquarters of the Moxu Central Branch is located east of Shanhefang in Jinling City.

If viewed from a high altitude, the entire courtyard is like a laid-out splash-ink landscape. The buildings with different functions in black, white and gray are like delicate tenons, interconnected and orderly, like a city within a city.

Since the beginning of July, there has been a lively scene here, with continuous motorcades coming from all directions.

A pair of mechanical eyes filled with anxiety and numbness were hidden behind the car windows, staring through the glass at the steel city shrouded in heavy rain.

All the Mojia Minggui distributed throughout the southern Zhili territory were recalled. No matter how high-sounding the order was, it could not stop an uneasy feeling from spreading among the Minggui.

"It's time to change defenses. Aohu, please go down and wait for orders."

Beside the south gate of the central courtyard, a burly man greeted Ao Hu and left without waiting for Ao Hu's reply.

The other people who were stationed together, Mo Xujian, spoke to the captain. After handing over the task of verifying their identity to the personnel who came to change the defense, they dispersed in a hurry.

Aohu, who was standing beside the gate with a gun in hand, waited until the man's figure disappeared from sight, then the dim red light in his eyes lit up slightly.

No one would have thought that Mo Xu, the leader just now, was actually the contract owner of Ao Hu. However, apart from completing tasks, they had no other interactions with each other. They were almost like strangers.

This kind of situation would probably not happen anywhere other than the Intermediate Court.

Because for Mo Xu from other branches, Mo Jia is not only the best assistant in combat and research and development, but also a sibling whose lives are connected to each other. The relationship between them is not only comparable to blood relatives, but at least it is far beyond ordinary confidants.

But in the middle courtyard, Ming Gui was nothing more than a talking and moving tool to Mo Xu.

Aohu shook his shoulders, spilled the rainwater accumulated in the gaps in his armor, and walked toward the inside along the edge of the gate.

His identity in the Central Court is a member of the Mobile Guard directly under the Presbyterian Church, and his main task is to protect the safety of the Presbyterian Church and the entire Central Court headquarters.

According to the rules of the Mobile Guard, after the defense change, Ao Hu should immediately return to the Guard's computer room and wait quietly for the next defense change time.

But this time, Aohu did not follow the rules. Instead, he followed the traffic and walked into a gray-roofed building shaped like a factory.

This is a temporary garrison point. All Mojia who return to the central courtyard from the outside world must rest and recuperate in this garrison point. Only after handing in all weapons can they be allowed to return to their own activity area.

At that time, in the station, Mojia gathered together in twos and threes, chatting in low voices.

Aohu's sudden appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Brother Tiger is here."

"Hello Brother Tiger."

There were obviously happy greetings one after another. From this alone, it can be seen that Ao Hu is quite popular among this group of Mo Jia.

"Brother Tiger!"

A slender ink-armored man quickly rushed in front of Aohu, raised his head and shouted excitedly, his voice exuding the childishness of a young man.

"Xiao Si?"

Ao Hu reached out and patted the other party's shoulder and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for two years, right? Why do you still look so weak? Are you still at the ninth level?"

"I guess Qingsi is probably used to living a good life in Taiping Mansion, so he doesn't have the energy to get promoted."

"Yes, I heard that Qingsi's owner is an old woman. Maybe she raised Qingsi as her son!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's really a blessing."

The laughter and joking came like a tide. Qingsi, who was surrounded in the middle, looked around, put his hands on his hips, raised his helmet and shouted: "You are all just looking down on others. I was promoted last year." He's already at level eight, but he just hasn't had time to update his armor. When I go back to Fei Gongyuan, I will definitely be no shorter than you when I come out!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"Why are you laughing? What I told you is the truth!"

Aohu put his arm around Qingsi's shoulders and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to be promoted. Come to me after you check back. Brother Hu will give you a knife as a gift."

"Thank you, Brother Hu. But let's make a deal first, I don't want ordinary goods." Qing Si's mechanical eyes lit up.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

After Aohu said this, he glanced at everyone one by one and said softly: "Is everyone okay?"

"If being alive can be considered a good thing, then everything should be fine."

After a moment of silence, a Mo Jia whose arms were painted with beast claw marks said with a wry smile: "Brother Tiger, how are you?"

"I have always stayed in the middle courtyard, and my life is more comfortable than those of you who live outside."

Aohu laughed, but everyone fell into silence.

Even Qing Si, the most out-tempered one, wisely kept her mouth shut.

In fact, everyone knows that for Mo Jia like them in the Central Court, it is far better to be stationed outside than to stay at the headquarters.

This has nothing to do with treatment, just because if you stay in the headquarters, you will feel the strong oppression and suffocation all the time. You don't know when you will be taken away by the love, or you will appear inexplicably on the operating table of the non-public hospital.

"Brother Hu, do you know what the higher-ups mean by calling us back this time?"

Claw Mark Mo Jia could no longer hold back the anxiety in his heart, and asked in a low voice the doubts that had been lingering in his mind.

Ao Hu did not answer, but looked up at the top of his head and sighed inexplicably: "It's great that we can meet again. We haven't been back for such a long time. Do you think there have been changes in the Central Courtyard?"

The words that seemed to indicate something made the surrounding pairs of eyes of different colors flash.

"There should be, right?" Claw Mark Mo Jia tentatively answered.

"Is there?" Aohu shook his head, "I don't think so. Everything is the same as before."

"Stay the same as you always have. I'm famous for being nostalgic. If the Central Courtyard changes one day, I might not be able to adapt to it."

Mo Jia, who understood Ao Hu's meaning, deliberately joked: "I just don't know if we will have the opportunity like today at this time next year to come back to the Central Courtyard from various places to get together."

"How can this kind of opportunity come about every year? What good thing are you thinking about?"

Ao Hu's words sounded like he was teasing, but his tone was so cold and hard that it chilled people's hearts.

A series of frightened and uneasy eyes were cast on him, and Aohu suddenly felt like a light on his back, and his heart was extremely heavy.

These people had a close relationship with him, and many of them had even killed enemies together, but now he couldn't even explain what danger they were about to face. This feeling made Aohu clenched his fists subconsciously.

"Brother Tiger, what are you talking about? What are you doing?"

Qingsi suddenly spoke and asked blankly.

"It's nothing, everyone is just reminiscing about old times." Aohu raised his hand and rubbed his head, making a sizzling sound.

"Brother Hu, do you still want to continue working in the middle courtyard? Why don't you go out like us?"

The claw-marked ink armor came close to Aohu, his gaze like a torch.

"Yes, if we follow you, we will be more at ease." Someone echoed.

Ao Hu sighed: "I want to do it too, but I have no chance."

After the words fell, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and each robot hand kept clenching and unclenching, and no one spoke again.

Time passed slowly, and an unbearable anxiety was growing and spreading.

Just when Ao Hu was about to say something to appease everyone, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the surrounding Mo Jia group.

"Aohu!"

Everyone looked back after hearing the sound, but no one moved away. The ink armor stood side by side, like a wall of copper and iron.

"Are you blind ghosts so blind that you dare to even block the path of Jian Ai's house?"

The man in black robe who was blocked from the crowd had a gloomy look in his eyes. As he turned his head slightly, the four ink armors following behind him raised their firearms at the same time.

"A bunch of bastards who only have the guts to attack their own people."

A man standing outside, with a green face and fangs embedded in the helmet, cursed secretly, stepped forward with his chest raised, and reached out to hold a gun barrel between his eyebrows.

"Come on, if you are brave enough, shoot today, I"

boom!

Violent gunfire echoed continuously in the vast factory building. The fangs and green face fell to the ground with a clang, and a twisted warhead sank into the center of the door.

"This is just a small warning. If you continue to obstruct the investigation of the Kenai Institute, all the next bullets will pierce your core."

The black-robed man glanced at the group of ink armors with contempt, and shouted loudly: "Aohu, we suspect that you are related to the murder at Dilong Station on the Qinhuai River, and now we want to take you back to investigate. Are you leaving or not?"

"It seems that I have no chance to give you a gift. Qingsi, Brother Hu, can you please do something?"

In the crowd, Aohu calmly put something the size of a fist into Qingsi's hand, "Keep this thing safe for me."

"Brother Hu, why does Jianai Institute want you?"

"Don't worry, nothing's wrong."

Ao Hu glanced at Claw Mark Mo Jia, who understood and pulled Qing Si behind him.

"Brothers, make way for me."

The silent Mo Jia dispersed to the left and right, and Ao Hu strode out and stood in front of the black-robed man, looking down at him.

"Let's go, stop inking."

The man in black robe snorted coldly, raised his hand and made a slight move, and immediately grabbed two ink armors from behind, each holding a shackle surrounded by electric light.

The blue electric arc stained the bronze armor, and the violent fist shadow directly blew away an ink armor holding a shackle.

Aohu grabbed the other person's head with his backhand and pressed down suddenly. At the same time, his jumping knee hit the other person's helmet hard.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Mo Jia, who was in love with both of them, collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

"Aohu, you want to rebel?"

The man in black robe was furious and suddenly took a few steps back.

"An investigation is not a conviction. If I have to be put in shackles, you can't take me away today."

"What you are doing now is provoking Jian Ai, do you know the consequences of this?"

"as a result of?"

Aohu sneered, reached out to pick up the shackles on the ground, and raised his eyes to stare at the man: "Let me ask you, do you want to put on the shackles?"

"This is the rule!"

"Go, or not?" Aohu said every word.

The man's arrogance was extinguished, he swallowed and said, "No, no need."

"That's fine."

Ao Hu smiled with satisfaction, threw away the shackles, turned his head to look behind him, raised his right hand to the end of his eyebrows with fingers together, and threw it forward fiercely.

"See you later, brothers."

"Just now, Jianaisuo took Aohu away."

In a secret room somewhere in the middle courtyard, Peng Ze and Mo Guhuang sat opposite each other.

"This Aohu is a fourth-grade ink armor. He has always been responsible for protecting your safety, Lao Peng. Although he has done nothing, he has no fault. Even if he has the tendency to rebel, there are many Minggui who want to rebel in the middle courtyard. , Liu Xianzhou chose to attack him, the reason behind this is worth pondering. "

Different from the timid and incompetent look at the presbytery meeting not long ago, Mo Guhuang was smiling at this moment, with a calm and calm temperament, completely different from before.

"He just wanted to show off to me."

Peng Ze smiled coldly: "But it's worth exchanging a tiger for his own destruction. There is an old saying that if God wants to make him die, he must first make him crazy."

"He is not only crazy, but also greedy."

Mo Guhuang shook his head: "The dignified deputy dean of the Intermediate Court actually colluded with outsiders for his own selfish desires, and jointly defrauded so much money from his own people. He never thought about what kind of misery he would face if the matter was exposed. "

"Now that Liu Xianzhou is in great power, how could he have thought that he would lose?"

"Lao Peng, you are right."

Mo Guhuang nodded and smiled: "After all, in his eyes, we are just a group of courageous gangsters who are greedy for life and afraid of death, even worse than Meng Xi who seeks his own death."

When the name 'Meng Xi' was mentioned, Mo Guhuang seemed to still be angry, and a frightening look of ferocity suddenly appeared on his face.

"Meng Xi is a scoundrel who tries to steal things from others. I supported him to take the position of deputy dean, but he actually dares to go behind my back to please the chief minister. He overestimates his own abilities and will die without a burial place. Now he still has to do it. As a result, I have to beg Liu Xianzhou for mercy. When I think of this, I really want to pull out his consciousness and whip him day and night!"

Peng Ze looked at the furious Mo Guhuang, frowned, and changed the subject: "Dean, what should we do next?"

"Of course, let's continue watching the show."

Mo Guhuang slowly calmed down the anger in his heart and sneered: "Didn't Liu Xianzhou want to catch the traitor? Let him let go of the traitor. This court wants to see if he can catch all these ghosts!"

"But what if he does?" Peng Ze hesitated to speak.

"Without any eventuality, he is destined to fail."

Mo Guhuang said categorically: "Moreover, he will be punished on the spot by this court as the criminal who provoked the civil strife in the Intermediate Court and the culprit who has been deliberately oppressing and exploiting Minggui. From now on, the Intermediate Court will abolish all laws against Minggui. The task is to amend all unfair terms in the Minggui contract, and to redress the injustice of all Minggui who died in vain during this period, and to provide adequate compensation.”

Mo Guhuang wants to have peace talks with Ming Gui!

Peng Ze was stunned, but still asked worriedly: "Will those ghosts still believe in us?"

"There are few awakened people and many fools. Those Ming ghosts who are taking the lead will follow Liu Xianzhou on the road. As for the remaining people, they can't live without Mo Xu and can only choose to believe."

Mo Guhuang's voice was confident and sure, as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

"But with so many conditions, could it be that poison is used to quench thirst and tigers are raised?" Peng Ze still had a hint of worry on his face.

"Where is the tiger?"

Mo Guhuang's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he sneered: "It's obviously just a bunch of dogs."

The news that Ao Hu was taken away spread quickly in the Central Court, and almost all the Mojia in the Central Court knew about it.

For a time, the crowd was excited and the voices of injustice were loud and loud.

At the same time, in the building named "Jiazi No. 1 Temporary Station Station", a sentence was delivered by the Mojia in a special way of vibrating armor plates.

"Brothers and sisters, I am the Dragon Sect. Now it's time for us to rise up and resist."