super system

In the command center of the British Army's High Command, what appeared on the computer screen were videos from surveillance cameras across the city and from armed helicopters.

"General Bass, the entire surveillance system in London has been taken down by the opponent. We can't pursue the opponent from here at all." A programmer sitting next to the computer stood up and reported to General Bass standing behind.

General Bess looked at the footage from the armed helicopter. The military Humvee was escaping from the blockade area at a very fast speed. However, the city's surveillance system could not see any sign of the vehicle at all.

Seeing this, the fool also knew that his surveillance system had been taken down by the other party. General Bess's eyebrows knit together tightly. He couldn't understand that the other party's hacking skills were really so powerful that we couldn't find out who it was.

No one can take over the city surveillance system.

The future will involve high-tech wars. Thinking of this, he began to worry about London's network security.

After struggling for a while, General Bess found that his thoughts were a little off topic. This is not the key now. The key is not to let the other party leave with confidential information. This is what the UK has spent tens of billions of dollars researching over decades. It is currently the latest technology in the world.

It is also the most powerful nuclear-powered strategic aircraft carrier in the world. It is a national killer weapon and cannot be lost under any circumstances.

I don't know what happened, but Beth's sixth sense today told him that the data would probably not be recovered, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

"Go ahead, the helicopter can directly use air-to-ground missiles when necessary." General Bess gave the order without hesitation.

"General, is it too much to use missiles to deal with them?" A major next to General Bess said. In his heart, he felt that it was completely unnecessary to use missiles to deal with two people.

"Go ahead." General Bess roared immediately without giving the major a good look.

"Yes!" The major had never seen General Bess' nervous face, so he stopped caring and turned around to issue the latest combat order.

"Turn left and get off five hundred meters ahead." Leng Xue was sitting in the passenger seat. She looked at Lin Feng who was leading her out of the surrounding area with some appreciation on her face.

She couldn't figure out why the bullet hit the car. She thought it was so incredible that she couldn't explain it clearly using technology.

She thought about her wounds again, and when she compared the scene she had just experienced, she felt it was no longer so magical.

Although she didn't know how Lin Feng did it.

"Are you sure you can get off the bus here and leave?" Lin Feng pointed at the shadow helicopter hovering overhead. He wanted to tell Leng Xue that it was still under surveillance and he would be seen if he got off the bus.

"I believe you can let me get off the car without being discovered, don't you?" Leng Xue touched her flowing hair, her behavior was full of charm, and it was inevitable that people would have thoughts after seeing her.

"Okay! Remember your promise! Get ready to jump out of the car and wait for my command." After speaking, Lin Feng stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly accelerated a lot. Then Lin Feng gave Jiaojiao an order in his mind: "Close

Shut down the entire London power supply system and shut down the entire London surveillance system."

As Lin Feng's voice fell, the whole of London suddenly fell into darkness. The people shopping around were stunned. They couldn't understand how there could be a sudden power outage in London? Lin Feng also came to the alley at this time, and he put the towel on his head.

He took off his clothes, opened the last grenade and put it on the car, and then shouted loudly: "Jump out of the car!"

The black shadow helicopter in the sky looked at the dark streets below. Just as he was about to turn on the thermal imaging, he heard a booming explosion.

The tracked target just disappeared.

Leng Xue left quickly with her ghostly figure. Lin Feng was not discovered by the other party from the beginning to the end, so he easily ran into the chaotic crowd.

"Report to headquarters, target lost, request return."

Bess stood at the command post, looking at the lost target. He slammed a tea cup and couldn't help but yell: "Suck!"

The power company quickly restored power, and the whole of London regained its brightness. Lin Feng strolled through the bustling streets of London, feeling very refreshed by the thrill of life and death just now.

Lin Feng called Qian Qianqian at this time.

"Hey! Where are you?" Qian Qianqian mistakenly thought that Lin Feng was anxious.

"I'm..." Lin Feng reported his address. Within ten minutes, Qian Qianqian drove a BMW 7 Series sedan and parked next to Lin Feng.

"Idol, how was your time in London?" Qian Qianqian got out of the BMW. When he saw Lin Feng, he wanted to hug him and give him a hard hug.

"It's not bad, it's much more prosperous than P City." Lin Feng said.

"Uh! Okay!" The corner of Qian Qianqian's mouth twitched a few times. He compared London with the county-level city P in China. It was indeed a relatively powerful thinking. Qian Qianqian thought in his heart: idols are just different, even their ideas are different.

So different.

"Idol, do you want to go to the casino tonight?" When he mentioned the casino, his eyes were filled with gold stars. He has been fond of gambling since he was a child, and he once became a disciple of the God of Gamblers in Macau. He became successful in his studies in three years and worked in underground casinos in China.

He came up with the title of a little gambling god.

When it comes to gambling, Lin Feng also feels itchy, especially since he is short of money now! Besides gambling on stones, what else can make money faster? Of course it is gambling. Thinking of this, Lin Feng's face showed a lewd smile: "That

Brother Qianqian, don't call me like an idol, which makes me feel embarrassed. How about you just call me Brother Feng?"

Qian Qianqian couldn't adapt to Lin Feng's kind reaction for a while. He felt goosebumps all over the floor. Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay! Brother Feng, do you want to go gambling?"

"How much is the maximum amount you can bet on?" This is the focus of Lin Feng's attention. If it is less than hundreds of millions of dollars, there is not much point in betting.

"I don't know how big this bet is, but I know that there was once a British billionaire who lost everything in it." Recalling what he saw with his own eyes, he was a little frightened. He didn't expect that the British millionaire was so in love.

He gambled, lost everything, and committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Nine times out of ten you will lose, Qian Qianqian always remembers this sentence, so he basically just gambles as a small amount of money as entertainment.

"Oh! Let's go and take a look." After saying that, Lin Feng opened the car door and got in the car directly.

Qian Qianqian also got into the car, started the car and headed towards the casino.

Gambling is a very popular activity in developed, developing and poor countries. Most people who participate in gambling hope to become rich overnight, although 100% of those who participate in gambling hope to become rich overnight.

99% of people lose everything in the end, and their families are ruined. Even so, they still want to moths to replenish the fire, and they will never stop.