Chapter 235 I'm afraid you don't have enough money for medical expenses

"You still want to discredit us online? Not to mention the door, there is no window!" Fang Ye smiled coldly and began to search for the real IP address that spread the news. He soon found 70 or 80, and these people were still working hard.

"It's really a big hand, to mobilize so many people."

He took over these computers without any effort, and then planted a powerful virus he made.

"Hey, why can't my mouse move?"

In a brightly lit studio, a man suddenly clapped his mouse hard.

"My screen won't work either, is it frozen?"

"Oh my god, why did mine restart automatically!"

"Mine too, damn, is it infected with a virus? Which bastard is browsing those websites again? Can you be more self-aware?"

The boss of the studio immediately broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the computers restarting one after another. He knew that this was definitely not an ordinary virus, and it was most likely an attack!

Could it be that the order he took tonight angered a certain great god, so he started to retaliate?

Just when he was at a loss, a row of large characters appeared on the screens of all the restarted computers.

"He who does evil will surely perish!"

Boom boom boom!

A computer case near the window suddenly made a rumbling sound like an old cow breathing, and then white smoke began to billow out.

"Oh no, this is a self-destructive virus!"

The boss was so scared that he shouted, "Quickly unplug all the power supplies!"

Unfortunately, he shouted too late. Before his subordinates could take action, more than a dozen computer hosts had already started smoking, and some even caught fire!

By making the computers run at overload, the virus easily turned them into a pile of scrap metal.

Seeing the computer worth more than 200,000 destroyed, the studio owner was heartbroken and knelt on the ground crying. The same scene also appeared in other studios...

After Fang Ye wiped out all the posts and news, he set a trap on the Internet. As long as it detected that someone continued to spread rumors about Wei Mao Bu Li, the virus would automatically attack until the other party's computer was destroyed! In

less than an hour, the news about Wei Mao Bu Li on the entire network had died down and was no longer as hot as before.

Fang Ye continued to dig deeper on the Internet, but unfortunately he could not find any news about Ma Junjie and MH3, so he simply gave up.

Seeing that it was not yet ten o'clock, he touched his chin and thought for a while, and decided to find Ma Junjie overnight to "understand more deeply".

A few minutes later, the silver-gray Koenigsegg roared out of the villa and soon disappeared into the night...

In a small bar in the suburbs of Huahai, Ma Junjie was chatting and drinking with his friends, holding a charming woman in OL clothes in his arms. This woman was the third volunteer who had entered the kitchen today.

"Brother Ma, I heard that you made nearly a million today easily, is that true?"

"Well, a million is nothing, let me tell you, this business is huge, and there will be a lot of follow-ups!" Ma Junjie said carelessly, "After tonight, I will be able to make a few million again!"

"Brother Ma is really awesome!" A skinny man said with a smile, "By the way, Brother Ma, what do you think of the goods that my brother brought last time after trying them?"

"Very good, if your goods can be supplied stably, I can give you this price per portion!" Ma Junjie stretched out four fingers.

The thin man smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Ma, this is a new product that has never been seen in the country. I can't get it at this price. Please add a little more."

Ma Junjie narrowed his eyes and asked, "You are just greedy. Okay, considering the good quality of this batch of goods, you can name a price yourself."

The thin man laughed and made a six gesture, "At least this amount. If it's less, I will have to pay for it myself."

Ma Junjie said, "If it's this price, then you have to give me at least one thousand copies a month. If it's less than this, you can find someone else to sell it."

The thin man was shocked and said, "Brother Ma, can your small bar take a thousand copies?"

The office lady smiled coquettishly, "You don't understand this, Brother Ma has several online stores, and a thousand copies may not be enough to sell!"

Ma Junjie smiled and said, "Fei Fei is right, this is the Internet age. Do you think it's still ten years ago, when we could only sell goods in the market? Let me tell you, last time Lao Yang brought me 500 boxes of Xiqi, they were sold out in less than a week. Young people nowadays, including white-collar workers, like to come into contact with these new things, and 100% of them are repeat customers. Your new product is better than Xiqi. A thousand copies are really not enough for me to sell in a few days!"

The thin man vowed, "Brother Ma, don't worry. If you can really swallow it, I can talk to Brother Liang later and let him keep all the goods for you. At least 5,000 copies a month!"

"Okay, it's settled then!" Ma Junjie was overjoyed when he heard that, and then raised his wine glass, "Come on, let's have a drink!"

The thin man smiled obscenely, "Brother Ma, you have a beautiful woman to accompany you, so of course you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. I'm just a lonely man, can't you pity me?"

"You little bastard, you are thinking about my sister again, right?" Ma Junjie frowned, "Didn't I tell you that my sister doesn't like you to be so thin, she hates it, be careful that she will tear you apart."

Another fat man smiled and said, "Brother Ma, then what do you think of me? This figure is suitable for being your brother-in-law, right?"

Ma Junjie laughed and scolded, "You little bastard, you even collapsed the bed upstairs last time, and almost crushed the girl to death. By the way, when are you going to compensate me for the bed?"

The fat man smiled awkwardly, "Brother Ma, actually I'm just a little plump. You can't blame me for the bed collapsing. It mainly shows that I'm vigorous enough..."

The others laughed, "Come on, you're almost 250 pounds and you still have the nerve to say you're not fat!"

The thin man was drunk and daring. He ignored the fat man and continued with a calm face, "Brother Ma, there are thousands of poses, and there are always some that are not fat. Besides, I just want her to have a few drinks with me. Can you help me give a message to Ma Li?"

"What message do you want to give me?"

As he was talking, a slender and fit figure suddenly appeared beside Ma Junjie. It was Ma Junjie's sister Ma Li.

After seeing the real person, the skinny guy was frightened, "It's nothing, just a joke..."

"Dare to joke with me? I'm afraid that the money you have is not enough for medical expenses!" Mary picked up the beer on the table and drank it all, then crushed the cup with her bare hands!

Bang!

The broken glass and the remaining beer were scattered all over the floor, and the thin man and the others were so frightened that they were all silent, not daring to fart...