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Han Chen sat on the chair, his legs holding onto the computer as he read with interest, until someone entered the room: "Old Fu, you're here, the monitor …" Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped, his gaze landing on He Jia who was beside Ning Jin.

After half a moment, He Jia was displeased, was she showing it to him?

However, his temper was quite spicy.

Han Chen stroked his chin as he thought.

He Jia was actually quite interested in electronic matters. After hearing it, she asked, "Can you tell that the monitoring system has been tampered with?"

Han Chen was startled: "What did you say?"

The woman's voice was too sudden, causing He Jia to be unwilling, and said with disdain: "Can't you hear my words from the back of your ears?"

Uh, how should he answer that?

"Alright, let's take a look together."

He Jia casually walked towards Han Chen.

Looking at Ning Jin, Han Chen was not as enthusiastic as before. After all, there was a knot in his chest: "My friend does have research on electronic networks. Tell her what's wrong and she'll take care of it."

After Ning Jin finished speaking, Han Chen scoffed at them. There was no one here more powerful than him.

"Are you for real?" He Jia rolled her eyes, without saying a word, she snatched the computer from his hands: "It's really troublesome."

F * ck, this girl actually dared to steal his computer!

"Forget it."

Just as she was about to make her move, Fu Huayong stopped her: "Since you have the skills, let her try."

Han Chen said angrily: "You aren't helping me?"

"Three smelly smiths against Zhuge Liang, there's no hurry."

Fine, I'll let the girl try for my friend's sake, he thought unwillingly.

He Jia, who was at the side, had already started tapping her fingers on the computer. After a long time, her hand had stopped, and after walking for half a minute, Ning Jin asked herself: "Did you see anything?"

He Jia frowned, then moved on: "This surveillance recording should have been deleted a part of yesterday." After thinking for a bit, she said, "This guy's skill is very brilliant and meticulous. If it wasn't for this feeling, I definitely wouldn't have been able to see through him."

"How do you know?"

Han Chen couldn't help but blurt out. After all, he only realised that the monitoring system had done something, and he didn't know where the problem was. This woman …

"Have you seen the original video before?"

"Right."

This question was asked to Fu Huayong, so Han Chen directly ignored it.

"You …" When had he, Han Chen, been treated in such a manner? Furthermore, this person was the friend of someone who hated his sister. However, when he was on the verge of going berserk, he was stopped, "Old Fu, don't stop me."

Fu Huayong: "She is indeed a little more skilled than you." 's words were very objective, but he was so angry that his eyes were popping out as he shouted: "You want to go out and take an elbow?"

"Are men so annoying?" He Jia was bored to death.

Han Chen crumbled. Fuck, what kind of woman did he meet today?

"Alright, let's clear up this matter first." Fu Huayong was also unwilling to directly say it out loud.

Then, he replied He Jia: "In the previous footage, there was the scene of a hoodlum meeting with a man."

"But not now."

He Jia facepalmed.

Ning Jin spoke, "So it can be said that that man is related to those hoodlums, and it is possible that he was ordered by him."

Fu Huayong glanced at it: "Nonsense."

Ning Jin...

"Alright, the most important thing right now is to restore the screen. However, this will be a little difficult. I'll need at least a few days." And then: "Do you mind if I let someone else do it? If only we didn't have to wait that long. "

Fu Huayong: "Best not."

He Jia shrugged: "Whatever." But Fu Huayong added, "There's one here."

"Who?" He Jia was at a loss.

"Him." Fu Huayong pointed at Han Chen and scoffed, "Forget it." There was a look of disdain on his face.

After being stopped by Fu Huayong over and over again, Han Chen was so angry that he squatted on the side and turned into an invisible person.

"Give me back my laptop, now!"

Fu Huayong did not even have time to react before he immediately rushed forward with a few quick steps. However, with a clever move, He Jia managed to grab hold of him and knocked him to the side.

"Ah!" After the scream, there was the sound of a heavy object landing.

"Gold!" He Jia was shocked. She really didn't do it on purpose.

"My ass, it hurts, it hurts."

What kind of bad luck did she have? It was her turn to suffer.

"Are you okay?" He Jia's face was anxious.

Does she look like someone who's fine?

He helped Ning Jin up and placed him on the chair, but the moment they touched the surface of the chair, they bounced up.

Han Chen was also shocked.

"Put her on the couch." On the other hand, Fu Huayong was cool-headed. After he received Ning Jin and settled down, Ning Jin's wails never stopped.

Seeing the main culprit, He Jia's violent temper immediately scuttled forward, chasing after Han Chen. Taekwondo was not empty, Han Chen's stance was not bad, but he was still weak by a little.

"Old Fu, save me!" Han Chen dodged slowly by half a step and grabbed onto the back of his neck, causing him to somersault. With a clatter, his back landed on the ground, causing dust to fly into the air.

"I told you to bully Ning Jin, I'll kill you." Ning Jin was her reverse scale, this guy does not want to live anymore.

Han Chen wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Why is he so valiant?

Old Fu, save me.

"Aren't you going to help your brother?" Although he hated Han Chen for affecting him so much, when He Jia attacked, it was simply too terrifying, if he did not stop him, he would be injured either way.

However, Fu Huayong was so relaxed that he directly sat down, with a leisurely expression: "It's good to let him suffer a little."

"Don't scratch my hair."

Amidst the battle between Han Chen and Yue Yang, the sound of wailing could be heard unceasingly, and actually turned out to be a boy.

"I'm a good man and not fighting with a woman. Hurry up and let go, or I won't be polite." To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in saying this, but this woman wouldn't let go of his hair even if her hair was cut off.

"I'm a wicked girl today, do what you want."

He Jia used more force to grab onto his hair, and the wails became louder.

Ning Jin could no longer bear to watch any further. He pushed Fu Huayong's arm and asked: "Do we really not need to do anything?"

This battle was simply too tragic.

Unknowingly, Fu Huayong had brewed a cup of tea for himself and carefully savored it, as if he was watching a play.

At this moment, Han Chen struggled to get up from the ground with much difficulty, struggled out of He Jia's grasp, and continuously retreated. His chest was in a mess, he reached out his hand to protect the spring light shining from his chest, as He Jia followed closely behind.