Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 700

Sage was somewhat reluctant to concede victory to Timothy.

With a smirk, Sage retorted: “Do I need a reason to hack you? I did it because I wanted to.”

Timothy narrowed his eyes, showing no restraint: “You’re nothing but a weakling. Do you surrender?”

“Never! You cheated!”

Sage felt a surge of indignation. During their confrontation, Timothy had managed to covertly probe his IP address.

It seemed like Timothy was also a computer whiz.

Despite this, Sage refused to admit defeat.

Upon reading the message, Timothy couldn’t help but notice its somewhat peculiar tone, which struck him as almost childish.

At that instant, Paul approached and declared, “This IP address is fake.”

Timothy raised an eyebrow at this revelation. He hadn’t anticipated they would uncover a fake address; it appeared that a skilled individual was assisting the

hacker.

Timothy proceeded to type: “Everything is fair in war. What matters is the outcome, not the method used to achieve it.”

Sage’s expression twisted with anger as he read Timothy’s response.

years old, whereas he has had much more experience and is only slightly ahead of you. In a few years, you will

at the computer screen, his small hand typing out a line: ” One day, I will defeat you.”

it, he recognized that he had been

careless this time.

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saw this message.

was no response from the other side. It seemed that the person had already left.

this hacker was intentionally targeting him, sensing

in

hacker manage to escape? Did

swept over. “They’ll

as an exchange,

responded calmly, “Maybe it’s another young enthusiast here to show off, lucky to have family support. They probably used a fake IP address in time, or else you would

hear any excuses. Get the system restored within the hour and touch?” improve its defenses. Being outsmarted by

you

lost your

out a sigh; he was indeed getting older, and new talents were always

computer, his brow furrowed as he contemplated who might

his phone vibrated with a WhatsApp message: “Shouldn’t you be at

intensive care unit, gazing

with a