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.

cheek. “There’s no need to get upset. You’re just four years old, whereas he has had much

at the computer screen, his small hand typing out a

was hesitant to admit it, he

careless this time.

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to be more cautious in the future.

frowned when he saw this message. “Do you know me?”

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

feeling that this hacker

child in their

did the hacker manage to escape? Did we fail to

gaze swept over. “They’ll be

could be used as an exchange, but with a youngster, it wasn’t always that

to show off, lucky to have family support. They probably used a fake IP address in time,

restored within the hour and touch?” improve its defenses. Being outsmarted by

you

lost your

sigh; he was indeed getting older, and new talents

at his computer, his brow furrowed as he contemplated who might have targeted the Barrett Group’s

then, his phone vibrated with a WhatsApp message: “Shouldn’t you

outside the intensive care unit, gazing at Laura lying

a