Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

The secretary beside him exclaimed, "I sense that the hacker who breached our system this time is quite similar to the one who hacked the company before."

Caleb said, "I've heard about it. Someone intentionally attacked your company's official website last time. However, it seems that you were unable to apprehend the hacker. Now, it seems the hacker has targeted your laptop once again, specifically aiming at you." Timothy looked at the screen. "I know."

At first, he thought that the hacker was merely trying to provoke him and make a lasting impression. Later on, he eventually took the initiative to extend an olive branch, only to have his offer rejected.

Despite the setback, he did not push the issue. In the past, he had faced similar challenges and had successfully recruited numerous talents this way. Therefore, he did not dwell on the recent turn of events.

However, while he was in Nord City this time, his laptop was unexpectedly attacked by the hacker. The hacker used a clown mask to mock and provoke him, making it evident that his intentions were not work-related.

Furthermore, the hacker seemed to be aware of his current whereabouts in Nord City. This raised concerns as his location had always been kept secret to prevent detection by the Lane family. So how did this hacker acquire such information?

Timothy stared at the screen and muttered, "Let me see for myself who you are."

It just so happened that he was not in a good mood today, and the hacker clearly upset him today. Timothy was focused, typing rapidly on the laptop, generating a series of subtitle codes on the screen.

expression, he realized that things were getting serious. After all, Timothy

Behind the scenes, Timothy skillfully manipulated the technological department and never once overlooked his exceptional abilities over the years. Soon, the clown faces on the computer screen dimmed one by one. Timothy smirked. "It

wonder the opponent has grown so much stronger this time, capable of matching you. It appears they have multiplied in numbers. But

at the final illuminated profile

questioned, "Is this

"It should be him."

by one, his subordinates went offline on the computer

Sage cursed, "You bastard!"

by that man, so we had no choice

very

Instead, he swiftly implanted another

reading that sentence,

an immediate surge

instantly