Chapter 232 Choice
Because it was too sudden, no one reacted. Many people were still immersed in Director Ellen's "Great Again" just now. Who would have thought that the next second, the missile would have approached in front of them.

boom--

The missile crashed into the big stage of the press conference, and the violent explosion sounded on the eardrums of everyone in the square, and a large piece of fire and smoke suddenly rose from the explosion point.

Director Ellen on the stage was undoubtedly the most startled. Fortunately, the missile did not actually hit the stage, but hit the translucent defensive barrier.

This is the backhand of Kyle Technology. The actual stage of the press conference seems to be very close to the crowd, but it is actually protected by the barrier position, which is tight and solid, but uses optics to make the barrier invisible.

However, before Director Ellen could heave a sigh of relief, under his horrified gaze, the barrier protecting the stage began to fade rapidly, and finally disappeared completely.

what! ?

Immediately after the next missile, no, it was a group of missiles roaring, the target was facing Director Ellen, and the security team of Kyle Technology who rushed over quickly.

Seeing these missiles flying unscrupulously in the air, Director Ellen opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, the flames of the missile explosion engulfed him and the stage of the press conference directly.

"What-what-what-the-situation! Audience friends! Big crisis! There was a huge accident at the press conference of Kyle Technology! This is a terrorist attack? What about drones, what are the company's security drones doing? Why not Intercept missiles!?"

"I just hacked into their company's internal system and found that the security measures of Kyle Technology have been completely paralyzed in an instant. Whether it is a drone or a stand barrier, they have been actively removed. It should be that someone has downloaded the virus in advance. .”

At some point, she put on the earphones, and the gloomy hostess who was frantically typing on the keyboard, her lifeless tone became a little faster.

"Virus? This seems to be a well-planned attack? Who is behind the scenes? Competitors? Gangsters? Or Dragon Kingdom? But as a security company, Kyle Technology should not be able to."

The Spice Girl host hadn't finished speaking nervously, but the next moment there was another sudden change at the press conference.

From the already chaotic crowd in Kyle Square, it seemed that someone had detonated a bomb on his body. This bomb did not cause an explosion, but a large piece of red mist began to spread rapidly and cover the entire square.

"This mist, could it be?" Even Martha, who had always been the host of the fun, now had a dignified voice, and her lively and pretty face was now frowning.

"It's turbidity. The turbidity pollution index on the site is rising crazily. It has exceeded the safe value by five times. Six times. Ten times. It is still rising." Saya stared at the computer.

"How did they do it!? No, are they crazy! There are tens of thousands of people in the square now, and such a concentration of turbidity will trigger a strong rejection of the prosthetic body. Do they want to turn everyone into a prosthetic body? Become a rampaging lunatic doomer!"

Not only is Night Love Radio falling into an extremely tense atmosphere, the press conference of Kyle Technology was reported and broadcast by all major media platforms. Kyle Square shrouded in a turbid red mist with a catastrophic atmosphere.

"Mom?" David, who was watching the live broadcast at home, is now staring at the chaotic square on TV, at a loss.

The little boy just a second ago was still holding in his arms the birthday gift his mother gave him two days ago, a hero mecha. With the mecha toy, he enjoyed the envious eyes of his classmates for the first time. David, was happily watching his mother who attended the press conference as the "Fantasy Supervision Bureau" on TV.

The next second, the missile fire filled the press conference, followed by the red mist. Although the young David didn't know what these were, from the panicked tone of the host and the screams at the scene, it was clear that Can feel a serious crisis.

He hurriedly ran to the TV and called his mother's name, because his mother was also at the scene, but the next second, the scene turned into a blurry screen, and he couldn't see anything. All David could do was hold on tight Holding tightly the mecha that my mother gave me, tears kept hitting the toy mecha.

The high concentration of turbidity is a devastating blow to electronic equipment. The cameras used for live broadcasting cannot withstand the erosion of turbidity at all. The live images of major TV stations are all disconnected after three or four seconds.

at the same time.

In the magic city, on the top of the magic tower, a certain succubus also pushed everything away, and watched the live broadcast of Kyle Technology's press conference at this point.

When she saw the red mist filling the square, the square was in great chaos, and the spiritual pollution was spreading rapidly, such a dimensionality reduction blow was obviously caught off guard for Kyle Technology for a while, and she didn't dare to send troops in again, because The more advanced the prosthetic body combat troops, the easier it is for them to become cyber lunatics, that is, to run amok.

The behind-the-scenes of this terrorist attack obviously used tens of thousands of people in the square as a cover. The purpose of doing so was obviously not just to destroy the press conference, but to take the opportunity to seize the The only three-piece set that came out was branded.

"so."

"What will you do?"

Reina changed her previous frivolous image, and looked at the live broadcast that had already been blurred due to turbidity. At this point, if it was Mr. Ashes, the snipe and the clam would fight each other, and the fisherman would benefit. For Mr. Ashes, such a Great chaos is undoubtedly the best cover. After all, Zhuo E is no different from air to Mr. Ashes, and will not be affected in any way.

In this way, with the help of the chaos created by the gangsters, no one knows what happened in the press conference because of the existence of Zhuohe. In this way, after the brand marks are blackened from the hands of the gangsters, they can be reversed and the dirty water Splashing it on the gangsters completely put him out of the way, making a perfect move.

The price is nothing more than the tens of thousands of people in the square suffering from the influence of Zhuo E. For Lord Hui Hui, this is nothing, right?

Of course, Mr. Ashes. Oh no, Mr. Liao Ji can choose another way. The more stupid way is to use the power of the gangsters to get the brand mark of Kyle Technology.
Hum. Sisi buzz!
Just when Leina thought of this, the TV screen in front of her seemed to have recovered a bit of the live image from the previous blurred screen. There was only one reason for this, the concentration of turbidity in the scene was decreasing.

The reason for the decline
From the on-site sound of the TV, some strange sounds came intermittently, which were mechanical sounds of electronically synthesized sounds.

"Unknown program detected, read analysis."

"Check Compatibility."

"Distribute computing power."

"Mech model construction 13% 54% 76% 99%"

"Loading complete. 3, 2, 1"

"Reconstruction of Pseudo-Classical Angels—Ride on the Bright Leftover Girls!"

(End of this chapter)

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