Timothy Greene looked at the landing wine and asked, "Is hacker ink night tendrils?"

He also looked at Wendy Johnson coldly: "You even replaced the ink night? Didn't you say last time that you didn't take orders for 10 billion yuan in ink night? Is it your ghost?"

Wendy Johnson shook his head: "It's not me. If I were a ink night, I shot myself last time. How can I still let myself be hacked like that on the Internet? Brother Ting Shen, don't you believe me?"

The last time ...