Chapter 122: Lure the Snake out of Its Hole

A tycoon worth tens of millions impersonating her to wreak havoc on the internet, what was his purpose?

Luring the snake out of its hole? Or just for fun?

Can't figure it out.

No matter what the imposter's motive was, Wen Meimei couldn't respond overtly, to avoid revealing her traces.

So, just watching would do.

...

Study room.

Qiao Chengxun sat in front of the computer, his piercing black eyes staring ahead, his distinctively knuckled fingers holding a phone to his ear.

A low voice came from the phone, "Young Master Qiao, he didn't show up."

Qiao Chengxun's voice was deep and serious, "Play rougher."

Zhan Ji, "Okay..."

Ten minutes later—

The fake Red Scarf initiated another attack.

This time, he targeted the networks of the three major commercial districts in the Imperial Capital, the lifeblood of the city's economy. At this moment, the networks in all three commercial districts were completely paralyzed, the losses immeasurable.