The Wife Is A Superstar 6

Chapter 1035 - Best Hacker In The World

The leader squinted at his own computer screen, his fingers flying nonstop over the keyboard, before chuckling. "There is no need to wonder anymore which bastard is valiantly defending against our attack on Manoban Corporation right now. Say hello to our old friend and rival, my brothers. The motherfucking Drakon! Ahahaha!"

"Arrogant son of a bitch! Always getting in our way! See how I pummel you with all the new viruses I made! Take that, little lizard!"

"Shit, he took me out already. Dammit!"

The leader became even more focused in the hacking battle. Bloodthirsty viciousness glinted in his eyes but the interesting thing was that there was no animosity directed at their tough opponent, only pure excitement and burning competitiveness. In fact, his mouth was stretched into a wide grin, giving him a roguishly charming air.

"Just like the last time we faced off against Drakon, it seems that he isn't working alone," he said. "This one should be the annoyingly tough defender and all-rounder support, WhiteTigress. Not bad at all, no? Fufufufu."

"I think it's only WhiteTigress this time. Thank fuck! I hate the other one. Such a nasty, aggressive little fucker. He fried my beloved laptop that I lovingly assembled last time. Ugh! Makes me so mad just remembering it!"

The leader raised an eyebrow, amused at his friend's words. "Calling someone else nasty and aggressive, hm? Why don't you go and take a look in the mirror first?"

All of them laughed and made fun of their brother.

"WhiteTigress and BlackPanther might be difficult little shits who always manage to give us trouble, but remember that they're nothing compared to Drakon," he reminded everyone.

"So true, my brother! Drakon, that bastard, always ends up saving those two little shits whenever we almost beat them. It's clear that the two are quite important to Drakon or else he won't come running to clean up after their asses every single time."

"The two must be really Drakon's disciples if he cares so much about them, no? Interesting. Fufufu!"

"Hmph! Taking his own disciples, huh. Who does Drakon think he is? He can never compare to our own master when it comes to teaching disciples. Master El Payaso is the best hacker in the entire world! No one can beat him—AH!!!"

"!!!"

Everyone was startled at the loud crash.

"Oh, sorry about that," the leader drawled. "The bottle slipped out of my hand. What a naughty, disobedient beer bottle. My brother, forgive me, yes?"

The one who was almost hit by the bottle gave a nervous laugh. "All good, no worries! We're brothers so of course I forgive you. Haha. Let's...let's continue our attack and beat Drakon and his disciples' asses tonight, shall we?"

A chorus of assent echoed in the large, luxurious but dim and messy room. They looked pumped to battle against tough opponents but the tense atmosphere after the smashed beer bottle remained.

The leader acted as if everything was normal but his eyes glinted with cold hostility. It wasn't directed at his brother but at the words uttered just a few seconds ago.

Out of his earshot, his other brothers whispered among themselves.

"You know that he worships Fantom like a great god. In his mind, there's nobody else in the world who's a better hacker than Fantom, not even our own master, El Payaso. Of course, he's going to lose his shit when you named another hacker as the best in the world instead of Fantom."

"Master has been around earlier and longer than Fantom. I think that Master is still the better hacker than Fantom, especially now that it has been a few years since Fantom disappeared from the hacker world without a trace. Fantom is gone but our master is still going strong and even training the lot of us to continue his legacy."