He kicked the chair beside him fiercely but did not say anything.
The man looked at Lang Ya's back and retracted his gaze. He looked at the position of the computer and suddenly realized that the IP data on it was jumping. He immediately called out to Lang Ya.
"Lang Ya, do you think the IP address has changed? Could it be that the IP address just now was fake?"
Lang Ya stopped abruptly as he was about to leave. He followed the man's gaze to the computer screen. Sure enough, the IP data on it had changed.
There was a hint of impatience on his face. He raised his hand to touch his buzz cut and walked back to the computer in a few steps. He pulled out a chair and sat down.
His fingers quickly typed on the keyboard, and there was a crackling sound. After a while, the IP address came again, followed by the message from Guo Shui popping up in the lower right corner.
"There might be a trap. Let's split up."
