His Genius Wife Is A Superstar novel Chapter 1044

Chapter 1044 - Gotcha

"Damn you, Drakon!!!"

A loud crash punctuated the almost deafening roar inside the large room. Everything was silent and dark, except for the furious breathing of the leader.

It was a blackout.

His teammates, no, his brothers didn’t react to his outburst at all because they were all busy dealing with their own emotions. Most of them looked shocked as if they had just seen a frightening ghost and it traumatized them. A couple looked despondent, slumping on their seats or on the floor like there was no hope for tomorrow.

When their eyes began to adjust to the darkness, one of them finally spoke after the long, uncomfortable silence. "Drakon and his two disciples fried all our computers. Dammit! Nasty fellows, that’s what they are!"

His words prompted the others to speak as well.

"Fuck! Drakon and his two little shits WhiteTigress and BlackPanther can all go to fucking hell! I’m keeping a tab on all our computers that they fried. I swear that I’ll surely make them pay one day! With interest!"

"Shit! Even my phone is fried!"

They all checked their phones in a hurry. Soon, angry curses filled the dark room one after another. All of their phones were in the same pitiful situation.

The leader also checked his phones. All of them were dead except for one. "This works."

"Really? How come your phone is safe?"

"Wait. That’s the phone that Master El Payaso gave you!"

The leader nodded. He already calmed down after his earlier outburst. He used the phone’s flashlight to light up the messy room. A couple of his brothers opened the curtains to let in the streetlights from outside to add an additional dim illumination to the room.

"Master is awesome as always," one of his brothers commented, immediately lifting the defeated atmosphere. "Even Drakon can’t touch the phone he provided."

"Isn’t that obvious? Master is the best—one of the best hackers in the world." This person quickly corrected himself upon seeing their leader’s cold expression.

Their leader always reacted negatively whenever they claimed that someone other than the legendary Fantom was the best hacker in the world even if it was their own master, El Payaso.

"True. Any device that had been personally customized by our master is almost always immune to other hackers’ attacks."

"Fantom would’ve breached this," the leader murmured while twirling the phone in his hand.

Nobody commented, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with him. He didn’t mind.

"I guess Drakon and his two disciples aren’t in the same level as Fantom yet, no?" He smirked, displaying the dashing dimples on both his cheeks. It was as if his furious outburst earlier didn’t happen by looking at his current charming appearance.

Then he pursed his lips while looking at the computers scattered in the messy room. They could try to repair them in order to recover the data from tonight’s hacking battle which was very important in analyzing their performance and learning from their mistakes, and at the same time, planning a better strategy on how to finally defeat Drakon and his two disciples, WhiteTigress and BlackPanther. The three had long become not only annoying thorns in their butts but also an obsession as they now viewed Drakon’s team as a formidable rival that they must defeat no matter what.

Some of his brothers were already beginning to dissemble the computers to examine the extent of the damage but his guts told him that all the devices were dead. Drakon’s team short-circuited them with the forced blackout and killed them beyond repair.