Live exposure!I just want merit points!

"Provocative? I'm afraid he won't provoke," Nan Wangshu raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully: "In that case, then our next exposure mission will be tied to Hubei."

Three days later, in a rural area of ​​Hubei.

The countryside in the evening is always quiet and comfortable, the weather is neither too cold nor too dry, the occasional cool breeze, unknown night insects chirping sporadically, and the gray-haired old man sitting at the entrance of the village enjoying the cool and chatting with a palm leaf fan.

Everything looks so plain and warm, and being here, the restless mood calms down unknowingly.

In the distance, a gradually fading glow was drifting along the hilltop, leaving only the crimson sky lingering on the corners of everyone's clothes.

Nan Wangshu elbowed Zhang Yuanyuan who was frantically taking pictures on the right, and whispered, "Stop taking pictures, come up with an idea, should we go in now?"

"Ah?" Zhang Yuanyuan turned around unresponsively, glanced at the small self-built building at the entrance of the village, and then buried her head in her mobile phone: "Let's go, there are so many old people sitting in front of his house, Let's go in later and let people watch, if we use the system to scare these old men and old ladies out of the water, those hell kings in the underworld will definitely eat us alive."

"Zhang Yuanyuan finally said something that I can listen to." Wang Luoxin sat on the rock and concentrated on repairing the photo he just took. He raised his eyes and saw Nan Wangshu who was sticking like a bamboo pole, and stretched out his hand to pull her away. Sit down beside yourself: "What's the matter, are you so anxious today? Help me see which of these pictures is better?"

"The second one. I'm not in a hurry, but somehow I always feel a little flustered in my heart, as if something big is about to happen." Nan Wangshu looked at the beautiful Xiayun in the distant mountains with a sad face and sighed: "Boss and his car Where are you hiding?"

"It's in the woods behind us, next to Zhao Fangjun's house, don't worry."

"That's fine," Nan Wangshu took a few deep breaths, suppressed his chaotic heartbeat, and diverted his attention to discussing with Wang Luoxin and Zhang Yuanyuan what copywriting to post on Moments.

Half an hour later, when it was completely dark, the old people sitting and chatting at the entrance of the village finally went back to their homes.The three of Nan Wangshu patted their buttocks and got up from the rock, stretched their tingling feet, came out of the woods, and went straight to the house of Zhao Fangjun, the person involved in the exposure.

The first self-built house next to the entrance of the village is Zhao Fangjun's home, which is also the place where the group of old people stayed in the cool air just now.

Nan Wangshu took the lead and entered the courtyard. After looking around and seeing that there was no one downstairs, he walked towards the open door.

"Boom boom boom!"

Nan Wangshu raised his hand and knocked on the door, then asked, "Is anyone there?"

"Have!"

There was a reply from upstairs, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps coming down from the stairwell and stopping behind the door. A man with a cropped head poked his head out, and his alert eyes were on the three of Nan Wangshu: "You are?"

Nan Wangshu smiled slightly, but did not answer, and turned his head slightly towards Wang Luoxin beside him: "Sister Xin, tie him up."

"Roger that!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Luoxin conveniently took out a whip chain from the back of his waist and tied up the man in front of him.Seeing this, Zhang Yuanyuan seemed to feel that it was not strong enough, and also took out her whip chain and wrapped it around the man again: "To deal with such vicious people, one coil of whip chain is not enough."

"Fuck! What are you doing? Do I know you and you just tie me up?" The man who had become a big rice dumpling in the blink of an eye only came to his senses in a daze at this moment. Confidently and angrily staring at Nan Wangshu: "Crazy, you guys, let me go!"

"You're the fucking madman, it's impossible to let you go!" Nan Wangshu scolded back without showing any sign of weakness, and at the same time took out his mobile phone to open the exposure live broadcast, and pointed the camera at the fierce-faced man by the wall, Asked the netizens who kept pouring into the live broadcast: "Do you know him?"

Netizens were stunned for a moment, and then answered with barrages:

[Know, know! 】

[Damn, isn't this Zhao Fangjun?Just the single man with a baby who had been on fire for a while two days ago! 】

[People give nicknames, rough guys are gentle dads! 】

[What's the matter, this is bundled when the broadcast starts. 】

[Who is Zhao Fangjun?What happened to this man?Why am I so confused? 】

[Oh, you don't know it's normal, because he only got angry for a while, and there is no news after that. 】

[So what's wrong?Nan, Nan Wangshu, right? What's going on behind his back? 】

"You'll find out later what's going on behind his back," Nan Wangshu sneered at Zhao Fangjun, who had a sinister expression like a poisonous snake, turned around and walked upstairs backwards, and hit him with the live broadcast phone In front of him: "Sister Xin, Zhang Yuanyuan, carry him upstairs."

"okay!"

The two were ordered to carry Zhao Fangjun by the collar from the left to the right and forcefully carried him upstairs.Zhao Fangjun refused, and struggled violently as if his feet were stuck to the ground: "Get out! Why do you tie me up?! What age do you dare to tie people up? Bandits? Bandits? Let me go, otherwise I called the police!"

"You report it!" Zhang Yuanyuan's ears hurt from the noise, and she grabbed Zhao Fangjun's whip chain and dragged him up the stairs: "Why are you calling the police when you're in such a 2b way? Get your feet? Hurry up!" Go upstairs!"

Zhao Fangjun was stunned by the yelling, and before he could open his mouth to say anything, he was dragged and pushed upstairs by the two of them.

Nan Wangshu went to the living room, cast the live broadcast to the TV in the middle of the room, watched Zhao Fangjun being roughly pushed in, and said with a smile on his face: "Ah, you are so embarrassed, not a while ago you were still marketing single parents online. Is it the character of a gentle dad?"

Zhao Fangjun stared at her: "Didn't you guys tie me up somehow, would I do this?"

"But it's your sinful virtue. After all, you have too many disgraceful things on your hands."

Zhao Fangjun tilted his head as if he didn't understand: "What?"

Nan Wangshu didn't answer, but leaned against the sofa with his arms folded and said, "Didn't you just ask who we are? Let me tell you now, we are the paparazzi who will be popular when the live broadcast starts! You, just to expose you!"

"Expose me?" Zhao Fangjun snorted disdainfully: "What do I have to expose you? Besides, who are you, do you have any documents or formal procedures for trespassing on my house?"

"None." Nan Wangshu replied honestly: "Because we are a non-governmental wild organization and have nothing to do with any formal things. But this does not affect our exposure of you. You will be ruined today."