The Queen of Gossip

"Wrong! Continue to beat me!" Luo Xichen narrowed his eyes displeased, and the sound of the steel rod smashing bones sounded again.

"Ah——" The little reporter's screams and cries echoed in V9.

But the sound insulation effect of the room is excellent, coupled with the passionate electronic sounds outside, the miserable screams are completely locked in the V9.

After hitting more than a dozen sticks, Luo Xichen slowly raised his hand, signaling to stop.

He looked down at the little reporter below, as if looking at a lowly creature like a reptile.

"Let me tell you what's wrong. You shouldn't have slandered Wanqing, and everyone who tried to smear her deserves to die. Among all the newspapers and media, your Tianxia Weekly is the most arrogant and the most vicious."

The reporter looked panic-stricken, with blood and tears intertwined on his face, and begged bitterly: "Master Luo, I really don't care about my business—this incident about the stepfather's family was also revealed to me by an anonymous woman. All the information and photos were first released to our magazine by her, she is the culprit, I just happened to plan this page, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Luo Xichen snorted coldly, knowing in his heart that the "anonymous woman" the reporter was talking about must be Su Jiuge, he must find out about Su Jiuge as soon as possible, she is too dangerous.

"Okay, you can go."

The reporter with a disabled right hand was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Luo Xichen in a daze, and even forgot to get up from the ground.

"Do you know what to say when you go back?"

The reporter from Tianxia Weekly hurriedly said, "I accidentally hurt it outside."

"Wrong!" Luo Xichen scoffed coldly.

The reporter was so frightened that he almost peed out, and with a mournful face, he said, "I also ask Master Luo for advice."

The corners of Luo Xichen's lips curled slightly, and he said slowly: "I heard that you have reported a lot of gossip about Bo Yan."

"...Yes, yes." The little reporter flinched, his mind was very bright, and he quickly understood the meaning of the scary man in front of him, "My right hand was disabled by Bo Yan."

The curvature of Luo Xichen's lips gradually widened, and he threw a document over, saying: "This is all the detailed information of Bo Yan's little lover Tang Niange. I believe that you will never give in to evil forces because you are weak and strong."

The little reporter picked up the materials, flipped through a few pages, and his face was full of excitement.There are too many things that the popular artist Tang Niange can't see in it, which is undoubtedly a great opportunity for them for Tianxia Weekly.

"Thank you, Master Luo, thank you, Master Luo." The little reporter couldn't help but forget the pain on his hand.

"Working for me, the benefits are naturally indispensable to you." After speaking, Luo Xichen took out a bank card from his arms and threw it into the little reporter's hand.

"There are 50 in it, go to the hospital and take a good look at your hands."

Holding the card, the little reporter trembled with excitement. He has been a reporter for more than ten years with a meager salary, and he has never seen such a huge sum of money.

"Master Luo, you are really my benefactor."

"Okay, let's go out." Luo Xichen waved his hand and turned his head.

After the handicapped little reporter went out with the money, Chris quickly asked someone to change the carpet, which was stained with blood and looked very uncomfortable.

"Boss, according to your order, the Qinglong Gang, the largest underground gang in City X, has been closed down, and their boss has been taken down by our people—"

With that said, Chris stretched out his right hand and gestured to his neck. "Wrong! Continue to beat me!" Luo Xichen narrowed his eyes displeased, and the sound of the steel rod smashing bones sounded again.

"Ah——" The little reporter's screams and cries echoed in V9.

But the sound insulation effect of the room is excellent, coupled with the passionate electronic sounds outside, the miserable screams are completely locked in the V9.

After hitting more than a dozen sticks, Luo Xichen slowly raised his hand, signaling to stop.

He looked down at the little reporter below, as if looking at a lowly creature like a reptile.

"Let me tell you what's wrong. You shouldn't have slandered Wanqing, and everyone who tried to smear her deserves to die. Among all the newspapers and media, your Tianxia Weekly is the most arrogant and the most vicious."

The reporter looked panic-stricken, with blood and tears intertwined on his face, and begged bitterly: "Master Luo, I really don't care about my business—this incident about the stepfather's family was also revealed to me by an anonymous woman. All the information and photos were first released to our magazine by her, she is the culprit, I just happened to plan this page, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Luo Xichen snorted coldly, knowing in his heart that the "anonymous woman" the reporter was talking about must be Su Jiuge, he must find out about Su Jiuge as soon as possible, she is too dangerous.

"Okay, you can go."

The reporter with a disabled right hand was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Luo Xichen in a daze, and even forgot to get up from the ground.

"Do you know what to say when you go back?"

The reporter from Tianxia Weekly hurriedly said, "I accidentally hurt it outside."

"Wrong!" Luo Xichen scoffed coldly.

The reporter was so frightened that he almost peed out, and with a mournful face, he said, "I also ask Master Luo for advice."

The corners of Luo Xichen's lips curled slightly, and he said slowly: "I heard that you have reported a lot of gossip about Bo Yan."

"...Yes, yes." The little reporter flinched, his mind was very bright, and he quickly understood the meaning of the scary man in front of him, "My right hand was disabled by Bo Yan."

The curvature of Luo Xichen's lips gradually widened, and he threw a document over, saying: "This is all the detailed information of Bo Yan's little lover Tang Niange. I believe that you will never give in to evil forces because you are weak and strong."

The little reporter picked up the materials, flipped through a few pages, and his face was full of excitement.There are too many things that the popular artist Tang Niange can't see in it, which is undoubtedly a great opportunity for them for Tianxia Weekly.

"Thank you, Master Luo, thank you, Master Luo." The little reporter couldn't help but forget the pain on his hand.

"Working for me, the benefits are naturally indispensable to you." After speaking, Luo Xichen took out a bank card from his arms and threw it into the little reporter's hand.

"There are 50 in it, go to the hospital and take a good look at your hands."

Holding the card, the little reporter trembled with excitement. He has been a reporter for more than ten years with a meager salary, and he has never seen such a huge sum of money.

"Master Luo, you are really my benefactor."

"Okay, let's go out." Luo Xichen waved his hand and turned his head.

After the handicapped little reporter went out with the money, Chris quickly asked someone to change the carpet, which was stained with blood and looked very uncomfortable.

"Boss, according to your order, the Qinglong Gang, the largest underground gang in City X, has been closed down, and their boss has been taken down by our people—"

With that said, Chris stretched out his right hand and gestured to his neck.