Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 444 Who dares to speak up
The camera, if an ordinary person steps on it, the parts may be damaged.However, it is absolutely impossible to crush the camera into powder with one's own strength.

However, it happened that Xiao Yi staged such a scene in front of him.It took no effort at all, just like crushing a cigarette butt to extinguish it.In the blink of an eye, that camera turned into powder under Xiao Yi's feet.

After doing all this, Xiao Yi raised his head.Looking at the paparazzi with cold eyes, there was a murderous look in his eyes.

For this group of paparazzi, they used Yu Qingmei to make a fuss about their lives.From the bottom of his heart, Xiao Yi didn't have the slightest liking for him.On the way here, Xiao Yi committed a serial murder case.I thought these paparazzi had already been wiped out by myself.However, I didn't expect that there was such a paparazzi waiting in front of my house.

Moreover, this paparazzi is still so rampant, taking pictures with flashes.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yi's big hand that grabbed the paparazzi's throat increased a little bit of strength.

The paparazzi's face suddenly turned pale.There was a look of horror in his eyes.

Yu Qingmei and Aunt Xue finally walked over in small steps.When he saw Xiao Yi angrily choking the paparazzi's throat, and choking him to death.Yu Qingmei immediately panicked, and said hastily: "Xiao Yi, be careful not to kill someone. As celebrities, it's best not to conflict with reporters."

However, Xiao Yi just snorted coldly, and said murderously: "I'm sorry, I'm not a star. In my world, my principles of life are different from yours. If someone offends me, I will not let you off lightly. This person is full of guts and full of interests. He ran to the door of my old pen studio to take pictures, which violated my bottom line. In other words, if I don’t bark until spring comes, which insect dares to make a sound? He is a little Paparazzi, he can ride on my head and make a fortune, I think he is trying to die..."

If it was chilly, it would suddenly make the night look a bit cooler.

And Aunt Xue on the other side would feel Xiao Yi's boldness and majestic spirit.I don't call until spring, which insect dares to make a sound.Aunt Xue chanted these words, and then looked at Xiao Yi's whole body standing upright, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.At this moment, Aunt Xue finally nodded lightly, and said secretly in her heart: "This is how a man is. He has been domineering all his life, and today, no one in the world treats his blood."

However, at this moment, the paparazzi heard Xiao Yi's words.Thinking of the camera just now, it was easily crushed into powder.There was a panic in my heart, and then suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.Like a drowning hand, suddenly grabbed a straw, and said vaguely: "I, I..."

At this moment, Xiao Yicai slowly let go of the paparazzi's neck, to see what he wanted to say.

"Don't force me, don't touch me, I'm a reporter." The paparazzi will forcibly suppress the panic in his heart, and pretend to be tough: "Just now, when you entered this old pen studio, I took a picture of you. The photo has been sent to the newspaper office. If you do anything wrong to me, then the newspaper director will know. At that time..."

At this moment, the paparazzi had a flicker of madness in his eyes.His face was bloodshot, and it seemed that he would rather be broken than broken.

The subconscious is to say, our president knows that I am here.If you touch me, then our president will naturally know that something happened to me.At that time, once an accident occurs, the police will intervene, and the newspaper will publicize it through public opinion.Then, you, Xiao Yi, will also have a hard time.

Xiao Yi listened to the paparazzi taking pictures and sending them back to the newspaper when he entered the house.The sharp look in those eyes became even more intense.His face was covered with a layer of frost, and he looked full of evil spirits.

If this photo is published, then Yu Qingmei's reputation will fall to the bottom again.In the middle of the night, Jiang Hai Laobi Studio met Xiao Yi.This kind of breaking news can completely ruin Yu Qingmei's reputation.

Yu Qingmei was anxious for a while, and there was a hint of panic on her face, which had never caused dust.Aunt Xue saw Yu Qingmei's face changed, and immediately held Yu Qingmei's palm tightly, trying to give her some warmth.

The scene suddenly froze, and the two women had a tacit understanding at this moment, following Xiao Yi's lead.

After Xiao Yi lowered his head and pondered for a long time, he finally parted his mouth and revealed a cruel smile.Looking at the crazy face of the paparazzi in front of him, he shot suddenly.Raising his palm, papapa slammed it wildly at the paparazzi boy's face again.

The crisp applause was particularly eye-catching in this late night.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yi's attack was very powerful.Moreover, the next few slaps directly slapped the paparazzi on the head.So, the paparazzi immediately passed out and lay straight on the ground.

At this moment, Yu Qingmei immediately exclaimed, and then screamed involuntarily: "Xiao Yi, you have killed someone."

However, Xiao Yi just smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, he just fainted, and his life was not hurt. Keeping him will be of great use."

Then, Xiao Yi raised his kick, and directly kicked the fainted paparazzi to the back of the trash can.Finally, he walked over slowly, opened the door of the BMW, and smiled at Yu Qingmei with a nonchalant expression on his face: "It's late at night, I'll take you to the airport first, go back early."

Seeing all this, Yu Qingmei and Aunt Xue gasped, still unable to react.In Xiao Yi's eyes, this paparazzi looked like he was playing.This kind of method made these two women unable to recover.

Xiao Yi shook his head, and said to himself in his heart: "If these two women know, when they come this way, they will design it by themselves and send the paparazzi on the five Mazdas following them to Xitian. I'm afraid, these two women will immediately Everyone has to go crazy.

For Xiao Yi, a master of the Tang Sect, human life is worthless.Offended me, then I'm sorry, I will fight back.However, for these two women, the hearts are soft after all.No matter how big the sin is, it can be forgiven, and the sin is not as good as life.

Yu Qingmei and Aunt Xue hesitated for a moment, and finally got into the car.

After being silent in the car for a while, Yu Qingmei finally raised her head and asked, "What are you going to do with that reporter?"

Yu Qingmei didn't ask how much damage would be done to her reputation after the photo was sent back to the agency and published in the newspaper tomorrow.For her, it was irreparable.So, she doesn't worry about herself.Instead, he was worried about Xiao Yi, afraid that Xiao Yi's impulsiveness would cause death.Since then, 30 years in prison.

"Well, go back and have a heart-to-heart talk with him." Xiao Yi drove the car, and said with a nonchalant expression: "It's not easy for him to come here this late at night. No matter what, I have to go back and have a good chat with him. However, Qingmei Don't worry. Even if the photo he took is sent back to the newspaper, it won't be seen in the newspaper tomorrow. Naturally, I will take care of this matter. "

Yu Qingmei's heart warmed up, and then she gently said three words: "Be careful."

Yu Qingmei's phone number was left at the airport, and the two women entered the airport.Then, sitting in the long-awaited private jet, set sail and entered the night sky.

Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.

However, the knot between the two has been untied in an instant.Therefore, Yu Qingmei, who was sitting on the plane, had a particularly bright smile on her lips.

Xiao Yi went back home and parked his BMW at the gate of the old pen studio.Approaching behind the stinking trash can, the eagle picked up the paparazzi male reporter like a chicken, and walked into the old pen studio.

With a bang, Xiao Yi closed the door.

Like throwing a dead dog, the paparazzi was thrown to the ground.Then, Xiao Yi pulled over a carved mahogany chair and sat down.Looking at the paparazzi who looked like a dead dog in front of him, he picked up a cup of cold tea on the coffee table beside him, and splashed it on the paparazzi with a bang.

The paparazzi woke up leisurely, turned around, and raised his head.Seeing Xiao Yi sitting on the carved mahogany chair, there was a look of horror on his face.He stepped back, and then said in a trembling voice, "You, you, what do you want?"

The paparazzi, who was terrified to the extreme, was a little uncomfortable with speaking, hesitating.

A cruel smile formed on the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth, and he said coldly: "What do I want? From the beginning, it was what you wanted. In the middle of the night, don't sleep, and use your professionalism to come to my old pen studio Candid filming. I want to ask, who gave you the courage to do this today, and who told you to come to this old pen studio to be wanton?"

The paparazzi shrank his neck in shock at the thunderous words.The color of fear in the eyes became more intense.

The paparazzi held his breath as the legs began to fight.The upper and lower teeth clashed disobediently.In this scorching summer, the paparazzi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was icy cold.

"Tell me, which newspaper do you belong to, and who is the president?" Xiao Yi's eyes became sharp all of a sudden, and he shouted.

Under Xiao Yi's power, the paparazzi no longer dared to resist.Lowering her head, she whispered, "I'm from Star Entertainment Newspaper, and the president is Hou Daxi."

"Call and call him." Xiao Yi's cold words resounded in the old pen room like a thunderclap.

The paparazzi showed hesitation, unable to make a decision for a while.

Humph.

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, then threw the teacup in his palm on the ground with a bang, shattered into pieces, and shouted coldly: "No matter what method you use, let your president come over. An hour Within, I can't see anyone. Then, you swallow these pieces piece by piece for Lao Tzu."

(End of this chapter)