|.| "Is that your wallet on the ground, I'll pick it up if you don't want it." Liang said earnestly with a point behind him.

"Wallet, of course mine." The security guard was stunned for a moment, and then said with great certainty, looking back behind him.

**.Security guards are so greedy.No wonder to be a spy.

As soon as the security guard turned around, Liang Yong's palm waved out, only to see an afterimage flashing, and the palm accurately concentrated on the back of the guard's neck.

The beam is used to frame the security guard and also get into the corner of the billboard, inside is the outer wall of the backstage, and outside the outer wall is a horizontal and vertical steel pipe support.

Liang didn't dare to slack off, handcuffed him with the handcuffs on the security guard, put stinky socks in his mouth, and climbed up.

When I entered the wind tunnel, I found that the inside was very spacious, the whole thing was open, it was one meter five high, it was covered with all kinds of pipes and wires, and the light came in through the cracks in the ceiling, and I could see it very clearly.

The two guys had climbed to a distance of more than ten meters, and were removing a partition from the ceiling. Bald stretched out his head to look at the ground, and then said proudly: "Yes, there is a storage room below, and next door is Chen Mengyao's dressing room.

"Xiao Zhang, there's no one here anyway, it's better to go down together, I'll take a look." Squinted eyes pleaded urgently.

Before the bald man could speak, Liang Yong's big head had already reached their side, and he smiled evilly and said, "Who said there was no one.

"Ahh Both exclaimed at the same time, a look of horror on their faces, and before they could continue to speak, Liang grabbed them by the neck and pressed his palms to silence them.

"Say, who told you to do that?" Liang asked with a cold press.

The two of them had red faces and thick necks, their eyes were about to bulge out of their sockets, their tongues were sticking out, they were like hanged ghosts, and they were desperately gesturing to Liang.

Liang Yong loosened his bald neck slightly, he gasped for breath and was about to cough, and was pinched back by Liang Yong, and when he relaxed again, he said in horror: "Don't kill me...... I'm a tabloid reporter...... I just want to take a few private photos of Chen Mengyao."

", not honest." Liang scolded with a scolding palm, and pinched him so hard that he rolled his eyes.

The left hand relaxed slightly and asked the squint, "You say."

"Ahem...... I'm not even a journalist, I'm a migrant worker hired by him." Squinting eyes and flickering explanations.

"I don't say yes, I'm going to see which of you honestly confesses, the first to confess to life, and the second to confess to death." Liang sneered, both hands worked hard at the same time, and the sound of the two neck bones being dislocated.

Three seconds later, Squint waved desperately to signal that something had something to say.

"A guy named Miyamoto came to us, let's take a few nude photos of Chen Mengyao, and ask for a million ......."

"How do you connect?" Liang Yong asked, the bald man over there was also desperately signaling, but he didn't bother to take care of him.

"He paid us 200,000 yuan first, and then paid the balance after receiving the photos."

"How to give him the photo." Liang Yong knew that these two guys were just unimportant characters, and digging out the people who were planning Chen Mengyao behind the scenes was the ultimate goal.

"It's all online transactions.I don't know where he is.Big brother spares his life." Squint and plead.

"Okay, you can not die." Liang knocked him out with a hard hand.

"You've got to die." Then glaring at the bald threat.

Bald waved his hand in horror, and his neck was pinched, and he couldn't make a sound.

"There's something to say, he's already said it, what use do I want from you." Liang sneered.

The bald man struggled even harder.

Liang loosened his palm slightly, and he said eagerly, "I...... There are still cases...... Confession ......"

"Lie to me and you'll die even worse." Liang moved with his heart.

"I know that Miyamoto has other means, he still has people by Chen Mengyao's side, and he is going to poison Chen Mengyao in the middle of singing." Bald said eagerly.

"Don't you know Miyamoto?

"I used the Trojan horse to steal Miyamoto's chat history.We can easily get in, and it was also arranged by the people around Chen Mengyao...... "Bald in order to survive.

Liang Yong asked a few more words.After making sure that no more useful information could be extracted from their mouths, he made a strong effort to squeeze the bald head and faint with his palm.Now the situation is urgent.He has to hurry down and remind Chen Mengyao.Don't take poison by mistake.

It was a small room of about ten square meters, there was no light in it, there were some empty boxes and miscellaneous items, there was a sound of talking from next door, Liang Yong leaned closer to the door to watch, and found that there was a cat's eye on the door, and he could see the situation in the room outside.

Under the snow-white light, Chen Mengyao was changing her clothes with the help of a female assistant, and it was the kind of change to the extent that she was halfway through, that is to say, all the clothes on her body had been taken off, and the clothes she wanted to change had not yet been put on.

To describe this scene as stunning is to desecrate Chen Mengyao.This is a perfect picture.A most moving poem.The simple and messy dressing room is dazzling because of her appearance.Dyed with a halo of holiness.

Here you can only see her back.The black hair is loosely clamped with a hairpin on the top of the head.The flawless neck skin is like clotted fat.The narrow shoulders are curved downward.But it does not lose the richness.It is the thinness recorded in the physiognomy that is not explicit.Crystal clear.Bee waist and buttocks.Slender and fair**......

It is only when facing Xiao Qian that Liang Yong has this feeling.Appreciation, admiration, and purity, these sacred feelings suppress primitive desires.Hope.I feel that looking at her body is the most sacred thing.Any worldly desire.Hope.It is all her blasphemy.

Liang Yong, who was about to go out by pushing the door, was stunned.Suddenly it occurred to me that it was very inappropriate to go out at this time.Even if you say hello in advance, you can't make people think.She is naked now.You greet her like this, do you see it or not.

It was originally a great thing to help her, but if she didn't do it, she would become a lascivious peeking and peeping pervert.

No way, then wait a little longer, wait for her to get dressed, decide to wait, Liang Yong's eyes didn't leave the cat's eye for a moment, Chen Mengyao is so beautiful, so beautiful that you don't want to miss any detail, her smile and smile, every tremor of bending over and hips, is the most beautiful picture, for fear that all this will disappear out of thin air after blinking.

"Ahem...... Cough...... cough ......" Suddenly Chen Mengyao coughed, her expression was painful.

"What's wrong with Miss, I've got a cold." Assistant Wang Jia exclaimed, and hurriedly put a silk dress on Chen Mengyao.

Chen Mengyao covered her throat with her palms, and her expression became more and more painful: "Wang Jia...... My throat hurts...... It's hard to speak...... What's wrong......"

"Sore throat." Wang Jia shouted in surprise, knowing what the sore throat meant to Chen Mengyao at this time, and hurriedly picked up the teacup: "Miss drink saliva."

Steamed bread language: On the last day of the month, steamed bread efforts are also added.

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