The underground parking lot was so quiet that I don't know if it was because of fear or because the temperature here was low, and the people who were caught shivered.

Mu Ziqian lifted the camera and shook it in front of the man, "Make a price." ”

Hearing this, Yu Ji's eyebrows flickered, and Qiu Jing, who was sitting in the car, was face to face with him, and this subtle change in expression was keenly captured by her.

The micro-expression of the person in five thousandths of a second is a reflection of his truest thoughts, and the only message that this man's frowning brow is to conceal it.

"What's the matter, I'm afraid that Mu Ziqian can't afford it?"

The man looked down and his eyes were uncertain.

Qiu Jing concluded that he was hiding, hiding something. He was a reporter, and the camera meant a soldier's gun to him, but after he was taken the camera, he didn't pay attention to whether the camera was damaged during the whole process, and even after being caught, the whole person was very relaxed.

This reflects that it should not be, and is not in keeping with, the characteristics of his profession.

Qiu Jing summed up the reporter's reaction and concluded that there were no secretly taken photos in the camera.

He had accomplices, and the camera that took the picture was dropped.

Qiu Jing was so anxious that she knocked on the car glass, Mu Ziqian turned around when she heard the sound, her tall body leaned over slightly, the car window lowered a little gap, and she whispered: "There are no secretly taken photos in the camera." ”

Mu Ziqian's reaction to Qiu Jing's words was not great, he hummed lightly, and then straightened up again, facing her with his back.

His indifferent attitude is not to trust her professional judgment?

Through the crack in the window, the smell of tobacco exhaled by the man mixed with the faint smell of Givenchy perfume on his body wafted into the car, and the aggressive smell seemed to entangle her whole body, and she suddenly shuddered.

She raised the window, but the smell around her body did not dissipate, but it awakened many unbearable memories in her mind, the pain when she was touched by him, kissed by him, and penetrated by him, subconsciously hugged her body, trying to forget her uneasiness.

In the distance, several figures swayed, Qiu Jing looked at the sight, and a few people came around the corner of the parking lot, one of them wearing a peaked cap, and was pressed by the other two people on the shoulder.

Looking at his dress as a reporter, the person who pressed him was carrying a camera in his hand, and Qiu Jing concluded that it was the camera that was secretly taken.

When the second reporter was brought in front of him, the reporter who was calm just now panicked, and his voice trembled, "You, why didn't you run away?"

The latter looked helplessly at the two people who were pressing him, and signaled how these two people could escape.

Mu Ziqian threw the camera into Fu Feiyang's hand, took the second person's SLR, he held a cigarette, looked down at the photos in the camera, and every time he flipped through it, there was an imperceptible slight change on his face.

It wasn't until the end of the last shot that Mu Ziqian raised his head and asked coldly, "Do you want to kill or camera?"

Mu Ziqian is ruthless, it is not a secret in the city, the two reporters looked at each other, and replied at the same time: "Fatal." ”

"Good. Mu Ziqian nodded with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth suddenly provoked a smile, and said, "Since you want to open it, don't touch this camera in the future." ”

The smile was retracted, and the cold eyes swept over the fingers of the two, Fu Feiyang suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the reporter's index finger was vigorously broken by him.

"Ahh

Qiu Jinghao in the car shuddered at the scene in front of her, and the two entertainers fell to the ground and wailed in pain, screaming and tearing apart the silent parking lot.

The deformed fingers reminded Qiu Jing that this is the real Mu Ziqian, cold-blooded and ruthless, and ruthless.

Mu Ziqian warned: "Next time you dare to take a sneak photo, it will be your neck that will be broken!"

The words were picked so clearly, the two Yuji just wanted to make some money, and it was not like losing their lives, so they endured the pain and said, "Don't dare...... I don't dare...... I won't dare to ...... again."

"Send them away. Mu Ziqian raised his hand, and the two reporters were dragged away from Mu's underground parking lot.

When the person walked away, Fu Feiyang beside him muttered a few words in his ear, Mu Ziqian nodded, and then turned around and got into the car.

The black silver charm drove out of the parking lot......

In the carriage, Qiu Jinghao sat on the other side of the window, keeping a distance from Mu Ziqian, holding the clip, in a defensive posture, staring at the street scene outside the window.

Mu Ziqian glanced at the empty space between the two, and said secretly in his heart, just don't treat him like this for the sake of those two reporters?

“…… Those people have to teach a lesson. He was silent for a long time and then said.

Qiu Jing's eyes were scattered, and she realized that Mu Ziqian's words were to her, and only replied with one word: "Oh." ”

He frowned, "Are you still angry?"

"......" Qiu Jinghao's eyes moved slightly, staring at a clown selling colorful balloons across the street, life should be beautiful and gorgeous, just like the face of a clown, even if it is bitter, he still smiles at it. And in Mu Ziqian's world, it seems that bloodthirsty and killing are common. The two have very different worldviews and values, and if she says it, he won't understand it.

"Nothing, you don't have to worry what I think. When the words fell, the clown handed a pink balloon into the child's hand, and the child's face showed a bright and innocent smile, Qiu Jing remembered Ming Jin, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and quickly retracted.

Mingjin, you can't grow around such people.