The motorcycle braked suddenly, and the man with the camera in the back stumbled off the motorcycle, and the camera also broke off.

"Mr. Feng ......" motorcycle driver still dared to move, spread his hands, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Feng Hao put away his gun, stepped forward and kicked the man on the ground a few times, and then stretched out his hand and pulled the motorcycle driver out of the car and threw him on the ground.

He stepped on the man's face, and his fierce eyes showed a bloodthirsty cold light: "I like to explode people's privacy?"

"Don't dare, don't dare...... It was Miss Xia who said, Mr. Feng, you are her boyfriend, so we ......" The man begged for mercy in fear, "It's just a mouthful of food, Mr. Feng, we promise, absolutely not...... Yes...... Scribbling ......"

Feng Hao's leather shoes stepped hard, and the man's mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't speak.

"Tell the truth!" said Feng Hao in a deep voice.

"Yes...... Someone gave the money and gave the photo......" The photographer man lying on the ground took a breath and slowly opened his mouth, "Mr. Feng, we don't know about Miss Xia's relationship with you, she said it herself, and we only knew." ”

"We don't believe it...... So ...... "motorcycle drivers regret it, those smart people have gone to chase Xia Yucheng, they are bold to see what news is available here in Fenghao."

It's good now, I dug a pit and buried myself.

"It's not just us who collects money, but there are other ...... Peer...... That's why the matter is so big, "The photographer knows that if he doesn't tell the truth, he will die, so he almost tells it all, "We don't know who paid for it, but it's ......"

Yan Ziqing came over and attached to Feng Hao's ear and said, "That's what everyone caught, who is the mastermind, it should be found out soon." ”

Feng Hao squinted his eyes slightly, a little heartbroken, why every time he wasn't by Xia Yucheng's side, something would happen?

"She's my woman, understand?" he lifted his foot and kicked the man's abdomen, and the man curled up in pain, "You her, you just me, do you want to die?"

"Got it...... Got it...... Mr. Feng, spare us, we don't want to die...... "Mom! I knew this was the case, and I wouldn't have given him a hundred guts!"

Shaking and shaking, the man couldn't hold back, and his pants were wet.

……

Vehicles passing by did not dare to stop, because there was a Bentley Elegance 728 limited edition worth tens of millions of dollars, with an annual production of only three cars. The black Aston Martin DBS is also nearly five million, and even those all-colored entourage cars, black Mercedes-Benz are not less than two million.

Those who can own these luxury cars are either rich or expensive, and the one who was beaten can know what he does at a glance. The paparazzi who explode people's privacy generally have a bad reputation.

Therefore, the cars passed by one by one, but no one dared to stop, and they didn't want to cause trouble.

At this time, Zhu Huan took out the memory card from the broken camera on the ground and handed it to Feng Hao's hand.

"Strip them naked! Tomorrow's major TV news and newspapers, they are the headlines!" Feng Hao held the memory card tightly, said coldly, and turned to leave.

Those who dare to touch him, he will make them regret living in this world.

……

To Fenghao's surprise, Xia Yucheng was not by the moat, he stood on the steps, looking at the sparkling river flowing slowly in the sun, and roared in a suppressed voice: "Where are you?"

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