More than ten minutes later, another small car entered the Huang family's house, but two young men came down, one with a beard and the other with a fat face, full of pimples, which was daunting.

The two men came in with cameras on their backs, lights and long handles for shooting flashes, and swaggered: "Hey, where are the people?" ”

Zhang Han was lying on the sofa resting, and Matsui Yingmei was massaging his feet beside him, although Zhang Han's feet could be used as biological weapons, just now made Wan Zilang, the deputy head of the military command, dizzy, but she was unmoved, with a sweet and happy smile on her face.

"Hayi!"

Matsui Yingmei shook at Zhang Han, smiled, and walked out.

When Zhang Han sat up, Matsui Yingmei had already led the two young men in the image of photojournalists.

Seeing the scene in the room, seeing Matsui Yingmei, seeing Zhang Han, seeing Wan Zilang who was kicked in the corner and unconscious, and seeing Huang Jun who was trembling, they were taken aback: "Hey, what's the matter with you?" ”

Matsui Yingmei smiled coldly: "Who are you?" ”

The obese man with pimples on his face said in surprise: "We're photographers, aren't we calling here to say who is celebrating their birthday and taking a family photo in advance?" ”

Another bearded young man complained about the pimples: "I just said don't come, people at the street corner say there are gunshots, I'm afraid that in addition to the accident, or something happened to the people from the police yamen, let us take pictures, I won't let you come, you have to come, how about it?" Tricked by someone, right? Walk! ”

The pimple photographer said: "If you want to go, you go, I won't go, I haven't asked clearly, what are you doing?" ”

The two quarreled.

Matsui Yingmei was stunned for a moment, looked at the two of them, and raised her hand angrily: "Yaga, get out!" The farther you go, the better! ”

The young man with pimples refused to leave: "Hey, young man, how are you scolding?" You're so presumptuous! ”

The bearded young man hurriedly pulled his arm: "Go, let's go out to do business, don't make trouble, go, it's not this one, it must be another, let's look for it, right?" ”

Matsui smiled, walked up to the pimple man, and slapped his hand: "Sir, what did you just say about me?" Name-calling? Licentious? ”

The bearded young man hurriedly apologized, and pulled his acne-laden companion away, and the pimple-ed man was indignantly pulled away, backwards, and one foot had already exited the door of the living room of the building.

"Slow!" Zhang Han stood up.

The man with pimples immediately stopped and said angrily: "Hey, friend, teach your friend well, and speak politely in the future!" ”

Zhang Han bowed deeply: "Please sit down, I have something important to say!" ”

The man with pimples was stunned for a moment, looked at the bearded man, and the man with the beard immediately nodded, came in with pimples, and stood on the other side: "Big brother, there are two people in your room, we will definitely not say it, absolutely not say it!" We are businessmen, no matter what else you do, you can rest assured. ”

Matsui Yingmei looked at Zhang Han with disgust: "Sir, let these two useless people go away quickly!" Don't delay our big business! ”

Zhang Han smiled: "Daughter-in-law, you sit on the sofa, it is important to protect the fetus, I just want to take a few photos, people are here, it is fate." ”

Seeing Zhang Han's eyes, Matsui Yingmei quickly sat down on the sofa obediently, and pouted again: "Who is pregnant, still protect the fetus, cut!" ”

Zhang Han walked up to two men who looked very ordinary, very vulgar, and even a little disgusting: "Come on, hurry up and prepare, take a few photos, my daughter-in-law is not an ordinary person, it turns out to be a beautiful woman in Japan!" ”

The two young men glanced at each other slightly, a little embarrassed: "Sir, Mei Agency?" Now, Little Japan is beating our Songhu, and people all over the world are catching devil spies, do you dare to marry her? ”

Zhang Han smiled and took out some silver dollars: "It's okay, keep taking pictures, I have a big reward!" ”

The two young men could only shake their heads and sigh, one put the spotlight in order and held the long handle, and the other set up the camera, covered his head with a cloth, and began to shoot.

At this time, Zhang Han patted the pimple man holding the long handle of the magnesium lamp, slid directly off his shoulder, slid to his back, and hugged his waist.

"You? Throw it away! "The pimple man's face is about to explode, and he is red and purple because of anger, which is thrilling to watch.

Over there, on the sofa, Matsui Yingmei was already frowning, looking at Zhang Han's arm sadly.

Zhang Han smiled: "Young man, the water snake waist is good, I like it!" ”

"Get out of here!" The pimple woman quickly broke free of Zhang Han's arm and fell backwards to the right.

Zhang Han smiled, turned around and came to the left again, and patted his hand on the back of the bearded man.

The person was adjusting the lens and light with his head blindfolded, and quickly struggled out, angry: "Sir, please respect yourself!" I'm a man too! I'm shooting! ”

Zhang Han laughed and slapped him on his ass like lightning: "Okay, come on, I'm optimistic about you!" ”

The bearded man glared at Zhang Han with a snort, and burrowed into the cloth again.

Over there, on the sofa, Matsui Yingmei stood up, her cheeks flushed, and she was already jealous: "Hey, sir, since they are married to you, they will definitely make your life happy, you don't need to be hungry!" ”

Zhang Han shrugged his shoulders and looked a little embarrassed: "Daughter-in-law, continue to take pictures, the main reason is that I think these two young men are strong and vigorous, very envious, and forget their feelings for a while!" ”

Zhang Han immediately adjusted the sunglasses he was wearing.

He glanced at the two of them, suddenly rushed to the bearded man who was adjusting the camera and the light, flew up, kicked him in the calf, kicked him upside down, grabbed it with his hands, flipped it, hugged him in front of him, grabbed his throat with his fingers, and was already facing the pimpled man.

"Sir, brother!" Matsui jumped up suddenly.

Zhang Han sighed.

The pimple man with the long handle of the flash in his hand quickly turned to Zhang Han, "Put him down, what are you going to do?" Even if you are robbers who kill people and steal goods, you can't kill people when you see them, right? There's a way to steal, right? ”

As he spoke, he turned the flash around and aimed it at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han hurriedly shoved the grabbed beard forward as a shield.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Sir, brother, leave that ugly bastard behind and let them go away! Matsui Yingmei said to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han smiled: "Miss Matsui Yingmei, do you really want to meet your cronies, the best spy Minushima Reiko?" ”

Matsui Yingmei was stunned: "Where?" ”

Zhang Han pinched his throat in his hand, and shook his beard around his waist slightly: "It's her!" ”

Matsui Yingmei suddenly exclaimed: "Impossible! ”

Zhang Han didn't talk to her, because, after being administered medicine and acupuncture, her IQ and feeling would decrease a lot for a period of time, and she was no longer the Matsui Yingmei she used to be.

Blowing in the ear of the imprisoned beard, Zhang Han said, "Nandao Yunzi, hello! ”

(End of chapter)