Chapter 182: The Real Game 3

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The reporter smiled contemptuously, ready to reach into the folder and rummage through it.

"Hackers...... Help me... Take Huafeng photos ...... Take it ......" The hacker kept talking to himself, and saw the right time, and at the moment when the reporter's hand reached in, his hand that was not holding his head also reached in, photo! Photo! Photo!

Got something! The hacker grabbed it without thinking about it, pulled it out, and pressed it on the ground half a meter away at the speed of falling......

Lin Xie's entrustment was still echoing in his ears, and he glanced at the photo secretly and sighed steadily......

After a while, the hysterical shouts of reporters came from behind him, and he found the crazy photo, which was already on the ground where everyone was not paying attention, and was quietly moved by hackers to Lin Xie's feet.

Lin Xie saw that everything had been decided, and in order to give Xiongyu TV a heavy blow, he asked the stewardess to convey a few more words.

Zhao Nianci saw Lin Xie muttering quietly, and after a few seconds, Hua Feng on the stage said it completely and completely.

She tugged Lin Xie's back, but she didn't dare to say anything, on the one hand, he was surprised that there was no major incident, the reporter had no photos, and on the other hand, he was afraid of disturbing Lin Xie, because what happened in the past few minutes seemed to be related to the man in front of him with his back to him.

He seems to be in a conversation with something he is very unfamiliar with.

Lin Xie has always given him a sense of cold distance between life and death, which is also the reason why Zhao Nianci is always panting in his heart, and he always feels that Lin Xie will suddenly have nothing to do with him at a certain moment.

Lin Xie put his hands behind his back and took her hand.

Zhao Nianci felt the warmth from his palm, as well as the thin sweat of his palm, the uneasiness in his heart eased, and the other hand wrapped around his big hand, leaving his doubts behind.

"Hoo ......"

Lin Xie let out a sigh, bent down diagonally, quickly picked up the photo, and stuffed it into his arms.

He stood up to welcome Timo and Hua Feng, who didn't understand anything, off the stage.

He said to the crowd, "Go." ā€

In front of him at this time, after losing Timo, his eyes returned to a human look, but he seemed to be a little stupid, as well as Zhao Nianci, who was worried in his eyes, and Song Yixue, who never cared.

Lin Xie was still holding Zhao Nianci's hand.

Zhao Nianci felt that Lin Xie's footsteps were a little unsteady, and it was vaguely visible that his body was trembling slightly, as if he had experienced something thrilling.

She leaned her body against Lin Xie and wrapped her other hand around his arm.

"Thank you."

Lin Xie seemed to be talking to himself, and he said to the hacker stewardess who reappeared beside him, the most important thing is Zhao Nianci.

"Me? Not exactly me, right? ā€

Zhao Nianci squeezed the tense muscles of Lin Xie's arm, half-supported, and continued to walk under the gaze of everyone.

Lin Xie had a stump in his heart, he knew that it was impossible to hide his secret forever, but Nianci was his own person, what about Song Yixue?

He peeked at Song Yixue.

She's still stupidly playing with her phone while walking.

It should be okay......

The waiter at the door helped open the door, looking at Hua Feng in awe, in everyone's opinion, Hua Feng, who was wronged, should have a reason for him to leave, and it was enough to be admirable if he could say those calm words.

Unbeknownst to everyone, it was the words of the Linchet organization, and the whole time, he was like a thread puller, rolling the miserable tires that were originally all wound up towards a narrow alley with an Eskimo.

They walked out of the auditorium, still with countless eyes on themselves and others, followed by a large number of reporters, for some reporters, what happened after the anchor conference was far less enthusiastic than Eskimo TV.

If you think about it, everything that is news is related to them......

They wanted to ask some questions, but no matter how they asked, the group of people were silent.

The gentleman driver didn't park at the door, he was just waiting quietly at the door.

He watched in surprise as his employer hurriedly came out and greeted him.

"Bring the car over now?"

Hua Feng said with a hippie smile: "Suitable! ā€

The driver looked at his employer's reaction as he had never reacted before, stunned for a moment, and left with small steps, and after a few minutes, his seven-seater business car stopped in front of everyone.

Everyone finally shook off the reporter and sat in the car.

Isolated from the hot air, as soon as the hot and cold air replaces, Hua Feng's nose is itchy.

"Haqiu!"

With a violent sneeze, Timo floated his bloody body out of his eyes, crossing Erlang's legs in mid-air.

"Mr. Hua, do you turn off the air conditioner?" The driver started the car, and the slow speed was on the road, because a reporter was still knocking on the window, and a bunch of questions spilled into the car through the window.

"Hmm......" Hua Feng shook his head, he looked at his hand, touched his face, he seemed to be different, but he couldn't find the difference, and said to the driver: "No need." ā€

Lin Xie had been secretly watching his reaction, and when he saw that he was not unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Teemo sat on his head, the boy was arrogant and getting more and more crazy, but the hacker sat by the window, silent.

When the reporters saw nothing, they sighed and left in frustration.

"Go to Mr. Lin's house first." Hua Feng felt that his heart and mind were empty, and what happened before seemed to have disappeared a little, and all that was left was his understanding of the current situation.

Satisfactorily settled, now it's time to go home.

The car drove towards Liujiayao, and the people in the car were hiding things in their hearts, but they couldn't say it because there was a third party.

They need a private environment to ask their inner questions in order to get along without barriers.

Especially when Zhao Nianci discovered that Lin Xie was grotesque.

Lin Xie sent her on WeChat: "No matter what, I won't hurt you." ā€

"Uh-huh." Zhao Nianci replied, and received a love below.

Song Yixue's hand struggled to knock on the phone, Timo lay on Lin Xie's head, yawned, looked at Song Yixue, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and instead, stretched a lazy waist on Lin Xie's head, turned over and continued to sleep, the bubbles in his nostrils were big and small.

The stewardess sat next to Linche as she grabbed Timo by the tail and threw him out the window......

Lin Xie was startled, he was still a little afraid that Timo really wouldn't be able to find it.

But Timo didn't take half a second, and then came back with his fat buttocks, he pouted, but he didn't blame Stewardess Zhao.

He was lying between the legs of the flight attendant in black stockings, looking like a nail household.

The stewardess's eyes changed, her arms stretched out, and she seemed to be about to swatt him like a fly.

Timo immediately surrendered with his hands and shouted, "If you don't let me go, I'll go to Lin Xie." ā€

The stewardess's hands froze in mid-air, as if weighing......

She slowly lowered her hand, pinched it on Timo's body, gave him a charming pillow knee, and said with a suffocating fire, "Then you will always walk on my lap." ā€

Then, Teemo's screams were heard, and he was crushed between his legs by the flight attendant.

"Ah!!h

Is......

Lin Xie's nervousness was much soothed by them, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Timo shouted, "Ring down. Healthy! ā€