Chapter 62: The boss is actually a dead house? (16)

He hadn't had time to see the spring yet.

A strong wind hit, and Que Zhou kicked the man's wrist with a kick.

The pain was so great that he let out a scream instantly.

The camera in his hand was tossed high with the force of Que Zhou's feet.

Subsequently, it fell firmly into the hands of Que Zhou.

Her movements were extremely clean and neat, and before everyone could even react, Que Zhou had already flipped through the photos in the camera.

found that in addition to her, this person has photographed quite a few women.

Male cose

And I didn't let it go.

A normal photographer would never shoot these angles.

Que Zhou held up the camera and showed the photo he had just taken to everyone.

The photos from the bottom up are as obscene as they are, and this photographer is still wearing a mask, but it looks normal, wearing glasses, and even looks a little polite.

But the photos in the camera don't lie.

Someone in the crowd suddenly said, "I know this photographer!" He seems to take these pictures a lot and sell them! ”

"You fart!" The pierced photographer jerked back, trying to get up.

But Que Zhou stepped on him again with one foot.

Several girls next to him muttered distressedly, "Don't step on him, Lord Diruo, you stepped on him cheaply." ”

I don't feel sorry for the person who is being stepped on, but I feel sorry for the person who stepped on the person's foot.

Que Zhou crouched down in front of him and handed him the camera, "You delete it in front of us now, otherwise I'll call the police now." ”

The man was used to hearing this, and he sneered, "If you have the ability, you can call the police, I just took pictures, what did I do wrong?" ”

"You violated my personal privacy."

"Laughing to death, are you legally blind? I just took your photos, and I didn't use your photos for commercial use, whether or not I disseminated your photos, which does not constitute an infringement of hidden rights. ”

The man's clothes were not afraid of boiling water, and then he said, "You cose."

, wearing so little, without our photographer to take pictures of you, you can still be popular? Isn't it just a bunch of rubbers, talking to me here. ”

As soon as these words came out, they instantly aroused the public indignation of many people around.

Several of them were about to rush up and beat the man.

In the end, if it really makes a big deal out of it, the scene will be very chaotic.

Que Zhou raised his hand to turn on the camera, and then pressed the man who was about to get up again with one hand.

She smiled, and the undercurrent in her eyes made him feel terrified for a moment.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

"Why don't you do it, shoot you, it shouldn't matter, right?"

With that, the shutter was pressed in her hand, and with a somewhat crazy and indifferent smile on her face, she enveloped the man with absolute momentum, and he couldn't even say a word.

Someone raised their camera next to him and filmed the scene.

Subsequently, Que Zhou exported the two photos to his mobile phone, deleting all the photos in his camera, leaving only his frightened face still inside.

Little Sesame snorted: "Sister, you still took a good picture of him, phew." ”

The camera was thrown on the man's body.

She looked down condescendingly, "Don't get out of here." ”

The man who was still arrogant just now picked up the camera in an instant, and left the scene with a roll.

When leaving, Xiao Sesame clearly saw a strange red light flashing in the man's camera.

"Sister, did you put some kind of curse in this man's camera?"

Que Zhou nodded, and shook his head again: "It's not a curse, it's just that he added something good to his camera." ”

It's just a camera that can make this man's ...... It's just a ghost.

Whoever made her the ruler of the Infernal Hell, let him see the evil spirits and ghosts, and fight violence with violence, is what she likes to do the most.

As the man was chased away, applause erupted in applause.

The man just now often mingled in various large and small comic exhibitions to take some photos that were more marginal, and then posted them on the Internet, selling them for five or ten yuan a piece, or dozens of yuan, to make a profit.

It's not that no one wants to call the police, but just like the man himself said, he didn't spread it when he filmed, so there was no way to constitute a crime at all.

In addition, even if it is a small comic exhibition, there are still a lot of people, and many people will choose to make a big thing into a small thing, as if they were bitten by a mosquito.

But Que Zhou is not the kind of person who will turn big things into small ones.

After all, even if the sky falls, she can make up for it again.

Anything big or small, something that has happened to her is a big thing.

After the stinking man crawled away, he left the venue with his camera in a scolding manner.

There are four venues in the Comic Con, and he wiped his face and said all the swear words in anger.

"When you become a b, you have to set up a memorial arch, phew."

"If you don't let me shoot, I won't shoot? Do you really think you think of yourself as a policeman? ”

"Stinky."

He finally squeezed in, so naturally it was impossible to say that if he didn't shoot, he wouldn't shoot.

There are also many old customers waiting for him to sell them after taking photos this time.

The man wiped the lens and found that all the photos he had just taken had been deleted, and he cursed angrily.

When he arrived at the new venue, he picked up his camera.

Through the lens of the camera, the crowded venue in front of me seems to have changed places.

Dilapidated, eerie.

The dim light revealed the word weird everywhere.

The man was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, and then took off the camera suddenly, and the appearance of people coming and going was still in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes, could it be that he stayed up late last night and hallucinated in his eyes?

Yes, it must be that I didn't sleep last night.

He took a deep breath and raised the camera again.

This time, there is no scary and eerie image in the camera.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to press the shutter when all the passers-by who were walking in the camera suddenly stopped.

Everything in his ears seemed to be far away from him.

The whole world fell silent.

In the camera, passers-by slowly turn their heads, and everyone stares directly at the man through the camera.

He screamed in fright and threw the camera out.

The camera almost hit a child in the past, and then was firmly grasped by a large hand.

"Li Zhu, call the police."

Lin Yi grabbed the camera, and Li Zhu was shocked by the smooth movement just now.

Shock is shock, and the things ordered by the boss still have to be explained.

From the bottom of the man's skirt just now, he and the boss were next to him.

This man is also unlucky.

It's okay to run into Que Zhou, and then meet the boss, a single dog who has just opened his mind for more than 20 years.

Isn't this the end of the calf hitting the muzzle of the gun?

But he also spit on this man's behavior.

"Boss, I've already called the police."

"Then call the bodyguards and watch him, and don't allow him to leave this place for half a step before the police come."