Chapter 1533
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Lin Hanxing raised his hand and ordered reporters.
Dumb uncle quietly went up to the other side to block the cloth away.
At the moment, I only heard a voice, which made the Tibetan mastiff crouching on both sides of Lin Hanxing shiver.
Magic sound pierces the ears!
“……”
“……”
“……”
It's not easy for a big man to cry so fresh and refined!
Half a minute passed
A minute went by
A minute and a half passed
"Shut up
Seeing the reporter did not want to stop, seven or eight voices sounded at the same time!
Deafening!
"Burp..."
Scared that reporter will come to the mouth of the howl, stiffly and swallow in the past.
A pair of red and swollen eyes swam back and forth on the fiery faces around, and finally settled on Lin Hanxing, who was calm and leisurely from beginning to end.
"I was going to photograph you..."
The reporter's voice is crying hoarse, but his words are amazing!
The next second, a sharp line of sight as lethal through the arrow, direct at the door.
The reporter trembled instinctively.
Wei looked up tremblingly, and soon looked at the owner of the line of sight.
God, let him die!
Thunder owl is full of awe, strong and strong, and his body is like a deadly shadow of the same way. He covers each other hard.
For a moment, the atmosphere in Li's villa was frozen and twisted. Rao, a Huaji man who was wandering in the river and lake, also swallowed his mouth subconsciously.
"Originally?"
With these two words falling, Lei Xiao's big palm is firmly on the reporter's shoulder.
It hurts
The reporter's face turned white with pain.
Yan Beixiao, who is holding a little pig, has an unstoppable schadenfreude in his eyes.
The crazy devil who protects his wife is angry!
"Ah Xiao, let him finish."
On the contrary, Lin Hanxing's expression was calm, without any anger.
Thunder owl cold swept an eye reporter, meaning to take warning, this just move big palm.
As if dead and alive again, the reporter's whole back was soaked with cold sweat.
"I've been photographing you for two weeks, and I haven't been photographing anything for two weeks. It's easy for me."
The more the reporter said, the more choked he became. It seems that he has the posture of wailing again.
How did he know that Lin Hanxing couldn't find any black material!
If it wasn't for the employer who said he would be killed if he couldn't take any more photos, he wouldn't be in a hurry to hand over Song Chenxi's photos!
It's hard to earn money, it's hard to eat shit!!!
Lin Hanxing slightly astringed his long eyelashes. He didn't know what he was thinking.
There was no real emotion on the face.
"Who is the employer?"
They held their breath for a while before they heard her speak again.
"I don't know! I only have a remittance account number! "
The reporter only wants to live now, where still cares about the other party's life and death!
Mouth quickly reported a long list of accounts.
"Liang."
The thunder owl's voice was low, and his heart trembled.
"Half a minute."
Liang Yuran's slender fingers swam quickly on the keyboard of his laptop. His cold face didn't have any expression fluctuation. He was proud and precious.
In less than half a minute, he had deciphered all the information about the account.
And languidly back in the sofa.
There's no challenge.
In turn, the information was sent to Lin Hanxing.
"Oh."
Who should she be.
Yan Beixiao hugged the little Xiang pig in his arms and heard that the bladder suddenly tightened.
Instantly recall the fear of being dominated by African mining!
Kidney pain!
"Baixi, Xibao..."
Lin Hanxing is holding the printed information in his hand, with a thin smile on his lips.
Grab the lighter by the side.
With a click, the fire jumped up from under the paper!
"Let's go!"
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Lin Hanxing raised his hand and ordered reporters.
Dumb uncle quietly went up to the other side to block the cloth away.
At the moment, I only heard a voice, which made the Tibetan mastiff crouching on both sides of Lin Hanxing shiver.
Magic sound pierces the ears!
“……”
“……”
“……”
It's not easy for a big man to cry so fresh and refined!
Half a minute passed
A minute went by
A minute and a half passed
"Shut up
Seeing the reporter did not want to stop, seven or eight voices sounded at the same time!
Deafening!
"Burp..."
Scared that reporter will come to the mouth of the howl, stiffly and swallow in the past.
A pair of red and swollen eyes swam back and forth on the fiery faces around, and finally settled on Lin Hanxing, who was calm and leisurely from beginning to end.
"I was going to photograph you..."
The reporter's voice is crying hoarse, but his words are amazing!
The next second, a sharp line of sight as lethal through the arrow, direct at the door.
The reporter trembled instinctively.
Wei looked up tremblingly, and soon looked at the owner of the line of sight.
God, let him die!
Thunder owl is full of awe, strong and strong, and his body is like a deadly shadow of the same way. He covers each other hard.
For a moment, the atmosphere in Li's villa was frozen and twisted. Rao, a Huaji man who was wandering in the river and lake, also swallowed his mouth subconsciously.
"Originally?"
With these two words falling, Lei Xiao's big palm is firmly on the reporter's shoulder.
It hurts
The reporter's face turned white with pain.
Yan Beixiao, who is holding a little pig, has an unstoppable schadenfreude in his eyes.
The crazy devil who protects his wife is angry!
"Ah Xiao, let him finish."
On the contrary, Lin Hanxing's expression was calm, without any anger.
Thunder owl cold swept an eye reporter, meaning to take warning, this just move big palm.
As if dead and alive again, the reporter's whole back was soaked with cold sweat.
"I've been photographing you for two weeks, and I haven't been photographing anything for two weeks. It's easy for me."
The more the reporter said, the more choked he became. It seems that he has the posture of wailing again.
How did he know that Lin Hanxing couldn't find any black material!
If it wasn't for the employer who said he would be killed if he couldn't take any more photos, he wouldn't be in a hurry to hand over Song Chenxi's photos!
It's hard to earn money, it's hard to eat shit!!!
Lin Hanxing slightly astringed his long eyelashes. He didn't know what he was thinking.
There was no real emotion on the face.
"Who is the employer?"
They held their breath for a while before they heard her speak again.
"I don't know! I only have a remittance account number! "
The reporter only wants to live now, where still cares about the other party's life and death!
Mouth quickly reported a long list of accounts.
"Liang."
The thunder owl's voice was low, and his heart trembled.
"Half a minute."
Liang Yuran's slender fingers swam quickly on the keyboard of his laptop. His cold face didn't have any expression fluctuation. He was proud and precious.
In less than half a minute, he had deciphered all the information about the account.
And languidly back in the sofa.
There's no challenge.
In turn, the information was sent to Lin Hanxing.
"Oh."
Who should she be.
Yan Beixiao hugged the little Xiang pig in his arms and heard that the bladder suddenly tightened.
Instantly recall the fear of being dominated by African mining!
Kidney pain!
"Baixi, Xibao..."
Lin Hanxing is holding the printed information in his hand, with a thin smile on his lips.
Grab the lighter by the side.
With a click, the fire jumped up from under the paper!
"Let's go!"
Lin Hanxing raised his hand and ordered reporters. Dumb uncle quietly went up to the other side to block the cloth away. At the moment, I only heard a voice, which made the Tibetan mastiff crouching on both sides of Lin Hanxing shiver. Magic sound pierces the ears! It's not easy for a big man to cry so fresh and refined! Half a minute passed A minute went by A minute and a half passed "Shut up Seeing the reporter did not want to stop, seven or eight voices sounded at the same time! Deafening! "Burp..." Scared that reporter will come to the mouth of the howl, stiffly and swallow in the past. A pair of red and swollen eyes swam back and forth on the fiery faces around, and finally settled on Lin Hanxing, who was calm and leisurely from beginning to end. "I was going to photograph you..." The reporter's voice is crying hoarse, but his words are amazing! The next second, a sharp line of sight as lethal through the arrow, direct at the door. The reporter trembled instinctively. Wei looked up tremblingly, and soon looked at the owner of the line of sight. God, let him die! Thunder owl is full of awe, strong and strong, and his body is like a deadly shadow of the same way. He covers each other hard. For a moment, the atmosphere in Li's villa was frozen and twisted. Rao, a Huaji man who was wandering in the river and lake, also swallowed his mouth subconsciously. "Originally?" With these two words falling, Lei Xiao's big palm is firmly on the reporter's shoulder. It hurts The reporter's face turned white with pain. Yan Beixiao, who is holding a little pig, has an unstoppable schadenfreude in his eyes. The crazy devil who protects his wife is angry! "Ah Xiao, let him finish." On the contrary, Lin Hanxing's expression was calm, without any anger. Thunder owl cold swept an eye reporter, meaning to take warning, this just move big palm. As if dead and alive again, the reporter's whole back was soaked with cold sweat. "I've been photographing you for two weeks, and I haven't been photographing anything for two weeks. It's easy for me." The more the reporter said, the more choked he became. It seems that he has the posture of wailing again. How did he know that Lin Hanxing couldn't find any black material! If it wasn't for the employer who said he would be killed if he couldn't take any more photos, he wouldn't be in a hurry to hand over Song Chenxi's photos! It's hard to earn money, it's hard to eat shit!!! Lin Hanxing slightly astringed his long eyelashes. He didn't know what he was thinking. There was no real emotion on the face. "Who is the employer?" They held their breath for a while before they heard her speak again. "I don't know! I only have a remittance account number! " The reporter only wants to live now, where still cares about the other party's life and death! Mouth quickly reported a long list of accounts. "Liang." The thunder owl's voice was low, and his heart trembled. "Half a minute." Liang Yuran's slender fingers swam quickly on the keyboard of his laptop. His cold face didn't have any expression fluctuation. He was proud and precious. In less than half a minute, he had deciphered all the information about the account. And languidly back in the sofa. There's no challenge. In turn, the information was sent to Lin Hanxing. "Oh." Who should she be. Yan Beixiao hugged the little Xiang pig in his arms and heard that the bladder suddenly tightened. Instantly recall the fear of being dominated by African mining! Kidney pain! "Baixi, Xibao..." Lin Hanxing is holding the printed information in his hand, with a thin smile on his lips. Grab the lighter by the side. With a click, the fire jumped up from under the paper! "Let's go!"
