Urban Romance

"Oh, Mr. Su Ke!" Comrade Reporter didn't seem to hear Su Ke's request at all, and the camera hung around his neck, but this time he closed the lens cap and stretched out Su Ke with a smile on his face. Hand: "Hello, I'm Fang Mingyuan, a reporter for Economic and Trade Weekly!"

"Delete the photo!" Su Ke didn't move, as if he didn't see his outstretched hand, so that Fang Mingyuan's hand stopped in the air, solitary.

However, Fang Mingyuan did not feel any embarrassment about Su Ke's attitude, and he frankly retracted his hand. This time, he still ignored Su Ke's request, and the smile on his face did not seem to change: "Come, please sit down!"

Su Ke suddenly felt that the person in front of him smiled a little strangely, especially when he asked him to delete the photo twice in a row, and he was completely unheard of, and even a little bit of strangeness did not appear, but he was sitting on the Diaoyutai. Jiang Taigong is very calm.

This is a trick that obviously wants to anger him, and Su Ke quickly realized it. From the moment the reporter pressed the shutter, every action seemed to stimulate his emotions, especially the smile on his face. It's too flat.

Fang Mingyuan had already sat down and looked up at Su Ke slightly. "Sit! It's a chance, I want to interview you for a day!"

Su Ke raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, his mouth slightly tilted up: "If your purpose is to make me angry, I can tell you that you did a great job!" There was a sudden smile when talking. His expression fell far into the eyes of these women, Luo Feiyan, and Su Ke was very happy to talk to reporters.

"Oh? Really? Can you tell me, what will happen to you when you get angry? I'm a little bit regretful now?" Fang Mingyuan's darkened face had a wonderful expression. On the one hand, his expression was intimidating. But there was a look of disdain in his eyes.

He wouldn't be indifferent when he saw the corner of Su Ke's mouth tremble, followed by reaching out to remove the camera from his neck.

Su Ke laughed and was harmless to humans and animals, and moved fast. By the time Fang Mingyuan reacted, the camera had fallen into Su Ke's hands, and he wanted to stand up to grab the camera, but Su Ke's left hand was firmly pressed on him. On the shoulders, there is a tremendous strength, like Sun Wukong was pressed under the Wuzhishan Mountain, and he couldn't move at all.

"Mr. Su Ke, are you robbing?" Fang Mingyuan couldn't stand up several times repeatedly, his dark complexion turned dark purple.

"No, I just want to see it!" Su Ke grabbed the camera with his right hand, and then lifted it in the air. When the voice didn't fall, he let go and dropped the object, and he heard a pop. The camera fell on the floor. Suddenly cracked.

They all say that photography is poor for three generations, and SLRs have ruined their lives. This sentence means that the photographic equipment is very expensive. As a reporter, the camera is the guy who eats. If you want to be good at work, you must first sharpen it. Fang Mingyuan's camera is naturally excellent and expensive.

In addition, most of the reporters of the newspapers used the cameras they bought out of their own pockets. Fang Mingyuan looked at the Nikon lenses that he bought last month. The lenses worth more than 70,000 fell to the ground, and even the lenses flew out. My heart is bleeding.

He was introduced to blame, but threw a mockery at Su Ke, which successfully aroused his anger value, but why the plot did not follow the routine, how could he smash the camera he bought with his own money Too!

"You ----!" As soon as Fang Mingyuan was about to speak, he saw Su Ke lift his feet slightly, and then stepped on the camera gently. The next moment, he heard a click sound, the camera with a metal body turned out to be It was directly crushed by Su Ke, and Mingyuan wanted to die below. The camera plus the lens was 200,000 small.

But he didn't seem to think that Su Ke could flatten the camera with one foot, how much energy it takes to do it!

Su Ke pressed his left hand on Fang Mingyuan's shoulder, making him unable to move and stepping on the camera. Then he turned to look at the people behind him. In fact, Su Ke already felt that someone behind him was wrong, and Not good intentions.

Hearing dialectics is not just a skill to listen to the roots of the wall. It can also catch other people's gas machines. A diner behind a table eating is already standing when Su Ke dropped the camera on the ground.

It seemed to have drank a little, and his face turned red: "Boy, the skin is itchy! Make trouble here!" One of the tall men, walking, rubbing his fists, followed by three men, menacing.

Su Ke had long thought that things were not so simple. These people were obviously unwilling. Seeing this posture, they wanted to do something, let go of Fang Mingyuan's shoulder, and turned to look at them.

Fang Mingyuan was already stupid and the camera was ruined. This time the boss promised a reward that could n’t even buy a cheap lens. He sat in a chair blankly, looked up at Su Ke, squeezed his fist tightly, and stood up to Backing back, it seemed that Su Ke had been beaten for a while.

Three steps, two steps, those four people are getting closer!

"Let me give you Songsongpi!" After the tall and tall man finished speaking, he punched Su Ke with a punch.

"Huh!" Su Ke snorted coldly, his feet changed strength, his body changed, and he rushed over, but it seemed to stand back again in an instant, and then the wailing of the four people sounded.

All four of them fell to the ground. They didn't even touch Su Ke's clothes. Everyone was hit by Su Ke on the lower abdomen. The fierce blow caused them to lose their ability to move instantly. Vomit.

Until then, other people in the restaurant found someone fighting, and hurriedly flashed to the side. Luo Feiyan all stood up, afraid of Su Ke being hurt, but seeing this scene, but did not know what to do. Is good.

Su Ke's face did not change, not even his breathing changed. He looked at the four people who fell to the ground, suddenly raised his arms, and pointed in the direction of the stairs.

The location of the stairway is not conspicuous, but a man is also holding a camera and is ready to shoot Su Ke being beaten. However, things suddenly turn out like this, suddenly caught off guard.

This is a game. Su Ke can be sure that they came here on their own. Since the other party's intentions are sinister, naturally they cannot sit still.

"Go! Whoever asked you to come, tell him, don't play with fire **!" Su Ke's words did not know who to tell, Fang Mingyuan had been hiding far away, looked at the scene in surprise, took out his mobile phone , We must report upwards.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!" Su Ke heard someone applauding and turned his head. A young man in casual clothes, about twenty-four years old, walked over with a smile, and then Standing in front of Su Ke: "Su Ke! Hello, I'm Kong Zhongmou, get to know!"