Chapter 1727: 1727
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"There's another person -"
sitting on the tree, holding the camera with a long focal length lens waiting for the shooting opportunity, Yuri Cortez heard the abrupt voice, his whole body trembled, his face was ugly, his eyes slowly looked down to the tree in panic.
Only three big men in black suits appeared under the tree where he was. Two of them were looking up at him with a sneer on their faces. The other one was bending down to look for something on the ground. He was also looking up at him when he straightened up slowly.
"Only two footprints were found."
Standing under the tree and looking up with a sneer, Michael raised his hand and pressed the earpiece, then began to report: "I have seen the guest, but there is another one who is no longer here."
When the report was finished, Michael looked up and smiled at the stupefied tou photographer who was still in the tree: "friends on the tree, come down, let's talk."
"Don't... No, don't get me wrong, I
"Gudong --"
Yuri, who wanted to say something else, looked at the man in black who had just talked and raised a pistol. The black hole was aimed at him, and his face was pale with fear. His whole body trembled and raised his hands.
"This is a private territory. You are trespassing now. According to the castle law, I am killing you now, and you are responsible for it!"
"No, don't shoot. I mean nothing. I'm just a reporter... I, I'll be right down. Please don't shoot. "
Yuri in the tree was totally shocked when he heard the other side's words. Of course, he knew that he was good at breaking into private territory and deserved to be killed. At this time, where else could he care? It's good to keep his life temporarily. Although he was killed, this bodyguard may have a little trouble, but for the richest man in the world behind him, it's nothing.
Looking at each other's cold, indifferent eyes to life, Yuri knew that the other party might kill him without hesitation. So, he took the camera off his neck and slowly lowered it with the belt. When he saw a bodyguard under the tree raising his hand, he released his hand. The other party caught the falling camera very accurately, but Yuri was pale Climb down the tree, after landing, back to the tree, ugly face out of a smile, holding up his hands to signal his harmless.
"It's quite professional. I know how to camouflage. Lucky clothes. Ha ~ you know, you're the only one. In fact, I can kill you directly on the opposite side!" Michael put the gun back into the holster and said with a sneer and a cold look.
Yuri was really scared. When he was about to say something, the bodyguard who was looking at the camera said in a cold voice, "is that all?"
"Yes, yes, that's all. Really, I didn't lie
"Bang!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Just at this time, a gunshot made Yuri fall to the ground, holding his head and crying with trembling.
Michael and two other bodyguards looked at each other and knew something was wrong on the other side.
"Take it back first." Michael looked at the shivering paparazzi huddled up in fright, with an expression of disgust on his face. He raised his foot and kicked the other guy. He shouted in a cold voice, "shut up!"
"Whoops --"
Yuri curled up in fear. His eyes were frightened. He covered his mouth to death. He knew that it must have happened to Rolando. Thinking that Rolando might have been killed, he was even more scared. He thought there that things would be like this. He just wanted to take some pictures and earn some money. How could he lose his life Tears and snivels ran across, legs trembling and being dragged out of the woods by two bodyguards.
When Michael and his party dragged Yuri back to the mansion, they saw a black SUV parked in the yard with its rear window broken, and Yuri's face became more ugly and his face more frightened.
Michael went around to look at the windshield that had been shot through. He didn't find any blood. When he knew that no one had been killed, he motioned to the other two people and they walked to the garage.
In the garage at this time, his face was bloodless, his hands were shaking with a cup of coffee, his legs were shaking, and Rolando, whose pants were soaked by Niao, was full of horror memories of bullets whistling past his face. At that moment, he thought he was really going to die, and he didn't think that the other side really dared to shoot him. He wanted to drive away When he saw the car in front of him standing in the way, he had to stop, open the door, kneel on the ground with his hands held high, and no longer resist.
What can I do to take more valuable photos, sell them to paparazzi agency, leave Los Angeles with money, live a rich life...
Now it seems that what I thought before is a joke. When the bullet just shot through the windshield, Rolando vowed that if he could be safe this time, he would never be a paparazzi or a tou.
"Back."
Rolando, who was in a stupidity, heard the leader who had been drinking coffee and laughing at him. He shivered involuntarily, and looked back in fear."Hoo --"
is still alive! I wish I were alive...
Seeing that Yuri was not dead, Rolando's fear was relieved a little, until he had another chair beside him, and saw that Yuri, who was also alive and with wide eyes, was sitting on the chair by the other side.
"Coffee." Martin smiled and poured a cup of coffee for the new "guest" and sent it to the other side.
"Thank you... Thank you. " Yuri shook his hands, and Lulu begged to take the coffee cup.
"How about a taste? There's nothing to entertain you. However, this is the top Blue Mountain coffee, which can't be enjoyed by ordinary people." Martin leaned back on the workbench with many tools, smiled and raised his coffee cup.
"Very, very well... Thank you, sir. "
"Thank you, sir."
Two pale faced paparazzi, like a good baby after a drink, all squeezed out a smile, thank Martin.
"Well, I don't need to thank you. You're guests. That's right, though you're uninvited guests." Martin put down his coffee cup with a smile and looked at the two people lightly and said: "so, two friends, can you tell me what happened? Your name, who are you employed by, or which faction? "
"No, no, sir, don't get me wrong. We are paparazzi and are not employed by anyone. We just want to take some photos and sell some money. There is no other purpose..."
"Sir, really, we are the bottom of Hollywood. We are never employed by anyone..."
Hearing the question raised by the person in charge who had been smiling all the time, Yuri and Roland were so scared that they rushed to explain it anxiously. However, they knew that the concept of intentional tracking was totally different from that of intentional tracking. The other person was the richest man in the world. Once the other person thought that he was being instructed to track Andy Smith, the matter would be really big.
Want to kidnap? Or want to assassinate?
If they don't know what to say, they will be sent to God.
"Sit down!"
Martin looked at the two men who had stood up, opened their teeth and claws, and explained in a panic, with a slight frown.
Yuri and Rolando just shivered. They were like ducks pinched by their necks. They sat down in their chairs honestly. Their eyes were full of prayer and panic. They looked at Martin, who was indifferent. They dared not say anything.
"What do I ask, what do you answer, name --"
......
Half an hour later, Martin met Andy in his study.
"Boss, it's basically confirmed that the two of them are free paparazzi. They didn't sign up for the newspaper. They didn't follow the boss either. Last week, they wanted to take a chance because they found Miss Scarlett's address. They wanted to steal some photos, sell some money and stay on the hillside opposite the house for five days..."
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"There's another person -"
sitting on the tree, holding the camera with a long focal length lens waiting for the shooting opportunity, Yuri Cortez heard the abrupt voice, his whole body trembled, his face was ugly, his eyes slowly looked down to the tree in panic.
Only three big men in black suits appeared under the tree where he was. Two of them were looking up at him with a sneer on their faces. The other one was bending down to look for something on the ground. He was also looking up at him when he straightened up slowly.
"Only two footprints were found."
Standing under the tree and looking up with a sneer, Michael raised his hand and pressed the earpiece, then began to report: "I have seen the guest, but there is another one who is no longer here."
When the report was finished, Michael looked up and smiled at the stupefied tou photographer who was still in the tree: "friends on the tree, come down, let's talk."
"Don't... No, don't get me wrong, I
"Gudong --"
Yuri, who wanted to say something else, looked at the man in black who had just talked and raised a pistol. The black hole was aimed at him, and his face was pale with fear. His whole body trembled and raised his hands.
"This is a private territory. You are trespassing now. According to the castle law, I am killing you now, and you are responsible for it!"
"No, don't shoot. I mean nothing. I'm just a reporter... I, I'll be right down. Please don't shoot. "
Yuri in the tree was totally shocked when he heard the other side's words. Of course, he knew that he was good at breaking into private territory and deserved to be killed. At this time, where else could he care? It's good to keep his life temporarily. Although he was killed, this bodyguard may have a little trouble, but for the richest man in the world behind him, it's nothing.
Looking at each other's cold, indifferent eyes to life, Yuri knew that the other party might kill him without hesitation. So, he took the camera off his neck and slowly lowered it with the belt. When he saw a bodyguard under the tree raising his hand, he released his hand. The other party caught the falling camera very accurately, but Yuri was pale Climb down the tree, after landing, back to the tree, ugly face out of a smile, holding up his hands to signal his harmless.
"It's quite professional. I know how to camouflage. Lucky clothes. Ha ~ you know, you're the only one. In fact, I can kill you directly on the opposite side!" Michael put the gun back into the holster and said with a sneer and a cold look.
Yuri was really scared. When he was about to say something, the bodyguard who was looking at the camera said in a cold voice, "is that all?"
"Yes, yes, that's all. Really, I didn't lie
"Bang!"
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Just at this time, a gunshot made Yuri fall to the ground, holding his head and crying with trembling.
Michael and two other bodyguards looked at each other and knew something was wrong on the other side.
"Take it back first." Michael looked at the shivering paparazzi huddled up in fright, with an expression of disgust on his face. He raised his foot and kicked the other guy. He shouted in a cold voice, "shut up!"
"Whoops --"
Yuri curled up in fear. His eyes were frightened. He covered his mouth to death. He knew that it must have happened to Rolando. Thinking that Rolando might have been killed, he was even more scared. He thought there that things would be like this. He just wanted to take some pictures and earn some money. How could he lose his life Tears and snivels ran across, legs trembling and being dragged out of the woods by two bodyguards.
When Michael and his party dragged Yuri back to the mansion, they saw a black SUV parked in the yard with its rear window broken, and Yuri's face became more ugly and his face more frightened.
Michael went around to look at the windshield that had been shot through. He didn't find any blood. When he knew that no one had been killed, he motioned to the other two people and they walked to the garage.
In the garage at this time, his face was bloodless, his hands were shaking with a cup of coffee, his legs were shaking, and Rolando, whose pants were soaked by Niao, was full of horror memories of bullets whistling past his face. At that moment, he thought he was really going to die, and he didn't think that the other side really dared to shoot him. He wanted to drive away When he saw the car in front of him standing in the way, he had to stop, open the door, kneel on the ground with his hands held high, and no longer resist.
What can I do to take more valuable photos, sell them to paparazzi agency, leave Los Angeles with money, live a rich life...
Now it seems that what I thought before is a joke. When the bullet just shot through the windshield, Rolando vowed that if he could be safe this time, he would never be a paparazzi or a tou.
"Back."
Rolando, who was in a stupidity, heard the leader who had been drinking coffee and laughing at him. He shivered involuntarily, and looked back in fear."Hoo --"
is still alive! I wish I were alive...
Seeing that Yuri was not dead, Rolando's fear was relieved a little, until he had another chair beside him, and saw that Yuri, who was also alive and with wide eyes, was sitting on the chair by the other side.
"Coffee." Martin smiled and poured a cup of coffee for the new "guest" and sent it to the other side.
"Thank you... Thank you. " Yuri shook his hands, and Lulu begged to take the coffee cup.
"How about a taste? There's nothing to entertain you. However, this is the top Blue Mountain coffee, which can't be enjoyed by ordinary people." Martin leaned back on the workbench with many tools, smiled and raised his coffee cup.
"Very, very well... Thank you, sir. "
"Thank you, sir."
Two pale faced paparazzi, like a good baby after a drink, all squeezed out a smile, thank Martin.
"Well, I don't need to thank you. You're guests. That's right, though you're uninvited guests." Martin put down his coffee cup with a smile and looked at the two people lightly and said: "so, two friends, can you tell me what happened? Your name, who are you employed by, or which faction? "
"No, no, sir, don't get me wrong. We are paparazzi and are not employed by anyone. We just want to take some photos and sell some money. There is no other purpose..."
"Sir, really, we are the bottom of Hollywood. We are never employed by anyone..."
Hearing the question raised by the person in charge who had been smiling all the time, Yuri and Roland were so scared that they rushed to explain it anxiously. However, they knew that the concept of intentional tracking was totally different from that of intentional tracking. The other person was the richest man in the world. Once the other person thought that he was being instructed to track Andy Smith, the matter would be really big.
Want to kidnap? Or want to assassinate?
If they don't know what to say, they will be sent to God.
"Sit down!"
Martin looked at the two men who had stood up, opened their teeth and claws, and explained in a panic, with a slight frown.
Yuri and Rolando just shivered. They were like ducks pinched by their necks. They sat down in their chairs honestly. Their eyes were full of prayer and panic. They looked at Martin, who was indifferent. They dared not say anything.
"What do I ask, what do you answer, name --"
......
Half an hour later, Martin met Andy in his study.
"Boss, it's basically confirmed that the two of them are free paparazzi. They didn't sign up for the newspaper. They didn't follow the boss either. Last week, they wanted to take a chance because they found Miss Scarlett's address. They wanted to steal some photos, sell some money and stay on the hillside opposite the house for five days..."
"There's another person -" sitting on the tree, holding the camera with a long focal length lens waiting for the shooting opportunity, Yuri Cortez heard the abrupt voice, his whole body trembled, his face was ugly, his eyes slowly looked down to the tree in panic. Only three big men in black suits appeared under the tree where he was. Two of them were looking up at him with a sneer on their faces. The other one was bending down to look for something on the ground. He was also looking up at him when he straightened up slowly. "Only two footprints were found." Standing under the tree and looking up with a sneer, Michael raised his hand and pressed the earpiece, then began to report: "I have seen the guest, but there is another one who is no longer here." When the report was finished, Michael looked up and smiled at the stupefied tou photographer who was still in the tree: "friends on the tree, come down, let's talk." "Don't... No, don't get me wrong, I "Gudong --" Yuri, who wanted to say something else, looked at the man in black who had just talked and raised a pistol. The black hole was aimed at him, and his face was pale with fear. His whole body trembled and raised his hands. "This is a private territory. You are trespassing now. According to the castle law, I am killing you now, and you are responsible for it!" "No, don't shoot. I mean nothing. I'm just a reporter... I, I'll be right down. Please don't shoot. " Yuri in the tree was totally shocked when he heard the other side's words. Of course, he knew that he was good at breaking into private territory and deserved to be killed. At this time, where else could he care? It's good to keep his life temporarily. Although he was killed, this bodyguard may have a little trouble, but for the richest man in the world behind him, it's nothing. Looking at each other's cold, indifferent eyes to life, Yuri knew that the other party might kill him without hesitation. So, he took the camera off his neck and slowly lowered it with the belt. When he saw a bodyguard under the tree raising his hand, he released his hand. The other party caught the falling camera very accurately, but Yuri was pale Climb down the tree, after landing, back to the tree, ugly face out of a smile, holding up his hands to signal his harmless. "It's quite professional. I know how to camouflage. Lucky clothes. Ha ~ you know, you're the only one. In fact, I can kill you directly on the opposite side!" Michael put the gun back into the holster and said with a sneer and a cold look. Yuri was really scared. When he was about to say something, the bodyguard who was looking at the camera said in a cold voice, "is that all?" "Yes, yes, that's all. Really, I didn't lie "Bang!" "Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Just at this time, a gunshot made Yuri fall to the ground, holding his head and crying with trembling. Michael and two other bodyguards looked at each other and knew something was wrong on the other side. "Take it back first." Michael looked at the shivering paparazzi huddled up in fright, with an expression of disgust on his face. He raised his foot and kicked the other guy. He shouted in a cold voice, "shut up!" "Whoops --" Yuri curled up in fear. His eyes were frightened. He covered his mouth to death. He knew that it must have happened to Rolando. Thinking that Rolando might have been killed, he was even more scared. He thought there that things would be like this. He just wanted to take some pictures and earn some money. How could he lose his life Tears and snivels ran across, legs trembling and being dragged out of the woods by two bodyguards. When Michael and his party dragged Yuri back to the mansion, they saw a black SUV parked in the yard with its rear window broken, and Yuri's face became more ugly and his face more frightened. Michael went around to look at the windshield that had been shot through. He didn't find any blood. When he knew that no one had been killed, he motioned to the other two people and they walked to the garage. In the garage at this time, his face was bloodless, his hands were shaking with a cup of coffee, his legs were shaking, and Rolando, whose pants were soaked by Niao, was full of horror memories of bullets whistling past his face. At that moment, he thought he was really going to die, and he didn't think that the other side really dared to shoot him. He wanted to drive away When he saw the car in front of him standing in the way, he had to stop, open the door, kneel on the ground with his hands held high, and no longer resist. What can I do to take more valuable photos, sell them to paparazzi agency, leave Los Angeles with money, live a rich life... Now it seems that what I thought before is a joke. When the bullet just shot through the windshield, Rolando vowed that if he could be safe this time, he would never be a paparazzi or a tou. "Back." Rolando, who was in a stupidity, heard the leader who had been drinking coffee and laughing at him. He shivered involuntarily, and looked back in fear."Hoo --" is still alive! I wish I were alive... Seeing that Yuri was not dead, Rolando's fear was relieved a little, until he had another chair beside him, and saw that Yuri, who was also alive and with wide eyes, was sitting on the chair by the other side. "Coffee." Martin smiled and poured a cup of coffee for the new "guest" and sent it to the other side. "Thank you... Thank you. " Yuri shook his hands, and Lulu begged to take the coffee cup. "How about a taste? There's nothing to entertain you. However, this is the top Blue Mountain coffee, which can't be enjoyed by ordinary people." Martin leaned back on the workbench with many tools, smiled and raised his coffee cup. "Very, very well... Thank you, sir. " "Thank you, sir." Two pale faced paparazzi, like a good baby after a drink, all squeezed out a smile, thank Martin. "Well, I don't need to thank you. You're guests. That's right, though you're uninvited guests." Martin put down his coffee cup with a smile and looked at the two people lightly and said: "so, two friends, can you tell me what happened? Your name, who are you employed by, or which faction? " "No, no, sir, don't get me wrong. We are paparazzi and are not employed by anyone. We just want to take some photos and sell some money. There is no other purpose..." "Sir, really, we are the bottom of Hollywood. We are never employed by anyone..." Hearing the question raised by the person in charge who had been smiling all the time, Yuri and Roland were so scared that they rushed to explain it anxiously. However, they knew that the concept of intentional tracking was totally different from that of intentional tracking. The other person was the richest man in the world. Once the other person thought that he was being instructed to track Andy Smith, the matter would be really big. Want to kidnap? Or want to assassinate? If they don't know what to say, they will be sent to God. "Sit down!" Martin looked at the two men who had stood up, opened their teeth and claws, and explained in a panic, with a slight frown. Yuri and Rolando just shivered. They were like ducks pinched by their necks. They sat down in their chairs honestly. Their eyes were full of prayer and panic. They looked at Martin, who was indifferent. They dared not say anything. "What do I ask, what do you answer, name --" ...... Half an hour later, Martin met Andy in his study. "Boss, it's basically confirmed that the two of them are free paparazzi. They didn't sign up for the newspaper. They didn't follow the boss either. Last week, they wanted to take a chance because they found Miss Scarlett's address. They wanted to steal some photos, sell some money and stay on the hillside opposite the house for five days..."
