Chapter 1317

"Ha ha, Mr. Suk!" Reporter comrades did not seem to hear Suk's request at all, the camera was hanging around his neck, but this time, after the lens was covered, he put out his hand to Suk with a smile on his face: "Hello, I'm Fang Mingyuan, a reporter from economic and trade weekly!"

"Delete the picture!" Suk did not move, as if he did not see his outstretched hand, so that Fang Mingyuan's hand stopped in the air, alone.

However, Fang Mingyuan didn't feel embarrassed about Suk's attitude. He calmly withdrew his hand. This time, he still ignored Suk's request. His smile didn't seem to change: "come on, please sit down!"

Suk suddenly felt that the man in front of him was smiling a little strangely, especially when he deleted the photo twice in a row. He didn't even hear of it, and didn't show any abnormality. Instead, he was like Jiang Taigong, who was sitting in Diaoyutai, very calm.

Suk soon saw through the trick that he obviously wanted to irritate himself. From the beginning of pressing the shutter, every action of this reporter seemed to stimulate his emotions, especially the smile on his face, which was too weak.

Fang Mingyuan had already sat down and looked up at Suk: "sit down! It's not easy to have a chance. I've been thinking about interviewing you all day! "

Suk raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He tilted his mouth slightly: "if your purpose is to make me angry, I can tell you that you have done it successfully!" Then suddenly more smile, such expression fell far in the eyes of Luo Feiyan and these women, also when Suk talked with reporters very happily.

"Oh? Is it? Can you tell me what happens when you get angry? I'm a little sorry now. What should I do? " On Fang Mingyuan's blackened face, his expression was quite wonderful. On the one hand, he was afraid of hands and feet, but his eyes were disdainful.

When he saw that Suk's mouth was shaking and he was about to take the camera off his neck, he would not be moved. [

Suk laughs at the harm of human beings and animals, and he moves fast. When Fang Mingyuan reacts, the camera has already fallen on Suk's hand, and he wants to stand up and grab the camera back, but Suk's left hand is pressed on his shoulder with great strength. It's like Sun Wukong is pressed at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, and he can't move at all.

"Mr. Suk, are you robbing?" Fang Mingyuan repeatedly stood up, his dark face was black.

"No, I just want to see it!" Suk grabs the camera in his right hand, and then lifts it in the air. Before his voice falls, he just lets go. When something falls from a height, he hears a crack. The camera falls on the floor, and the lens suddenly cracks.

It's said that photography is poor for three generations, and SLR destroys life. This sentence means that photography equipment is very expensive. As a reporter, camera is the guy he eats. If you want to do good work, you must first sharpen the tools. Fang Mingyuan's camera is naturally excellent and expensive.

Moreover, most of the cameras used by all newspaper reporters are bought out of their own pocket. Fang Mingyuan looks at the Nikon lens he bought last month. The lens worth more than 70000 falls to the ground, and even the lens flies out. He feels his heart is dripping blood.

He was drawn out to be strange, but he threw a taunt at Suk, which successfully aroused his anger. But how can the plot not follow the routine? How can he smash the camera he bought with his own money!

"You --" As soon as Fang Mingyuan was about to speak, he saw Suk raise his foot slightly, and then step on the camera gently. The next moment, he heard the sound of clicking. The metal body of the camera was crushed by Suk directly. At the bottom, Mingyuan wanted to die. The camera and the lens were 200000 small, so it was gone!

But he didn't seem to think that Suk could squash the camera with one foot. How hard it took to do it!

Suk pressed Fang Mingyuan's shoulder with his left hand so that he couldn't move and stepped on the camera. Then he turned around and looked at several people coming behind him. In fact, Suk had already felt that someone behind him had the wrong gas engine and had a bad intention.

Hearing and debating is not only the unique skill of listening to the wall root, but also can catch other people's breathing machine. Behind a table of diners, Suk stood up when he dropped his camera on the ground.

It seems that they all drank a little, and their faces turned red: "boy, the skin itches! Make trouble here One of the tall and thin men, while walking, while rubbing his hands, followed by three men, menacing.

Suk had thought for a long time that things were not so simple. These people obviously had bad intentions. He wanted to do something after seeing this posture. He released his hand according to Fang Mingyuan's shoulder and turned to look at them.

Fang Mingyuan is stupid. His camera is destroyed. The reward promised by his boss this time can't even buy a cheap lens. He sits on his chair, looks up at Suk, clenches his fist, stands up and retreats. It seems that he has seen Suk being beaten violently for a while.

Three steps, two steps, the four people are getting closer and closer!

"Brother, I'll loosen your skin for you." After the tall man finished, he hit Suk with one punch. [

"hum!" Suk snorted coldly. He started to work under his feet and changed his shape. He had already rushed over, but he seemed to stand back in the same place in a moment, and then the four men's wailing sounded.All four of them fell to the ground. They didn't even touch the corner of Suk's clothes. All of them were hit by Suk in the lower abdomen. The fierce blow made them lose their ability of action instantly. They fell to the ground, and some even vomited directly.

Until this time, the others in the restaurant found that there was a fight and rushed to one side. All of them stood up for fear that Suk would be hurt. However, seeing this scene, they didn't know what to do.

Suk's face didn't change, and even his breath didn't change. Looking at the four people who fell to the ground in front of him, he suddenly raised his arm and pointed to the direction of the stairway.

The location of the stairway is not obvious, but a man with the same camera is ready to take a picture of Suk being beaten violently, but suddenly it turns out to be like this, and he is stunned.

This is a game. Suk can be sure that they are running for themselves. Since the other side has a sinister intention, they can't wait to die.

"Go away! No matter who asked you to come, tell him not to play with fire I don't know who to listen to Suk's words. Fang Mingyuan has been hiding far away. He is surprised to see the scene in front of him. He takes out his mobile phone and is about to report it to the top.

"Pa! Pop! Pop! Bang Suk heard someone clapping. He turned to see a young man in casual clothes, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, came over with a smile, and then stood in front of Suk: "Suk! Hello, I'm Kong Zhongmou. Let's meet him! "

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