The table was slammed with shocking sound. When he was about to stimulate the two more, he felt that the temperature in the photography room suddenly dropped, just like the cold winter of the Three Ninety...

Just when JR hadn't figured out what was going on, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back, and then a strong force came, and he screamed and fell out.

With a "bang", jr hit the ground hard, and his entire body skeleton felt like it was about to dissipate. Especially the severe pain on his back made him scream in pain.

Xiao Feng's eyes were cold, and he walked slowly towards JR, stepped on his chest with his right foot, looked at him condescendingly, and said in a cold voice: "JR, right? I don't want you to insult me!"

Feng Long's face was also ugly, and this jr was really ungrateful! "Zhou Bing, call their general manager, he is paralyzed! If I can't satisfy the Demon Sword and the Flame Girl today, I will demolish this Dream Paris!"

Zhou Bing smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes." As he said that, he dialed the general manager's phone number. At the same time, his eyes kept staring at Xiao Feng, paying attention to his expression and movements.

Before the phone was called, he heard a slight sound from the door of the photography room. The general manager came in from outside. When he saw clearly the photography room, his face changed drastically: "What happened?"

"Mr. Huang, are your photographers so poor? If you don't give me an explanation today, I promise that this dream Paris will disappear from Jiuquan." Feng Long said with a gloomy face and looked at the general manager.

When Mr. Huang heard Feng Long's words, he felt cold sweat falling. He knew Feng Long's identity very well, and knew that he could definitely do what he said.

"Mr. Long, I wonder where JR has committed suicide?" Mr. Huang asked with his head down and bowed.

"Is this kind of attitude about dreaming about Paris? He offended me, but my friend! Of course, the consequences of offending me are a hundred times more serious!" Feng Long looked at JR who was trampled by Xiao Feng.

JR was lying on the ground, feeling that his ribs seemed to be broken, and he could even hear the creaking sound of his bones. "Old Huang, drive these people out!"

"Don't be angry, I will take JR to apologize to you! JR is not only the best cameraman in Paris, but even in the country, he can rank in the top ten! So, his temper is a bit bad, so everyone should take care of him." Mr. Huang said with a smile.

Xiao Feng turned his head and smiled coldly: "He has a bad temper? Humph, my temper is also very bad!" As he said that, he exerted force under his feet, and jr screamed again.

"Flame Girl, tell me, how do you want to punish him?" Xiao Feng asked slowly.

The flame woman looked at JR and looked at Mr. Huang again: "Do you think his photography skills are very good?"

"Yes, that's right!" Mr. Huang felt a glimmer of hope to save JR, so he hurried to the table, took out a photo album, and handed it to the flame woman: "Miss, you can take a look! These are all photos taken by JR, and the effect is particularly good! It's not that I spoke for him, he won various grand prizes in the national photography competition. I can guarantee that there is no second person in Jiuquan, and the photos taken will be better for him!"

The flame girl opened the photography collection and was attracted by the scenery above at first glance. "It's so beautiful."

The demon sword approached, and a strange color flashed across his face, and he kept nodding.

After turning one by one, the flame woman looked at Xiao Feng: "Brother Feng, let him go! The photos he took were very good. I want him to take wedding photos for us."

When Xiao Feng heard the words of the Fire Girl, he lowered his head and looked at JR: "Boy, your photography skills have saved your life! I hope you can do your best to take wedding photos for them! If there is one that makes me dissatisfied, I promise not to let you have a good time!" After saying that, he took off his right foot from JR's chest.

jr got up from the ground and rubbed his chest: "I won't shoot!"

"Say it again!" Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and a cold light flashed.

"I said I don't..."

Before JR could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Huang: "I'm sorry, I'll persuade him." After that, he rushed to JR, pulled him aside, and persuaded him whispered.

Xiao Feng walked to the two of Demon Swords, took the photo album, looked at it for a few glances, and nodded: "The photo was really good! Demon Sword, remove the artificial skin on your face! If you cover this Epiphyllum, the effect will be much dim!"

The flame girl also nodded: "Yes, take it off! I like this Epiphyllum, especially when it turns red!"

The Epiphyllum, whenever the demon sword moves murderous intentions or is on the verge of an outbreak, it will turn blood red. This is exactly the time that the flame girl likes.

Because she felt that the blood-red ephemeral ephemeral was the same as the flame totem on her forehead. Her flame totem will also appear outside her skin after drinking or during intense exercise, turning blood-red, as if there was a flame burning.

The demon sword looked at the flame woman and looked at Xiao Feng again. A smile appeared on his strange face and slowly pulled down the artificial skin. The flash of cereus was exposed in the sight of several people again.

At this moment, Mr. Huang and JR's conversation ended. JR walked to the demon sword and the flame girl, and bowed his head reluctantly: "I'm sorry! In order to compensate for my mistake just now, I am willing to do my best to take wedding photos for you!" After saying that, he turned his head slightly, his eyes swept over Feng Long and Zhou Bing, and a trace of fear flashed deep in his eyes.

The Demon Sword and the Flame Girl need JR to take wedding photos, and they don’t plan to do it for him anymore. “JR, I tell you, this is called ‘Epiphyllum’, not ‘Dog Tail Flower’! I want to ask you, can you take photos without artificial leather?”

JR dared not have any objections, so he nodded: "Yes, absolutely! The effect of taking photos in this way may be better!"

What happened next was no longer simple.jr picked up the camera again and started shooting for the Demon Knife and the Flame Girl. When reminding the two of them, they also spoke softly, and they dared to be as sarcastic as before.

"Brother Feng, after taking the photo, I need to give him..." Feng Long's palm touched his neck, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

Xiao Feng was not surprised that Feng Long said such words. After all, in some circles, ordinary human lives are nothing! In their eyes, human lives are the same as those of cats, dogs, and even ants!

"As long as he can take good photos, this matter will be revealed!" Xiao Feng shook his head gently and saw JR's performance.

Mr. Huang was clearly listening to the conversation between the two, and the cold sweat fell again. He wanted to remind JR to take a good photo, but he was afraid that Feng Long would wipe his neck, so he could only stand there and worry.

The shooting went smoothly, jr put away the camera and nodded: "The indoor one is OK! If possible, we will fly everywhere to take out the outdoor scene immediately."

The Demon Sword and the Flame Girl had no objection and agreed.

Xiao Feng thought about it, gave up the idea of ​​going out with the two of them, and said with a smile: "I still have something to do later, so I won't join in the fun!"

Feng Long and Zhou Bing were both busy. When they saw Xiao Feng not going, they naturally would not fly around.

Mr. Huang may be afraid that JR will get angry again, so he proposed to go with them and he will do whatever he wants.

Seeing Mr. Huang go with him, Xiao Feng felt relieved and nodded: "Okay! Demon Knife, after you finish shooting, I will call me and I will take you to see the wedding room. Dalong, how is the wedding room arranged?"

"In another two hours, everything will be arranged." Feng Long said affirmatively.

Xiao Feng patted Feng Long on the shoulder: "I've been bothering you these days, Big Dragon." After saying that, he turned to look at the demon knife: "Haha, Feng Long is doing everything!"

"Thank you." The demon sword nodded at Feng Long: "I will do something for you if I have a chance."

Feng Long had seen the terrifying combat power of the Demon Sword that night. Hearing his words, he shook his head: "Brother Feng arranged it, I will do my best to do it well, it's nothing."

The Demon Sword no longer says anything. Sometimes, it is much better to do practical things than to say it is a scattered person!

Xiao Feng chatted with a few more people, looked at Patek Philippe on his wrist, and stood up: "I have to leave! Haha, if it happens, I might be able to have lunch with the beauty. Call me any time if you have something to do."

Feng Long and others also stood up and sent Xiao Feng out of Meng Paris.

"Brother Feng, I'll treat you to drink if you have the chance." Zhou Bing smiled and waved his hand at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng also smiled and made an "ok" gesture: "Okay, I'll drink when I have time! Haha, I'll leave first!" After that, he got into the car, started, and left.

Zhou Bing half-squinted his eyes and stared at the back of the Mercedes-Benz. A few thoughts turned around in an instant. Finally, he decided that this person could be friends and try not to be enemies!

Feng Long also had a lot of things to do, so he turned to look at the Demon Sword and the Flame Girl: "Two, I'll go and do it first! If you have any questions, you can call me at any time." As he said that, he took out his business card and handed it to the Demon Sword.

The demon sword was put away casually and nodded: "Okay, you all go and do it!"

Feng Long and Zhou Bing exchanged glances, and the two drove away one after another, preparing to find a club to have a good talk.

The demon sword held the hand of the flame woman and smiled tenderly: "Yan, let's go and prepare."

The flame woman kissed the demon knife lightly on the lips: "Well! Demon knife, I feel so happy!"

"Haha, so do I!" The demon sword rarely showed a gentle side, embraced the flame woman and entered the dream Paris.

Xiao Feng took out his cell phone, found the number, and dialed it out. A traditional "beep" sound rang out, and Xiao Feng frowned slightly. Is the goddess so old-fashioned?

"Hey? Hello, who is it?" A nearly beautiful voice as loud as a heavenly sound came from the receiver.

Xiao Feng spit out the smoke rings and sniffed the smell of nicotine: "Hehe, Goddess Murong, don't you remember me?"

"..." After a while, Murong Xue's voice sounded again: "Rolls-Royce?"

"Haha, it seems that I left a deep impression on the goddess!" Xiao Feng smiled. His move was indeed the right one! "I will introduce myself seriously. My name is Fengxiao." I don't know what kind of psychology, Xiao Feng did not tell Murong Xue's real name.

"VIP tickets, I'm ready! You can come to the 'Yunzhong Tower' to collect tickets! After arriving at the door, call me." Murong Xue said and hung up the phone. A hint of disgust was mixed in her voice.

Xiao Feng smiled and shrugged, put his phone in the co-pilot, and said to himself: "Fengxiao, haha, goddess, I'm here!"
Chapter completed!