Ye Haoran looked at the reporter with a bit of a smile on his face, "Dog reporter, you are quite arrogant."
When the reporter heard Ye Haoran's words, he showed a disdainful and sinister smile. He liked this scene the most. He knew that he had something interesting to report again. Felice's boyfriend insulted people in the street. Haha, this mark. The topic will make your report jump to the headlines.
"Sir, please pay attention to your words." The reporter said righteously, but he kept recording the video in his hand. He was very excited because he finally got the result he wanted.
Phyllis hurried over, took Ye Haoran's arm, and said, "Ye Haoran, don't get along with these people. Let's leave quickly."
Ye Haoran waved his hand, stretched out his palm, and patted the reporter's face gently. Although it was very light and it didn't hurt, it was a very insulting action. "Do you really think you can do that?" You succeeded." Ye Haoran said disdainfully.
The reporter suddenly became angry, but he did not get angry. He no longer pretended to smile on his face, but pointed the camera in his hand at Ye Haoran, thinking bitterly in his heart, boy, you are out of luck, you are out of luck, When I return to the newspaper office, I will make you infamous for eternity and become a person reviled by the entire royal family of King Y.
"Pa"
Ye Haoran slapped the reporter on the face again. This action was very light and was not considered a slap at all. However, the meaning of insult was obvious. Then, Ye Haoran suddenly snatched the camera from the reporter's hand and held it in his hand. in hand.
This time the reporter finally panicked. He looked at Ye Haoran and said angrily: "Give me back my camera. Come on, you are breaking the law now. Believe it or not, I will call the police now."
Ye Haoran curled his lips with contempt on his face.
The reporter rushed towards Ye Haoran. He was quite tall. In his eyes, Ye Haoran was very thin, so the reporter rushed forward to grab the camera.
Ye Haoran pretended to be weak and was thrown to the ground by the reporter. He rolled twice on the ground. While rolling, Ye Haoran inadvertently kicked the reporter twice with his feet. Behind the knee, this is the Weizhong point. This position is enough for this damn reporter to lie on the ground for a while.
The reporter got up from the ground and continued to chase Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran seemed to be frightened and got up from the ground in a fit of piss. At this time, the camera in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud" and shattered into pieces. Moreover, Ye Haoran took the opportunity to stamp his feet.
"You...you...you are looking for death." The reporter was trembling. The chance to make headlines was gone. He finally drove this man crazy. He originally thought he could write an awesome repayment, but now he actually Fetching water from a bamboo basket is in vain.
Ye Haoran waved his hands and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hand slipped and I couldn't hold it. This is a thousand dollars, which is enough for compensation. If it's not enough, I still have it here. Now, I'll give you all the money I have." ." With that said, Ye Haoran threw the note in his hand at the reporter's face, then he laughed loudly, pulled Felice, and turned around to leave.
The reporter was extremely angry. When he heard Ye Haoran's last laugh, he knew that he had been fooled and insulted. Damn Ye Haoran, he had planned to smash his camera from the beginning, and now he is suing There was nothing that could be done, because from other people's perspective, it looked like he was the one who made the first move, and the camera seemed to have been accidentally dropped by Ye Haoran on the ground during the fight. The key is, Ye Haoran was also insulting. I gave myself five thousand dollars, enough to compensate for two cameras. This bastard...
The reporter was extremely angry. Suddenly, he felt his legs weaken and fell to his knees on the ground. His legs were trembling. He was horrified to find that he could not stand up.
"Click... click..." The surrounding spotlights kept flashing.
"Sir, may I ask why you are kneeling on the ground? Are you feeling sorry for your camera or the news in the camera?"
"Sir, did you kneel on the ground and refuse to get up to express your apology to Princess Phyllis?"
"Sir, if you don't pick up your money, they will be blown away by the wind."
"Sir, don't cover your face..."
The reporters around him changed their interview subjects and began to interview the reporter who was kneeling on the ground. The reporter on the ground covered his face and cried bitterly. He was humiliated, angry, helpless, and afraid of his own legs. All these emotions made him He actually started crying.
Ye Haoran and Felice returned to the car. Felice sat on the driver's seat and laughed, "Ye Haoran, you are so brave. You dare to provoke even those reporters. They control the words of public opinion." Quan, if you offend them, just wait for them to take the shit out of you."
Ye Haoran curled his lips, "That's because they don't know how powerful they are. Forget it, let's not argue with these people. Let's go back quickly."
The two of them drove back, and Ye Haoran suddenly felt a strange feeling. He looked around, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.
"What's wrong with you? You are turning your head around to see if any reporters are following you. There won't be any. Reporters are not that crazy." Phyllis said with a smile.
Ye Haoran nodded and said: "I don't know why, but I always feel a little weird. I thought all the roads in London were flat, but I didn't expect that there are such winding winding roads."
At this time, the car was driving on a winding mountain road, but the curvature of the winding mountain road was not too high, so it was not dangerous.
Phyllis said: "This road is very famous. It was deliberately designed by the designer. One is to shorten the distance from central London to the train station. And more importantly, on this road, you can see the wild scenery. The scenery is of great significance to the citizens of London. Whenever they are in the surrounding area, many people will take their families here for self-driving tours to see the scenery...ah."
Phyllis was talking when she suddenly heard a scream and saw a large truck rushing over from the other side of the mountain road at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. Since it was a mountainous road, Phyllis drove the car , there is no time to dodge.
Ye Haoran's eyes narrowed suddenly. He had been thinking about why he felt uncomfortable. When he saw the big truck, Ye Haoran immediately understood.
Phyllis was so frightened that she stepped on the accelerator and kept spinning the steering wheel in her hand.
Ye Haoran grabbed the steering wheel and drove straight to the left. There was a cliff to the left, but he didn't care so much because if he didn't run down the hillside, he would be directly crushed by the big truck. Even with Ye Haoran's body, he would definitely die in a car accident.
The Mercedes Benz spun under his feet, and its tires skidded on the ground. Just when the big truck was about to hit him, the Mercedes Benz finally adjusted its direction. The butt of the car was aimed at the big truck, and the front of the car was pointed at the steep slope on the side. .
"Bang."
There was a loud noise.
Then the Mercedes-Benz was directly hit by the large truck and flew up. Of course, the large truck itself also rushed down the winding mountain road and rushed onto the steep slope.
The butt of the Mercedes-Benz is a safety buffer zone. Under the violent impact, the butt of the car was smashed to pieces, but Ye Haoran and Felice were not injured because their inertia came from the rear, and their seats Withstood the acceleration of this collision.
"Ah." Phyllis screamed in horror. She watched helplessly as her car flew up from the winding mountain road and rolled down the steep slope below.
Ye Haoran's hands were very fast. He snapped twice and unbuckled Felice's and his own seat belts.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Phyllis was still yelling.
Ye Haoran hugged Felice directly with both hands and said loudly, "Phyllis, hold my neck tightly, you can do it."
Felice simply closed her eyes and hugged Ye Haoran's neck tightly.
The Mercedes-Benz is falling.
Ye Haoran kicked open the car door on his side, then he hugged Felice and jumped out of the car.
The Mercedes-Benz rolled down and hit the ground, then bounced up again, flipped twice in the air, and then fell to the ground again. Finally, the Mercedes-Benz hit a rock and split into several pieces. He picked up a large piece of scrap metal, and soon the gasoline burned and engulfed the entire car. However, because the fuel tank was made of resin, it did not explode.
At this time, Ye Haoran had already hugged Felice and landed on the ground. Due to inertia, the two of them rolled dozens of times on the ground and rolled more than fifty meters. Ye Haoran's legs just stepped on a tree. The two people finally stopped rolling under the big tree and were safe.
Felice kept hugging Ye Haoran's neck tightly. She felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and she almost vomited. However, slowly, Felice found that everything became quiet, the world no longer rotated, and there was no violent impact. Already.
Felice slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Ye Haoran and found that Ye Haoran's body was covered with blood, but she was not injured at all. It turned out that when she was rolling on the ground just now, Ye Haoran tried his best to protect himself. It was his body rubbing against the ground. There were so many angular gravels on the ground, and of course Ye Haoran was covered in bruises.
Seeing Ye Haoran's condition, Felice suddenly burst into tears, and her tears fell on Ye Haoran's face, lips, and eyes.
Ye Haoran opened his eyes and said depressedly: "Hey, your tears are too salty. They dripped into my mouth. It's disgusting. Those are your body fluids."
Seeing Ye Haoran open his eyes, Felice didn't care about anything, she laughed, and then kissed Ye Haoran's lips directly with her small mouth. Not only that, she also stuck her little tongue in.
Ye Haoran could only accept it passively. In fact, he didn't want to accept it, but he couldn't refuse Felice's enthusiasm...
In the distance, on the large truck, a driver stumbled out of the cab of the rolling truck. He saw the shattered Mercedes-Benz at the foot of the mountain in the distance. He sighed, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. Number,