As a spiritual creature, Little Green could feel the anger raging in Lin Ming's body more than anyone else present.
The brightly colored scales on its body stood up due to this strong pressure.
But it still resisted the pressure and coiled its huge body around its owner.
When Yaomei patted Xiaolu, his body even shook twice.
If it could talk, it would probably speak out of frustration.
Master, don't look for me, you are afraid of your father being angry and I am afraid too!
Under Lin Ming's death-ray eyes, Xiaolu didn't even dare to move.
"Dad~"
Yaomei clasped her hands together tightly, picking at them uneasily.
Lin Ming was simply frightened and lost his mind by that scene. In fact, he had no habit of teaching his children in front of others.
"go back."
Yaomei blinked her big, watery eyes, looked again and again, and found that her father had not calmed down, so she carefully walked back to the lounge with Xiaolu.
On the way back, I felt very depressed.
Originally, I wanted to vent my anger for my father so that those who bullied my father would not dare to bully others again.
Now go and make dad angry.
Yaomei pouted her little mouth, and there was dense moisture in her eyes that blinked frequently.
Bei Xinyao watched her daughter come back aggrievedly and didn't know why.
"what happened, Babe?
Why do you look like you're about to cry? Who bullied you?"
"No one bullied me, I made dad angry!"
Yaomei leaned next to Bei Xinyao, at a loss.
Bei Xinyao felt surprised that Lin Ming's slave girl was still angry with her daughter. What happened in the middle?
Before she could ask, the door to the lounge was opened, and Lin Ming walked in from the door covered with frost.
When he saw Bei Xinyao, Lin Ming subconsciously softened his sharp aura.
"Have you rested?
Let’s go home, it’s no longer safe here.”
Bei Xinyao stood up holding her daughter in her arms, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Let's go. By the way, tell me what the situation is. This is the first time that this little girl has been so wronged."
Lin Ming helplessly looked at the little girl who was leaning on her mother's arms, burying her head in her arms and not looking at him, and sighed softly.
"Let's talk after we go back. This is not the place to talk."
"There are strong people in Wei who can influence others. Ordinary people here are too easily influenced and may become the next perpetrators."
"In addition, my recent efforts to clean up the Demon City have been a little too radical and strong. Those behind me can't sit still and send people to test me."
Bei Xinyao is not a delicate girl who only shrinks around her husband to seek protection. Lin Ming is not stingy about sharing these things with him.
"Originally, I had everyone clear the airport today to ensure that there wouldn't be too many people."
"But the trip was still spied on, and someone inserted someone in the middle of the trip."
"Then let's go."
Bei Xinyao held her daughter, who was still aggrieved, and led several other children out the door.
The first thing he saw after going out was the ground crushed by a huge force at the door of the lounge, and he glanced at Lin Ming meaningfully.
Lin Ming caught her gaze and pursed his lips.
"I was a little too angry just now and couldn't control my intensity."
Bei Xinyao smiled and said nothing, thinking that the father and daughter might have figured out what happened outside. They had to find a chance to ask questions when they got back.
Outside the lounge door, Wen Ya's manager, Wen Ya, and the bodyguards collapsed on the side. No one knew what had just happened.
The reporters on the outermost floor also trembled and hid away after seeing Lin Ming coming out.
Having seen this mysterious man's unpredictable methods, they really didn't dare to approach him for a while.
I just wanted to stay far away and take some photos for future reference.
Only when the backs of Lin Ming and his group disappeared from everyone's sight did these people dare to breathe a little easier.
"Boss, who are those people?"
It was the first time for the little reporter to follow the teacher out to take pictures. Although he was scared, he still had the curiosity that a young person should have.
After seeing Lin Ming and the others leaving, I couldn't help but start asking.
The teacher standing next to him looked much older, with a full beard and dirty look. Only the only exposed eye shone with a sharp light, which could tell that this was not a simple media person.
people.
Facing the young apprentice's question, the old reporter who was playing with the camera said calmly.
"Have you forgotten what I told you before?"
"Don't look at things you shouldn't see, don't ask things you shouldn't ask, don't say things you shouldn't say, and don't get yourself into trouble."
The young apprentice shrank his head, a little surprised.
The master has always been bold, not to mention ordinary celebrities, even some rich people dare to reveal their information, why is it so abnormal today.
Almost all his emotions are written in those clear eyes.
The old reporter sighed and seemed to see himself as a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.
"Although we are journalists, we are also individuals and we have to cherish our lives."
"There are some people we can't afford to offend."
"The guy just now is clearly not a commoner at first glance. If you continue to delve deeper, be careful with your own head."
"Is it really that scary?"
The little reporter muttered.
"I think that gentleman has a pretty good temper."
"Wen Ya did that. If I had the strength of that gentleman, I would have sent people out!"
The old reporter hit his apprentice hard on the head with the camera in his hand.
"If you, a thick-headed guy like you, can see everything, then what are the other people doing?"
"You speak to me in a lower voice and don't look at the occasion!"
"Instead of talking nonsense, why don't you show me what you took?"
The old reporter skillfully changed the subject, and the young apprentice was reeling in. He pulled out his camera and said half in show off and half in horror.
"I took a complete picture of that snake. It's really beautiful. It's different from anything I've seen before. It's almost like a spirit!"
The excitement and joy of the young apprentice did not make the master any happier.
"There are so many people, why are you shooting a snake?"
The young apprentice murmured.
"That snake looks so handsome!"
"Can't we take pictures?"
For the first time, the old reporter doubted his own vision of people and how he fell in love with this idiot in the first place.
"If you pat that snake, do you think you can release it?"
"That thing is unusual at first glance, and it's related to those distinguished bosses just now. How could it be released? What I asked you to shoot is Wen Ya's news!"
The young apprentice covered his head that was banged by the slap and looked at the master blankly.
"But weren't we invited by Wen Ya?"
The old reporter looked at his apprentice with hatred.
"Wenya?"
"After today's events, whether Wen Ya can continue to be in the entertainment industry is still one thing!"
"If we don't take the opportunity to release the things we photographed, it will fall into our hands!"
The old reporter said and turned on his camera.
Suddenly, he froze, with an expression of disbelief on his face.