Just now, Du Chenghao in the Jetta took a few more secret photos. Just as he was looking through the camera, a van drove over and stopped nearby. The door opened and a burly man stepped out of the car.
He came out, quickly rushed to the Jetta, yanked open the door, pointed his pistol into the car, and said sternly: "Don't move..."
The two reporters in the car were so frightened that their faces changed. The camera in Du Chenghao's hand fell down and fell on his lap. Yu Weigang wanted to scream, but when she saw the dark muzzle of the gun, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, fearing that she would scream.
If she spoke out, the other party would lose control and shoot her.
The man who suddenly appeared was He Dagang, the leader of the Qinglong Hall of the Yu Society. He came over to investigate the suspicious Jetta on the order of the boss. Seeing that he looked like a menacing man, Du Chenghao trembled with fright and said hurriedly: "Brother, if you have anything to say, please tell me.
Don't use the gun. If it goes off, someone could easily be killed, and your life will be ruined. I don't know if you are robbing wealth or sex. If you are robbing wealth, we will both give you the money. As for robbing sex, you have also seen it.
, my partner looks like this, there’s nothing wrong with it..."
Even at gunpoint, Yu Wei still glared at her partner angrily, "What do you mean, I'm not good-looking, but I have breasts, a butt, and a decent body shape. How can you talk?"
It's so shocking.
He Dagang cursed impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and get out of the car quickly, otherwise, I will let you eat peanuts..."
Two more young men emerged from the van. They were both members of the Yu Club. They came to the other side of the Jetta with a straight face, took out a switchblade from their pockets, and looked into the car with sinister eyes.
The two journalists who were in danger had a look of fear in their eyes, fearing that the robbers would shoot if they got upset, and their lives would be at stake. The two could only obey and get out of the car. He Dagang saw inside the car.
There was also a professional camera placed on the seat, so I grabbed it and carried it in my hand.
The two reporters were forced into a van by He Dagang and three others. They wanted to call for help, but they gave up resistance when they caught sight of the knife in the gangster's hand. The car started and the courier left.
At this time, in the Jinghui Korean restaurant, Qiu Yu and a group of beautiful girls were enjoying barbecue and other meals, paired with Korean soju, which tasted pretty good. What satisfied Qiu Yu the most was that the company of a group of beautiful girls made him feel good.
Pleasure.
Qiu Yu himself ate three large plates of barbecue. He thought it was quite good. It felt like he was in Huanshan, almost natural. Just when he was almost full, his cell phone rang. He looked at it and saw that it was He Dagang calling.
Then he got up and walked out of the box and into the corridor.
While walking forward, Qiu Yu answered the phone and asked: "Dagang, how are you? Is the stalker under control?"
He Dagang on the other end of the phone said: "We have caught a man and a woman who are paparazzi. They have been secretly filming you and the members of the beautiful girl group just now. Brother Yu, what do you think we should do with it?"
Qiu Yu said: "Don't touch them yet, wait until I get over and tell you where you are now..."
After learning the specific location of He Dagang and others, Qiu Yu hung up the phone and returned to the box. He said goodbye to a group of beautiful girls and said that he was in an emergency before leaving. A group of girls had a last glass of wine with him without wanting to finish it, and he carried him behind his back.
Bao turned around and walked out.
Not long after, Qiu Yu came outside the hotel alone and saw that the Jetta that was following him was also driving an off-road vehicle towards Daqing Lake. When he followed the driving route directed by He Dagang and walked around to the north of the lake, he reached a remote place.
It's a place where few people come, so you can do whatever you want.
The two reporters were handcuffed on their wrists and lay on their sides on the ground, begging for their lives. Standing next to them were He Dagang and three other people, looking menacing as if they wanted to kill someone.
The Mercedes-Benz SUV came to a stop and Qiu Yu got out of the car. Seeing the man and woman lying on the ground, he smiled and said, "The two friends have been wronged."
In comparison, Qiu Yu, the eldest brother on the road, had a very gentle attitude if he was not angry. It was as if the two reporters saw a ray of light in the darkness. Du Chenghao hurriedly said: "Mr. Qiu, please be kind and let us go."
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Qiu Yu smiled and said: "So you know me, when have we met?"
"I've seen you before. I saw you at the Beauty Girls Generation celebration party last night," Du Chenghao responded.
Qiu Yu's face turned gloomy and asked again: "Why are you following me?"
Yu Wei was afraid that her partner would offend this eldest brother, so she boldly said: "We just wanted to take some photos of Girls' Generation, but we didn't expect that Mr. Qiu would also be included in the photos."
Qiu Yu frowned, "Don't think of me as a fool. I'm warning you not to spread any news about me. Otherwise, you will go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife."
When he said the last words, a fierce look flashed in the young brother's eyes, which made both Du Chenghao and Yu Wei tremble. He said with a trembling voice: "We don't dare... We absolutely don't dare to do this.
Mr. Qiu, please be merciful and let us go."
"Mr. Qiu, we beg you, please let us go." When Yu Wei said this, tears shone in the corners of her eyes, and she almost cried.
"Forget it, I don't care about you. You can leave now. Someone will untie the rope for them."
Following Qiu Yu's instructions, the two younger brothers stepped forward and untied the ropes from the two female reporters. He Dagang said coldly: "Can you do what our boss just said?"
The two reporters quickly agreed, "Yes, I definitely can."
"If I can't do it, let you do whatever you want..."
Qiu Yu waved his hand and said: "Let's go, remember from now on, some people can't be photographed casually."
"But... my camera is still in the hands of your subordinate, can you return it to me?" Du Chenghao said boldly. He is a reporter, and the expensive camera is very important to him.
It's like a guy who eats.
Qiu Yu had a half-smile expression on his face, very evil, "Camera? I forgot about this. Where is it? Let me take a look."
He Dagang handed over the camera and Qiu Yu grabbed it in his hand. He looked through the photos inside with great interest and said with a smile: "It's a pretty good shot. It's worthy of being a member of the paparazzi. It's very professional. It's a pity. This camera
I can't continue to use it for you, I'm sorry." Then he swung his arms and actually threw the camera worth more than 30,000 RMB.
Du Chenghao's eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't help shouting: "Oh my god, my camera..."
"Boom!"
After a soft sound, water splashed everywhere, and the camera fell into the lake and disappeared.
Qiu Yu sneered and said: "You still dare to talk when you still have a camera, and you will end up like that camera, dead without a burial place."