Ye Wuque watched Mao Xiong get on a black SUV and leave. He did not leave immediately, but stood there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

A word from Mao Xiong just now made a light of inspiration flash in his mind, and a thought flashed through his mind: Can we continue to cooperate with Mao Xiong for a long time? They are local snakes in Fenghai City. Some things are inconvenient to deal with on the surface, so it is just right to leave them.

Ye Wuque was thinking about the possibility of this matter, but he had no idea for a while.

After all, ideas are different from actual operations, and actual operations are much more difficult. Especially dealing with mixed gangsters requires a lot of brainpower and energy, and Ye Wuque does not have that much time.

Most importantly, it seems a bit unpaid if you do this.

Thinking of this, this thought is a bit like a fetal sign.

You are looking at the scenery, and the people who are looking at the scenery are also looking at you.

Just as Ye Wuque was thinking about something, in a landscape woods more than a hundred meters away, there was a SLR camera aiming at him, flashing quietly.

The camera took pictures of the entire process of Ye Wuque and Mao Xiong meeting, and even the details were not missed.

"Damn, this bastard is really not simple. He also has contact with the underworld in Fenghai City. I don't know what business they are doing? This is a big discovery. I will check it out later. If I really want to find out, I can sell it for a good price, hehehe!"

A man in a T-shirt and jeans with a stroke in the bush with a head of a stroke with his head retracted the camera in his hand, sat on the lawn, and casually looked at the photos he took.

In the camera, even Ye Wuque's actions handing to Mao Xiong the bank card was very clear.

The stroked man showed satisfaction and satisfaction on the corner of his mouth, and was merciless and seemed to have taken advantage of him.

His pair of single eyelids and small eyes narrowed slightly, and some of them were smiling cheaply, which could be described as dancing eyebrows.

The middle-part man looked at the photos on the camera, and his small eyes were emitting a shiny light, similar to the feeling of seeing money, as if he was not looking at photos, but stacks of colorful banknotes.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Ye Wuque, Ye Wuque, who are you? When I find out all of you, I must bargain with Young Master Zuo. Now I'm going to send it out. Once I've done this ticket, I won't have to worry about food and drink."

This person licked his lips with his tongue, his face full of excitement, and his eyes were rotating flexibly, obviously he was a personal sperm.

However, he was just thinking about how much money he could get from the "Young Master Zuo" he mentioned, and he didn't feel the danger approaching.

"Hey, buddy, what are you watching?" Ye Wuque had walked to the bushes for some reason. He squatted down curiously and greeted the stroke head sitting on the ground in the softest voice.

Zhong Fengtou was concentrating on fantasy, but he didn't react for a while.

He patted his thighs with pride and raised his SLR camera, bringing him closer to Ye Wuque, as if he was offering treasures.

He was so excited that he was almost fainted by the upcoming happiness that he wanted to share with him immediately, but he didn't expect to be wary of others: "Oh, my brother, let me tell you, this is the photo I just took, how are you taking? Is it good? I'll sue you, this thing is expensive, but the effect of taking pictures is really good."

Ye Wuque grinned funnyly, and when he saw that the protagonist of the photo in the camera was himself, his expression changed.

However, he did not immediately make a statement, but pretended to look at it seriously and joked: "Is this the photo you took? I said, buddy, your photography skills are really bad, and you have lost such good equipment.

Look, you can’t recognize someone’s good handsome guy, okay? You really have to practice your photography skills. Are you from the photography enthusiasts association? It looks quite like that when you take pictures."

The man in the middle part still did not look back, but was still immersed in his own world. After hearing Ye Wuque's words, he curled his lips disdainfully, tweaked his hair, and continued: "What do you know? I'm not from the photography enthusiasts association. I'm... Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. Do you know? This is not a photo, it's a good thing!"

nice one?

Ye Wuque raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother, can you stop talking nonsense? This is not a photo. What good thing is it? You are not a beauty. Can the photos of big men be sold for money? I know if you have any special hobbies? Hehe."

"Get out, why are your thoughts so dirty? Tell you that these photos can be exchanged for money. What do you know... Well, why do I tell you so much?..."

The man finally realized that he seemed to have said too much, and he also distinguished that Ye Wuque's voice was not his familiar voice.

He then turned around and wanted to see who the boring guy he had been talking to him for a long time was.

When he saw that it was Ye Wuque, he seemed a little unbelievable. But his mouth slowly opened, looking guilty, and looked more and more stingy, his eyes flashing as if he had an occupational disease.

"You, you...you" The man still couldn't speak for a long time, and the SLR in his hand fell off.

Ye Wuque was quick-witted and reached out to grab the falling camera, and said, "Oh, how a pity you said you had broken such a good device? I seemed to hear me just now that this is money, right? Is there any way to make money, let me share it with me, and everyone can make money together."

Ye Wuque smiled brightly, and he weighed the SLR in his hand every time.

The gaze of the head of the head kept staring at the SLR in Ye Wuque's hand. As Ye Wuque's movements went up and down, he felt heartbroken and had a look of entanglement.

He blew up, scratched his head unnaturally, and laughed, "Brother, you're joking. I'm just an ordinary photography enthusiast. These are just ordinary photos, so why is it money?

These are just experimental photos of me honing my photography skills. There is no way to make money. Brother, you must have heard it wrong just now, really!

Also, can you put my camera down first? To be honest, this thing is quite expensive, I'm afraid you will fall it if you miss it.

Brother, don’t know, I bought this camera in order to save money, but I saved it up after chewing instant noodles for more than a semester. Oh, brother, you’re scared me to death. Can you be careful?

If you have anything to say, let’s sit down and talk, would you please put down the camera first?"

The head stretched out his hand, his face full of pitiful looks.

He held the camera and was ready to come to rescue him at any time. If it really fell and broke, it would be really distressing.

Ye Wuque smiled wickedly and said, "Oh, that's it. So you are a photography enthusiast. Tsk tsk, why do I look at you more and more obscene? The more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more I look at you, the more

Ye Wuque looked up and down, even though he said with disgust, "Will normal people take photos in this position? Will normal people hide in the grass and take photos? You are not Garen.

Also, the most important point is that I can’t care why you bastard take pictures. At most, you just scold you for being a "pervert" in your heart when you see it. But who is not good at taking pictures of you bastard? Do you take pictures of me secretly?"

Ye Wuque shivered with chills a few times, feeling goosebumps all over his body. He took two steps back and looked at the head of the head with strange eyes: "What do you want to do? What do you want to take a sneak shot of me? Explain it honestly, otherwise you will be ready to continue eating instant noodles for another semester."

As he said that, Ye Wuque held up the camera in his hand high and made a gesture to fall.
Chapter completed!