A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Qi Hengyu played with the wooden warehouse in his hand expressionlessly, and the young man who dared to talk about rights was already in a cold sweat at the moment.

In these days, everyone shouts for freedom of public opinion, running warlords, iron-clad newspapers, and journalists who are not afraid of death.

Of course, the so-called not afraid of death is just talking about it. If death is imminent, you should be afraid.

The young man with short hair, wearing a shirt with a pen in his jacket pocket, was completely there with the camera in his arms.

Qi Hengyu glanced at the young man casually, and suddenly asked Shu Ange, "Can you open a wooden warehouse?"

"Uh... yes, Mr. Qi."

She said yes, and Qi Hengyu directly handed Browning to her: "hit his camera."

Hearing that the other party was going to use the wooden warehouse to hit his camera, the young man immediately shouted: "You can't do this, please supervise, the news reports have always said that you are a patriotic statesman and seek the well-being of the people, you are doing this to the common people. heart of."

"So, this is the reason why you secretly photographed and prayed for the supervisor?"

Shu Ange took over Shoumu Cang from Qi Hengyu and looked at the young man from a distance: "While enjoying the freedom of the press, you also know that citizens have the right to privacy."

Under the dim light, the young man blushed, and he didn't steal anything, and it wasn't that he didn't know how to work around.

At least after Shu Ange took over the wooden warehouse, he honestly took the camera off his neck and raised his hands above his head.

The cold wooden warehouse was held in his hand. After Shu Ange skillfully loaded it, he aimed at the camera on the young man's head.

Cameras are still very expensive these days, and this young man is very courageous. Although his words are a bit arrogant, he is not guilty of death.

Shu Ange touched the wooden warehouse for the first time after entering this plane, but her wooden warehouse method is very precise, there is no doubt about this.

She aimed at where the camera placed the film and pulled the trigger.

The hand wooden warehouse used by Qi Hengyu has been specially modified, and the sound of the bullet flying out is very small, and it only makes a bang when it hits the camera.

When the wooden warehouse rang, there was no blood on the young man's face, his lips moved, and he couldn't say a word.

"The target character's favorability is +10, and the current favorability is 15."

She hit a wooden warehouse, and her favorability increased by 10. Qi Hengyu's thinking was puzzling.

Shu Ange wasn't sure about Qi Hengyu's character. After breaking the camera, he respectfully handed the wooden warehouse back to him and praised, "Good wooden warehouse."

Qi Hengyu put away the wooden warehouse, glanced at the young man below, and turned to leave without saying a word of warning. After he turned around, the young man fell to the ground in fright.

When people pass by death, that kind of fear is difficult to analyze clearly in words, only the body can give honest feedback.

Shu Ange gave the young man a pitying look. The cost of repairing a camera is not cheap, but life is more precious. She wished him to be smarter in the future and understand that some people cannot be offended.

Before figuring out Qi Hengyu's character, Shu Ange decided not to follow him. She put the playing cards in the Kun bag and returned to the hall along the way she came.

She found a corner to sit, looked around and found that Qi Hengyu was not here. After sitting for a while, after drinking a glass of wine, she happened to see Adjutant Shen.

Shu Ange greeted Adjutant Shen with a smile. Before she had time to speak, Adjutant Shen spoke first: "Miss Meiyun is here, and Deputy Director Zhang next to the Director's Office is looking for you. Let me give this to you."

He smiled meaningfully and handed Shu Ange a red seal.

Of course, Shu Ange couldn't refuse a gift from the supervisor, and she was also curious about what Qi Hengyu would leave her.

When she took over the red envelope, she vaguely figured out that it should be money, asking Hengyu to send money, which is a rare thing.

"Thank you Adjutant Shen for taking care of me."

Shu Ange bowed, and gave a Western-style salute.

Adjutant Shen's attitude was much more amiable, not as serious as picking people before. She took the opportunity to ask: "I take the liberty to ask, what other arrangements does Commander He have? When can we leave?"

"Miss Meiyun, don't be too restrictive, it's just a banquet. If you're tired, you can leave at any time."

When Adjutant Shen said this, Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled, nodded and said two words of goodbye.

At the banquet, many people were busy dancing, and not many people were concentrating on eating. The young men and women looked forward to the flow of affection between them.

There are prodigal sons who linger in the flowers, there are also courtesans who laugh at their daughters, there are shy girls with pink faces and timid teenagers.

Above the dance, life is full of expressions.

When Shu Ange went out, the guards along the way were still holding the wooden warehouse and stood motionless, as if the feasting and feasting sound didn't touch them at all.

When the night falls, it is said that when several big hotels in Peiping hold dance parties, they can always make noise all night long.

There was still a lot of traffic outside the door, and the telephone poles were lit up in rows. As soon as Shu Ange walked down the steps, Zhou Zhuangshi and Xiao Cui rushed up, sweating all over their heads, and said in a panic, "Miss, you It can be calculated."

Shu Ange nodded. In front of the hotel door, there were occasionally young men and women in suits entering the door with invitations.

It's impossible to get in a car here, Shu Ange looked further afield and said, "Hire a car wherever you go."

Perhaps because of the dense traffic of people near the hotel, the poles were very densely lined up, illuminating the street as bright as day.

The three hired a spacious rickshaw to get on, and reported the name of the alley where they lived.

After getting into the car, Zhou Zhuangshi stabilized his thumping heart and said with a smile: "The entrance of the Central Plains Hotel is really impressive. I heard from the people who came out earlier that the handsome man is very lavish. One person sent twenty yuan per person!"

When he spoke, he turned his hands over, his eyes were shining, and he could not wait to ask Shu Ange how much money he got.

Shu Ange didn't answer Zhou Zhuangshi's words, he coughed against the wind and asked, "Is the hotel more stylish than the outside? I heard people say that the walls inside are inlaid with gold. Girl, have you seen the newspapers? big man?"

He asked here and there just to find out if Shu Ange got the reward.

If it was the original owner, Zhou Zhuangshi and Mrs. Zhou would probably be afraid, but Shu Ange didn't take them seriously.

From the first day he entered this plane, Shu Ange was thinking about drawing a line between the two and taking revenge for the original owner by the way.

However, because nine-tenths of the money earned by the original owner was taken away by Mrs. Zhou, she did not have enough money, so she temporarily lived in a shabby house.

Thinking of this, Shu Ange stretched his hand into Kun's bag and squeezed the red seal. Looking at the thickness, he said there were ten less than ten, but he didn't know what denomination it was.

Zhou Zhuangshi paid attention to Shu Ange's small movements, and felt as if he had eaten cotton candy. He just looked forward to going back early and prying out the money from her hand with Mu's mother.