American Fortune Life

"One more person"

Sitting attentively on the tree, Yuri Cortez, holding a long focal length camera and waiting for a shooting opportunity, heard a sudden voice, his body trembled, his face was ugly, and his eyes slowly looked down at the tree.

I saw three burly men in black suits appearing under the tree where he was. Two of them looked up at him with a sneer, and the other bent over on the ground to look for something and slowly straightened up. The body also looked up at him.

"Only the footprints of two people were found."

Standing under the tree, sneering and sneering, and Tu took a look in panic, Michael first raised his hand and pressed the headset, and then reported: "I have seen the guests, but there is another one who is no longer with me. "

After the report was finished, Michael looked up at the tu shooter who was still stupid in the tree and smiled, "Friends on the tree, come down, let's talk."

"Don't ... don't, don't get me wrong, I ..."

"Guru"

Yuri, who wanted to say something, looked at the man in black who had just raised a pistol in his hand. The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at himself, and he couldn't help but look pale and raised his hands in trembling.

"This piece of land belongs to private territory. You are now trespassing. According to the castle law, I am killing you now, and it is your fault!"

"Don't shoot, I'm not malicious, I'm just a reporter ... I, I'll come down immediately, please don't shoot."

Yuri on the tree heard the other person ’s words, it was completely frightened. Of course, he knew that it was a good idea to break into the private territory, and he was deserved to be killed. At this time, where else can he take care of anything else, it is good to temporarily save his life. Although he was killed, this bodyguard may be a little troublesome, but for the world's richest man behind him, what is it?

Looking at the other person's cold, indifferent eyes, Yuri knew that the other person might really kill him without hesitation, so he took the camera off his neck and lowered it slowly with a strap. When he saw a bodyguard under the tree raise his hand for a gesture, he let go. The other side caught the falling camera with great accuracy. Yuri climbed down the tree with a pale face. After landing, he leaned against the big tree. With a smile on his ugly face, he raised his hands to signal his harmlessness.

"It's pretty professional, and I know how to disguise, auspicious clothes, ha ~ you know, just dress up like you, in fact, I can snipe you directly on the opposite side!" Mylk put the gun back in the holster, Squinting sneer, said coldly.

Really terrified Yuri, when just trying to say something, the bodyguard who was looking at the camera said coldly, "Is that all?"

"Yes, yes, that's all, really, I didn't lie ..."

"boom!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me ..."

At this moment, a gunshot scared Yuri to the ground, holding her head, and shouting with trembling.

Michael and the other two bodyguards looked at each other, knowing that something had happened on the other side.

"Take it back first." Michael looked at the paparazzi shivering in horror, with a disgusted expression on his face, lifted his foot and kicked the other side, and said coldly, "Shut up!"

"Woohoo"

Yuri flinched in shock, horrified, covering his mouth tightly, and the previous gunshot, he knew that something must have happened to Rolando, thinking that Rolando might have been killed, he was even more Frightened, he thought about it, it would be like this, just want to take some photos and make some money, how could he lose his life, tears and snot flowing, his legs trembling and being dragged out by two bodyguards forest.

When Michael and his three men dragged Yuri back to the mansion, they saw a black SUV with a broken rear window glass parked in the yard. Yuri's face became even more ugly when he saw the car, and his expression became more frightened. .

Michael walked around the car and looked at the shot of the front windshield. No blood was found. After knowing that no one had been killed, he signaled to the other two and walked towards the garage.

At this time, the garage was scared, his hands holding a cup of coffee were shaking, his legs were shaking, and Rolando, whose pants had been soaked, was full of bullets whistling from his face. Horrible memories of the past, at that moment, he thought that he was really going to die, but he never thought that the other party really dared to shoot him. He had wanted to drive away after seeing the car blocking the road ahead. Scared of nia, he also had to stop, opened the door, kneeled on the ground with his hands raised, no longer resisted.

What took a more valuable photo, sold to a paparazzi agency, left Los Angeles with money, and lived a rich life ...

Now it seems that the thoughts before are almost a joke. When the bullet shot through the front windshield just now, Rolando swears that if this time he can be safe, he will definitely not be doing paparazzi and doing tutu.

"came back."

Dumbfounded, Rolando heard the leader who had been holding a coffee drinking and laughing at him opposite, and shivered involuntarily, and looked worriedly and horribly.

"call"

Alive! Just be alive ...

Seeing that Yuri, who was equally embarrassed, did not die, Rolando's fear was relieved a little, until there was another chair beside him, and he saw that he was still alive and his eyes were open. Sat on the chair.

"Coffee." Martin poured a cup of coffee for the new ‘guest’ with a smile and delivered it to the other party.

"Thanks ... Thank you." Yuri shook her hands, and Lulu took the coffee cup.

"It ’s nothing to entertain you, but this is the top-level Blue Mountain coffee that most people ca n’t enjoy." Martin leaned on a workbench with a lot of tools and smiled and raised the coffee cup. Raised his gestures.

"Very well. Thank you, sir."

"Thank you, sir."

The two pale-faced paparazzi, after taking a sip like a good-looking baby, squeezed out a smile and thanked Martin.

"Well, don't thank me. You are guests. This should be the case, although you are unsolicited guests." Martin put down his coffee cup with a smile, and said to the two of them, "So, two friends, can Tell me what's going on? What's your name, who are you employed by, or which force? "

"No, no, sir, don't get me wrong. The two of us are paparazzi and are not employed by anyone. We just want to take some photos and sell them for no other purpose ..."

"Sir, really, we are the kind of paparazzi at the bottom of Hollywood, and we are definitely not employed by anyone ..."

Hearing the question from the person in charge who was smiling on the opposite side, Yuri and Rolando were scared and anxiously scrambling to explain, but they knew that the concept of unintentional tu shooting and intentional tracking were completely different. The other party was the richest person in the world Once things are thought to be directed by Andy Smith, then things get really big.

Want to kidnap? Still want to assassinate?

If they could not say clearly, they would really be sent to see God.

"sit down!"

Martin looked at the two men who had stood up, opened their teeth, and panicked, and frowned slightly.

Only then did Yuri and Rolando tremble, like ducks with their necks around. They sat down on the chair honestly, all eyes were praying and panicking, watching Martin with a cold expression, no Dare to say anything more.

"What do I ask, what do you answer, name" ...

Half an hour later, Martin saw Andy in his study.

"Boss, you can basically confirm that the other two are free paparazzi. They did not sign a newspaper. They did not follow the boss. They just wanted to try their luck last week because of finding Miss Scarlett's address. I took some photos, sold them, and squatted on the hillside opposite the house for five days ... "