Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door.

The next second there was a knock on the door.

"President."

Zhan Yan glanced at it, and then his eyes fell on the face of Zhuang Mingyue who was already red-eyed. There were still tears on her delicate face. Zhan Yan gently wiped the tears from her face, "I'm going to deal with some things." ,I will be back soon."

Zhan Yan stood up and left. Looking at his back, Zhuang Mingyue hit his back with a pillow. Zhan Yan felt the impact on his back but didn't take it seriously. It didn't hurt at all to him.

The pillow rolled down. Zhan Yan turned around to pick it up, patted it, and put it again behind her back. Zhuang Mingyue seemed to be deliberately going against him again. Zhuang Mingyue's red eyes stared at him with a hint of ferocity, "I I won’t marry you, absolutely impossible.”

Zhan Yan rubbed her long hair and said, "Be good, okay?"

After Zhan Yan left completely, he opened the door and closed it thoughtfully. The corridor was not well insulated. The bodyguard followed him down the floor before Zhan Yan asked, "What's the matter?"

The bodyguard reported: "Someone caught the paparazzi and took some photos."

Zhan Yan's sinister eyes no longer had the tenderness of Cai Cai, only a cold warmth, "Where's the person?"

Bodyguard: "It's just upstairs, waiting for you to deal with it."

The reporter downstairs was pinned to the ground, with a high-end high-definition camera at hand.

"Let...let me go! I didn't do anything. I'm warning you. The people who came with me have already called the police. If you don't let me go, I will sue you."

Zhan Yan: "Then sign up and give it a try!"

The footsteps were neither light nor heavy. He walked slowly downstairs, with a strong momentum, like an ancient king. He was wearing a suit that he had not changed out of, and his breath was cold.

When the paparazzi looked up and saw the person coming down, he was immediately frightened and dared not speak.

Whether he is the adopted son of the former banker or the current president of Shengshi Group.

Outsiders' exposure to the banquet is even rarer.

Who doesn’t know that in the past, the local leader of the banker is now the master of the imperial capital.

Wait until you actually get in touch with this person.

The paparazzi was immediately frightened.

"Mr. Zhan... Zhan, I... I was just joking. I came here to share my experience with my friends and take photos here and there. I have absolutely no other intention."

"If you don't believe me, you can look at my camera. There are really only landscape photos and absolutely no photos of you."

Zhan Yan stretched out his hand, and the bodyguard immediately handed the camera to his hand. He walked to the sofa and sat down, crossing his legs with a comfortable expression. However, the chill coming from his body made him shiver.

In the beginning, he didn't believe in evil either. He was just a rogue CEO, so what's the big deal?

Until he saw him in person, he wanted to get up and slap himself twice, so he shouldn't wade into the muddy water.

"Mr. Zhan, you have seen it, should you let me go?"

Zhan Yan flipped through the hundreds of photos in his camera, with no sign of anger on his face, so the paparazzi thought they could leave it at that.

Who knows, just listen to him spit out four words slowly.

Zhan Yan: "Tear off his legs for me."

Bodyguard: "Yes."

"No, I didn't do anything. You can't do this to me. Let me tell you, the police will be here soon!" The paparazzi was so frightened that his face turned pale and his words were incoherent.

Zhanyan threw the camera aside and said, "I'll give you three seconds to confess. If you're caught, it won't just be as simple as losing your leg."

"three"

"two"

"... "

On the count of two, the oppressive feeling made him breathless for just a moment, "I said, I said..."

"It's on me."

The bodyguard got Zhanyan's permission and asked the paparazzi on the ground to get up. The paparazzi turned his eyes, looked at the door, quickly turned around and ran towards the door.

Before the bodyguard could come forward to arrest him, an ashtray hit his back knee, and the paparazzi fell to his knees.

"I don't know whether to live or die." Zhan Yan narrowed his dangerous eyes. He had no patience to continue wasting time on this matter, and said coldly, "I found the camera on him, and his legs are disabled."

"I was wrong, Mr. Zhan, I was wrong..."

The paparazzi didn't know how Zhanyan knew he had a hidden camera on him.

Not in a joking tone,

"I am so wrong. I also want to support my family. I have a wife and children. Please don't do this. I kowtow to you."

‘Bang bang bang’ The paparazzi knelt on the ground in fear, knelt forward and kowtowed to him with a dull voice. Soon his forehead was smashed and blood flowed out.

The blood left behind stained his vision red.

"If you want to survive, do one thing for me."

Paparazzi, "Okay, okay, as long as it's what Mr. Zhan orders, I promise to do it."

"This is the camera I have hidden on my body. I promise there is nothing there. If Mr. Zhan doesn't believe me, you can search me."

Zhan Yan has always been rigorous in doing things, and there is no room for any mistakes in a trivial matter.

After the bodyguards searched, they found only a car key and a pack of cigarettes. There were only three cigarettes in the cigarette case, and the few remaining cigarettes were not let go.

"Someone will contact you at seven in the morning."

"As punishment for lying, I will keep your left hand."

Paparazzi, "Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Zhan."

Compared with losing two legs, it is already a blessing to have one left hand.

According to rumors, people who kill decisively and have been underground have always been ruthless, and now he has experienced it.

Tan Jie covered his right hand, got into the car without looking back, and drove away.

After driving off the winding mountain road and onto the elevated highway, I felt like I was alive.