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Chapter 265

Chapter 265

"Can you escape?"

The photographer had just taken a few steps when a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

His expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously turned around and looked behind him.

Just now, this figure was still dozens of meters behind him. He just turned around and ran a few steps, and the figure appeared in front of him.

He finally confirmed that the man in front of him was Yang Chen, whom he had been following and secretly photographing all afternoon.

"Are you sick? Why are you blocking my way?"

The photographer said guiltily, pretending to be calm and about to leave.

"Stop pretending, you've been secretly filming us all afternoon. Bring the camera over here!" Yang Chen said calmly.

"You're not a celebrity. Who the hell secretly photographed you?" the photographer said angrily.

Yang Chen sneered: "If you don't want to give it to me, then I will take it myself!"

After the words fell, Yang Chen stretched out his hand and walked towards the SLR camera.

"Are you a fucking robber?"

The photographer said angrily and quickly dodged.

How could he stop what Yang Chen wanted to do?

It was very easy to hide the camera.

"Boy, give me back the camera quickly, or I'm going to call the police!" the photographer said with a threatening look.

Yang Chen ignored it, picked up the camera and started tinkering with it. The photographer wanted to grab it, but he couldn't grab it at all.

Soon, Yang Chen saw the photos in the camera. There were nearly a hundred photos, each one showing him and Qin Yi at the amusement park.

This guy should be a professional photographer, and the angles of the candid shots are very clever. In every picture, Yang Chen and Qin Yi look very close, and they look like a couple.

"Return my camera so quickly!"

The photographer roared angrily. He had managed to secretly take so many photos. If Yang Chen discovered it, it would be over.

But what he didn't expect was that Yang Chen had already found the photo and looked through it over and over.

Yang Chen's eyes gradually became colder, and his sharp eyes suddenly fell on the photographer. When he met Yang Chen's eyes, he suddenly trembled, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"You, what do you want to do?"

The photographer took a few steps back and looked at Yang Chen in horror.

"Tell me, who asked you to do this?" Yang Chen said coldly.

"What did you say? I don't understand!" the photographer pretended to be confused.

Yang Chen gave him a cold look, and then took out the memory card.

"What are you doing? Give my camera back!"

Seeing Yang Chen pull out the memory card, the photographer knew that he had been exposed and quickly stepped forward to snatch it.

"Bang!"

Yang Chen slammed the valuable SLR camera on the ground. With his strength, the impact was completely devastating. The camera instantly fell into pieces. Even if it could be repaired, there was no hope.

The memory card was also crushed into pieces by him and thrown into the trash can nearby.

"You, you dare to destroy my camera, I will fight you!"

The photographer saw the camera being destroyed, and was instantly overwhelmed by anger, and rushed towards Yang Chen.

"Bang!"

Yang Chen kicked him out. The photographer was kicked several meters away and fell to the ground wailing.

"Tell me, who sent you here? Otherwise, I don't mind that you will never be able to take pictures again."

Yang Chen walked over and stepped on the photographer's hand. As long as he exerted force, this hand would be crushed in an instant.

The photographer felt the pressure gradually coming from the back of his hand. His expression suddenly changed and he shouted quickly: "Someone found my studio and gave me 10,000 yuan to secretly take intimate photos of you and your girlfriend.

But I don't know who he is."

The photographer was really scared. After all, this was his job. If his hands were disabled, everything would be ruined.

Yang Chen asked again: "Where is your studio? When did that person ask you to secretly photograph us?"

"At No. 500 Mintai Street, Yijie Photography Studio, just two hours ago, a middle-aged man found me and asked me to come to Jiangzhou Paradise to shoot immediately." The photographer quickly said truthfully.

Yang Chen then let go of his feet and shouted coldly: "Get out!"

The photographer seemed to have received amnesty and rolled away.


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