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"Are you sure there is a man in Lin Yao's car?"
"I didn't see it clearly, but there must be two people. I feel it should be a man."
"The car has been parked for so long without getting out of the car. Is it really"
"Damn it, my palms are sweating with such a big item, hurry up and get there!"
On the left side of the nanny's car, two paparazzi got out of the pickup truck. One was holding a camera, and the other turned on the camera on his mobile phone. Both of them were flushed with excitement.
This is Lin Yao!
The national goddess, the dream lover of countless men.
The successor to the diva who has released several hit songs one after another.
Combining looks and works, she is the most popular female singer right now!
The thought of being able to catch such a big melon made the two paparazzi tremble with excitement.
This is a "career" milestone.
And, most importantly, the sponsor paid a huge price for Lin Yao¡¯s materials!
If you seize this order, you will be able to have food and clothing for the rest of your life!
At this moment, on the right side of the nanny car, there were also two paparazzi with excited faces, approaching quietly.
The window glass of Lin Yao¡¯s nanny car is black, which can effectively block the prying eyes from outside, but the front glass is transparent.
The paparazzi¡¯s plan was to approach quietly, then suddenly rush to the windshield and snap shots inside.
As long as there is something in the car, it will definitely not be able to escape!
Of course, both groups of people know that there are competitors on the other side of the car. At this time, the competition is about bravery and carefulness!
In order not to be discovered by the people in the car, the four paparazzi simply lay down on the ground and crawled quickly on their hands and feet.
Even though they slapped their faces mercilessly on the ground and dust got into their mouths from time to time, the four of them remained silent and crawled forward silently and firmly.
Time passed by second by second, and there was only a slight rustling sound in the parking lot from time to time. It was the sound of the paparazzi's faces and knees rubbing against the ground.
Finally, twenty seconds later, there were still five meters away from the nanny car on both sides.
At this distance, it takes about five to seven seconds to get up from the ground and rush to the front windshield of the nanny car. If you can restrain your voice as much as possible while moving quickly, there is still a high probability that the people in the car will not be able to react. .
Of course the paparazzi want to get closer, but their rich combat experience tells them that this distance is already the limit.
"Follow my orders, five, four, three"
On the right side of the nanny car, one of the middle-aged men began to count down in a low voice. A young paparazzi lying on the ground next to him was as quiet as a virgin, and his whole body was tense. When the countdown reached one, he rushed out like a rabbit and took the car away in one fell swoop. Get the big stuff inside!
At the same time, the two paparazzi on the left side of the nanny car also slowly put their hands on the ground, arched their bodies slightly, and made a starting posture.
In the quiet parking lot, the atmosphere condensed for a moment.
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, there was an abrupt sound of engine starting and the sound of tires scraping the ground. A black van parked opposite the nanny car suddenly started.
When the tires were rubbing in place and almost causing sparks, the people in the car finally let go of their hands. The van rushed out like a black hyena and rushed towards the two people on the left side of the nanny car who were making a start. Two paparazzi!
"I@*#"
The two paparazzi were caught off guard. They didn't even have time to finish their curse words, so they rolled on the spot in panic and avoided the van.
And when the van rushed to the rear of the nanny car, its tires spun sharply and squeaked! There was a harsh friction sound, and the car body suddenly made a beautiful flick.
He walked around to the right side of the nanny car and bumped into the two paparazzi on this side.
¡°Fuck!
The two of them were also scared out of their wits and quickly rolled to the side. The black van roared past the nanny car, and then flicked its tail again, landing directly less than half a meter away from the front of the nanny car.
The four paparazzi collapsed on the ground, almost losing their souls.
¡°Are you so crazy?!
¡°One of the young men couldn¡¯t help but cursed at the black van.
However, what responded to him was the roar of the engine and the sound of tires rubbing again.
¡°Fuck, run!
When the four paparazzi saw that this guy was really like a mad dog and was about to charge at them again, they were so frightened that they peeed and their hair was wet.He got up, turned around and ran away.
He staggered back to the pickup truck and car, quickly started the car, and drove to the exit of the parking lot in a panic.
"what happened?
In the nanny¡¯s car, Lin Yao was at a loss.
When she heard the movement of the black van, she and Fang Xiaole quickly separated, and the two of them saw everything that happened behind them through the car window.
"Those four people are paparazzi?"
Fang Xiaole noticed that the four people were holding cameras in their hands, and he immediately remembered the incident where the window glass was smashed by a stone while eating at a private restaurant.
Did Lin Yao start to be followed by the paparazzi at that time?
"That car
Lin Yao tugged on Fang Xiaole's sleeve and pointed forward with a pale face. The black van was still lying in front of the nanny's car, motionless.
You can vaguely see a man sitting in the car, but he is wearing a hat and has his head lowered, so his appearance cannot be clearly seen.
And this man seemed to be quietly looking at the nanny's car.
The three people in the two cars looked at each other.
In this remote corner of the parking lot, the atmosphere fell into a strange silence again.
"husband"
Lin Yao was a little scared and held Fang Xiaole's hand tightly.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Fang Xiaole gently patted the back of Lin Yao's slightly cold hand.
"This person seems to be helping us."
If the van had not rushed out in time, he and Lin Yao might have been photographed by the paparazzi.
"However, this is just a speculation based on the situation just now. It is difficult to determine the real situation.
"Start the car."
Fang Xiaole suddenly said to Lin Yao.
"okay."
Lin Yao was stunned, and then started the engine according to Fang Xiaole's instructions.
Seeing the nanny car start suddenly, the person in the black van seemed to be startled. He held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. The car jumped out and quickly drove out of the parking lot.
"Husband, that person is gone."
Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the chair.
Fang Xiaole frowned, "Honey, we are being followed."
Lin Yao turned her head and looked at Fang Xiaole: "Is it the paparazzi?"
Fang Xiaole nodded: "Probably."
"I'm sorry, they must have wanted to follow me. It's all my fault."
Lin Yao felt very guilty.
She had never experienced anything like this before, and while she was in shock, she was also a little worried.
¡° If she is often followed by paparazzi, then she may not have the chance to meet Fang Xiaole in the future.
In that case, would Fang Xiaole be dissatisfied?
After all, who wants to find a girlfriend who can¡¯t see him often? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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