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Chapter 505: The Battle of Millet Grain Defense (14)

Although there were many people in the venue, no one spoke. The moment she muttered, Lin Xiaoxian heard her.

He suddenly went crazy. Could it be that she didn't know who was filming secretly and just wanted to defraud?

At this moment, Zong Tang hurried in from outside.

He didn't seem to see Lin Xiaoxian in Guozu, and was worried that he would get a needle's eye. He walked straight to He Xiaoran, lowered his voice and said, "A Yuan asked me to tell you, it's not him."

He Xiaoran stared: "How did he know it wasn't him?"

"We have checked and found out that the purpose of the three people who secretly photographed him was to vote for He Miao."

He Xiaoran: "..."

She turned to look at the big helmet who was waiting to scold her sister. He Miao was standing there, swaying her body and wearing a flower.

Zong Tang nodded affirmatively, "Those three people are from a self-media company. They just want to capture exclusive pictures and create some stunts. Because there is too little information about He Miao on the market, they picked He Miao as a target and went to secretly take photos.

, it happened to be a day when she went out..."

He Xiaoran was stunned and secretly photographed He Miao? Didn't she suspect the wrong person?

She suspected that Zhou Chenyuan had hired someone to secretly take photos of millet grains, but it turned out not to be the case.

She suspected that Lin Xiaoxian wanted to contain the red king and act as a spy beside her, but it turned out not to be the case.

She thought so hard, but she didn't expect that the other party was here to take secret photos of He Miao!

"What's so good about He Miao?" He Xiaoran didn't understand. He Miao wore a big helmet every day and couldn't even see his little face. It would be better to find someone to cosplay him than to secretly take photos of He Miao.

What's more, there is a certain degree of danger in taking secret photos of He Miao. Either the person taking the secret photos was beaten to death, or He Miao was scared to death. What's wrong with these people?

Zongtang said: "Are you not online? Do you know how curious people on the Internet are about He Miao's personal situation?"

He Xiaoran: "..."

She smacked her lips and quickly put away the camera. She glanced at Lin Xiaoxian and said nothing. Instead, she held He Miao's hand and waved to King Hong and Nan Zhao, "Oh - forget it, let's go."

, go home!”

Lin Xiaoxian: "???"

Others in the boxing ring: "..."

"He Xiaoran, stop right here!"

As expected, He Xiaoran stood firm, "What are you doing? I don't have trouble with you anymore, so you still have trouble with me? There's nothing you can take off, and if you take it off again, you'll just peel off the skin."

Lin Xiaoxian's face was livid, "You came to my place to cause trouble today and just left like that?"

"What if I don't leave? What can I do if you don't give me a photo? Killing is limited." He Xiaoran fell asleep and did not express any apology at all. "If you don't want to live long, wait until I have prepared enough."

If I have enough money, I can go to Country T and kill you."

"You really have..." Lin Xiaoxian saw the big helmet ready to move and swallowed his words again. The lunatic actually felt regretful for a moment visibly.

He Xiaoran was still drowsy, "Is everything okay? If nothing is okay, let's go. Oh, hurry up and find something for your boss to wear. He's not even wearing clothes that cover your body. There are ladies here, how can you behave appropriately?"

The boxers want to curse, but who is to blame for the boss’s lack of clothes? It’s not because you let that big helmet get ripped off!

Lin Xiaoxian's eyes fell on the camera in her hand, "Delete the video for me!"

He Xiaoran covered her mouth in surprise, "Deleted? How is that possible? I won't delete yours. You have my video in your hand, so don't delete it. Let's keep it for each other to enjoy. You watched my sweet video.

, I saw your..." He Xiaoran showed a sad face, "From now on, just cultivate your moral character!"

Lin Xiaoxian was immediately made to spit out the mouthful of blood with an "aww" sound.

He Xiaoran took He Miao's hand and led them away in a swaggering manner.

As soon as she left, Zhou Chenyuan's group didn't stop for a step and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxian's bodyguards stood up in a hurry, took off their clothes one by one and put them on Lin Xiaoxian, "Boss! Boss wears mine..."

"roll!"

On the way back, He Miao's big head was lying on He Xiaoran's lap, and she kept asking, "Sister, am I doing well today?"

He Xiaoran praised her: "It must be great, super great."

He Miao was still a little disappointed: "Stop scolding that bad guy!"

He Xiaoran was also a little disappointed. She also wanted to see what He Miao looked like after slapping Lin Xiaoxian thirty times. It was a pity that her little He Miao was too principled and would not hit anyone unless they scolded her.

I must teach He Miao a lesson next time: if there is no chance, we must work hard to create opportunities!

Nan Zhao glanced at He Xiaoran in the rearview mirror and asked, "What did Zong Tang tell you? He was about to leave suddenly. Didn't he ask him to hand over a photo?"

He Xiaoran glanced at him and said, "Ah, I made a mistake. Those people were sent by a self-media account to secretly take photos of my big celebrities."

Nan Zhao turned around sharply, "Then you randomly looked for the murderer? Didn't you say it was three strong men?"

He Xiaoran's eyes were sleepy, "How can you say it's random? I obviously have a target in mind. The media knew that He Miao had studied martial arts and was afraid of being beaten in a conflict, so the unit specially selected tall people in the hope that something would happen.

, and no one will be killed.”

"You still dare to say that you are on target? Let's go directly there today and destroy Lin Xiaoxian's face and dignity. Then you won't be afraid that Lin Xiaoxian will get angry and retaliate against you. You are a person with millet grains now!" Nan Zhao said angrily: "You don't

Think about yourself, but also think about the millet grains!"

"I've thought about it." He Xiaoran said: "I don't trust either you or Hong King. From today on, I feel relieved. Isn't this just thinking about Xiaomili? No matter how well I think about it, I will always be around myself

What if there are two spies hiding, Xiaomi Li? Besides, Lin Xiaoxian saw thirty people behind me today. If he dares to provoke me, next time he sees three hundred people."

Nan Zhao was choked and couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, he said: "If you take advantage of the Fifth Young Master like this, the Fifth Young Master will be angry if he finds out."

He Xiaoran: "He is so kind, so he won't be angry. Besides, he got a son for no reason. He is lucky to have met my ex-girlfriend who is so beautiful and can raise a son. It is his honor to serve me."

, he will only hate that I have too few opportunities to use him, otherwise."

Nan Zhao: "..."

Wouldn't this be too bullying? But Nan Zhao then thought about it and realized that the person being bullied was not his master, so he didn't care.

When He Xiaoran is happy, everyone will be happy.

But I'm still a little worried: "Will Lin Xiaoxian just give up?"

"I can fight him in the ring this time, but next time I will be his home base and the power behind him."

He Xiaoran didn't wait for him to speak and said proactively: "Zhou Chenyuan is the best tool man in the world! Great!"
Chapter completed!
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