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Chapter 310 Photographer: Did you even lie to your teammates?

Wind blew under Zhao Cheng's feet, like a bolt of lightning passing across the ground.

Before anyone could react, he had already rushed out of the encirclement.

He felt that he might have run the fastest speed in his life.

However, the photographer's wails were heard in the distance.

This made his conscience reproached, and he had something to do with what happened to the photographer now.

What's more, if the photographer hadn't picked up the bricks and tried to kill him, the other party probably wouldn't have let him have a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng glanced behind him subconsciously.

I found the photographer holding his head and being surrounded by seven or eight gangsters. Mr. Li, in a suit and leather shoes, leaned on the photographer one by one to vent his anger.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Cheng's footsteps suddenly stopped and he froze on the spot, his eyes moved.

After being together for such a long time, the two of them passed cars together, slept on the street together, and even when they were the poorest, they would break a steamed bun in half and eat it.

The relationship between him and the photographer has long been no longer a mere guest collaboration, but more like a friend.

But it wasn't that he was heartless and wanted to abandon his friends on purpose, but he wasn't Lu Chen, and there was nothing he could do when faced with such a big man.

In Lu Chen's words, his behavior should be called a strategic retreat.

Why fight a losing battle?

Thinking like this, Zhao Cheng's condemned conscience seemed to calm down.

But the next second, his heart was filled with waves again.

"If Lu Chen were here, would he abandon his friends?"

Although Lu Chen did seem to be unreliable on the surface, and he even tricked him many times.

But he can always step forward at critical moments.

Whether it was the old men who led the nursing home to fulfill their wishes before, or this time they took the initiative to help Xiaolin.

Without him, I'm afraid they would have been wiped out in the morning alone.

For a moment, Zhao Cheng's face was full of melancholy. Caught in a dilemma.

On the one hand, if you run to save the photographer, it will probably be of no avail, and you may even get yourself involved.

Coupled with the relationship he and Mr. Li had formed this morning, he was sure that he would turn a chrysanthemum into a sunflower.

But if he ran away like this, it would indeed be unreasonable.

His original plan was to kneel down and run away while the other party was stunned, but no one expected that the photographer would be so bloody, even picking up dozens of bricks and hitting them.

Zhao Cheng froze on the spot and thought for a long time.

Hearing the screams in the distance, he decisively took out the phone.

"We found the gangster from before on West Street!"

After saying that, Zhao Cheng picked up a brick and rushed towards the battlefield in the distance.

Shengruo is red and swollen: "Let him go, if anything happens, come to me!"

Not to mention, this voice really scared the gangsters.

They all stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Zhao Cheng.

When the photographer saw Zhao Cheng returning, his eyes were filled with emotion.

"Brother, I knew you would come back to save me!"

Zhao Cheng looked at the photographer lying on the ground with several dirty footprints on his body, and couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"Why are you just lying down?"

"You just took out bricks, I thought you were very good at hitting them!"

The photographer was lying on the ground, the corner of his mouth twitching involuntarily.

"Who do you think I am doing this for?"

Zhao Cheng held a brick in his hand and protected the photographer lying on the ground behind him.

He threatened the gangsters in front of him with an evil look on his face:

"I'm warning you. I've already notified the person who hit you this morning. You still have time to run away now!"

When the gangsters heard this, they subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at each other in confusion.

Mr. Li shuddered when he heard Zhao Cheng's words, and immediately thought of Lu Chen's figure sweeping across his younger brother. However, he still pretended to be calm and said:

"Hmph! You just informed him that even if he could fly, he wouldn't be able to come so fast!"

"These few minutes are enough for us to retreat!"

"Besides, I don't believe there are so many people. What else can he do to us!"

Mr. Li was a little unsure and looked at the two people in front of him, and Zhao Cheng seemed to sense the fear in his heart.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked behind Mr. Li.

"Really?? Then look behind you!"

The boys present and Mr. Li all turned their heads to look, while the photographer was blocked by the crowd in front of him and could not see behind them at all.

The moment everyone turned their heads, Zhao Cheng quickly grabbed the photographer and was about to run away.

As a result, the photographer stood motionless, his face full of

But when he heard Zhao Cheng say this, he suddenly felt confident.

"Just wait for Brother Lu to deal with you, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the photographer noticed the force coming from his hand and pulled Zhao Cheng back.

"Brother! Brother Lu is here, why are you running?"

"Why don't we take this opportunity to cooperate with Brother Lu inside and outside?"

Hearing the photographer's words, Zhao Cheng's face suddenly turned pale.

He looked at the photographer in front of him in horror.

Before he could remember to explain, the gangsters not far away turned around.

Mr. Li also looked around for a long time, but couldn't find any trace of Lu Chen.

After hearing what the photographer said, I immediately realized something.

Gang hurriedly urged the younger brothers in front of him.

"They want to run away, hurry up!"

In an instant, Zhao Cheng and the photographer were immediately surrounded by Mr. Li's men.

Looking at the innocent-looking photographer in front of him, Zhao Cheng regretfully took a photo of his thigh.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are so sincere!"

At this time, the photographer realized that this was Zhao Cheng's bluff.

He scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly:

"Brother, I didn't expect this. You actually deceived your teammates..."

In the live broadcast room, the audience laughed out loud again when they looked at the two people who were working so well together.

[(laughing and crying) Hahaha! I'm really convinced. What kind of cooperation are you doing? 】

[I am the photographer this time. Who knows Zhao Cheng would come up with such an idea? If it were me, I would definitely want to attack from both inside and outside! 】

[(face covering) What did you say you were doing when you came back? It would be great if you went directly to Brother Lu! 】

[Obviously we are about to be beaten, but why do I always find these two guys so funny! 】

[Ah, this. I didn’t expect this. Their minds don’t seem to be on the same level! 】

[By the way, where is Brother Lu? Brother Lu, come and get it! 】

【…】

On the other side, in the alley.

Lu Chen was smiling, looking at the funny scene between Zhao Cheng and the photographer on the phone screen.

"Pfft" he laughed out loud.

"I'm really convinced by these two guys. I ran away no matter what, only to come back again!"

The photographer looked at Lu Chen, who was laughing loudly at the live broadcast, with a difficult expression on his face.

"Brother, should we go rescue them..."

(End of this chapter)