beauty hunter

Chapter 479 The Real Ania

Chapter 479 The Real Ania

"This girl doesn't seem to have a boyfriend, why buy such flirty clothes?"

Almost at the same time, the man's whisper came from the bedroom window.

Wen Yan deeply felt the same way, this skirt was tight and low-cut, it would definitely be hot on the body of a beautiful reporter.

The search downstairs was still going on, and the beautiful reporter upstairs over there threw the skirt and picked up another dress.

Wen Yan almost popped his eyes for an instant.

It was a nightdress, which was different from all the nightdresses he had ever seen. It turned out to be a sexy nightdress with holes in "key points"!

The appearance of that beauty wearing this nightgown quickly flashed through his mind.

I rely on!

Is there any use for a boyfriend to wear this nightdress?This is simply the most direct and effective stimulation skirt for male excitement!

The beautiful reporter's face was also a little flushed. After comparing herself for a while, she suddenly looked at the window and hurriedly closed the curtains.

Wen Yan knew that she didn't find out that someone was peeping, but she was just shy, so she couldn't help but secretly startled.

When the reporter interviewed him that day, he thought she was quite elegant, but he didn't expect her to be so ###.

But when he thought about it, judging by Zhao Fuhai's "female viewing technique", this beauty seemed to be a "babe". According to this standard, she seemed to be too coquettish.

"Damn! Draw the curtains again!" The guy in the bedroom cursed.

Wen Yan came back to his senses, looked below, the security guards had given up searching, and gathered together for a leader to give a lecture, emphasizing that vigilance should be strengthened tonight and the like.

The movement inside the shower curtain stopped, and the bather came out after a while, with only a small towel around his body, barely covering his waist and hips.

"How?" He wiped his head with a towel as he entered the bedroom.

"I guess I have to try on some more clothes." The peeping man in the bedroom said, "I suddenly have a hunch that that person will come tonight."

"Why?" The bather man asked in surprise.

"Simple, she bought so many beautiful clothes, half of them are sexy pajamas, underwear and so on." The peeping man smiled evilly, "If it wasn't for her sweetheart, would she do this?"

"High!" The bathing man suddenly said, "Hurry up and adjust the camera, and try to complete the task tonight!"

On the balcony, Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.

camera?What are these two trying to do?

After 2 minutes, the security guards dispersed.

Wen Yan rolled down from the balcony without a sound, and sneaked into the opposite building along the dark place.

At any rate, he knew the beautiful reporter well, so he reminded her casually, and it didn't take much effort to do a good deed.

Of course, the most important thing is that if such a beautiful beauty gets a pornographic photo taken by those two wretched bastards, she might be coerced, and it would be too worthless for two people to be cheap!

Two minutes later, in the building opposite, Wen Yan found the door and was about to knock on the door when his phone vibrated suddenly.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Zhao Fuhai's call. He couldn't help being slightly startled, and retreated to the stairs, and connected the call.

The other side said directly: "Master Wen, where are you? When should I have the next massage?"

Wen Yan slapped his head.

He has been so busy these past few days that he almost forgot about Zhao Fuhai, so he quickly lowered his voice and said, "It hurts again now?" After giving this guy a massage last time, it's time for the next soothing massage.

Zhao Fuhai hurriedly said: "Not yet, but I feel a bit like a sign before severe pain, and now I'm twitching. I'm at your house now, master, when will you come back?"

Wen Yan said patiently: "Don't worry, I know. Now I'm outside and I can't go back to give you a massage. You follow the technique I said and massage your head every day. This will ensure that you will not feel sick for at least three or four days. Headache. Remember to use your strength, understand?"

Zhao Fuhai lost his voice and said, "I'll do it myself? What if something goes wrong?"

Wen Yan said lightly: "Either I will press it for you when I go back in two days, or I can relieve myself now and figure it out."

Zhao Fuhai had no choice but to say: "Then tell me, Master."

Wen Yan was about to speak when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from downstairs, and hurriedly said: "Hang up first, I have something to do, I'll talk to you later!" He hung up the phone directly, and was about to find a place to hide, when suddenly Feel wrong.

Strange, the footsteps sound a little familiar.

A moment later, a fiery figure came up from the stairs, walked straight to the door of the house where the beautiful reporter lived, looked around, and rang the doorbell.

On the corner of the stairs on the third floor, Wen Yan had seen her petrified the moment he saw her.

It turned out to be Anya!

Strange, why is she here?Do you know that 33d beauty?

Only ten seconds later, the door opened, and the beautiful reporter appeared, and said pleasantly, "Why are you here so early?"

Anya said with a distressed face: "I feel bored, so I came earlier."

The beautiful reporter wondered: "Afflicted?"

Anya hesitated to speak: "I... well, forget it, the matter has nothing to do with you, don't talk, go in."

After the two women entered, Wen Yan turned around and went upstairs.

Originally, he was going to come to remind him and then leave, but now things suddenly changed strangely, he couldn't help but figure out what was going on.

After going up two steps, he suddenly slapped his head.

I almost forgot that there are people watching on the opposite side of the building. If I don't get rid of those two guys, my behavior of trying to enter the 33d beauty's house from the outside has not been clearly photographed?

A few minutes later, he returned to the apartment where the two were, climbed in from the balcony, and sneaked into the living room.

The lights in the whole house were turned off, obviously to avoid attracting the attention of Ania and the other two.

Wen Yan confirmed that there was no one in the living room, and was about to go to the bedroom when he suddenly heard a rush and strange voice, startled slightly, walked to the door of the bedroom, and gently pushed open the door that was only half-hidden. froze.

I grass!

The two men in the room were facing a laptop computer on the table, their eyes were glowing, and their left hands were still moving under their crotches, so they knew what they were doing at a glance!

The lights in the bedroom were also turned off, except for the desk, the other places were hidden in the dark, Wen Yan walked in quietly, and the two of them didn't realize it.

Wen Yan walked around behind them, only to realize that there were four small screens on the screen, facing different rooms. In one of the rooms that looked like a living room, two hot beauties were entangled, and their clothes had been removed. After losing most of it, the peaks and ridges are fully visible, and the waves of the buttocks are flying, which makes people instantly refreshed.

Taking a closer look, Wen Yan opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded.

Isn't this exactly Aniya and that 33d beauty reporter?

"Oh!" A man on the left suddenly roared happily.

Wen Yan came back to his senses, and pressed both hands out at the same time, directly on the backs of their necks.

poop!

The two didn't react at all, and fell sideways directly, falling into a coma.

Wen Yan made sure that there was no one else in the whole house, and then returned to the bedroom, only to see that the two women on the screen had "meet each other naked", and they were very angry.

It was only at this moment that Wen Yan finally understood, but he didn't expect it to be so.

No wonder Ania always has a feeling of disinterest in her attitude towards men. It turns out that she is gay!

The scene on the screen has become more and more unsightly, Wen Yan watched it with relish, and suddenly felt something strange.

Strangely, there was a hot feeling rising in the lower abdomen.Originally, it was just a normal physiological reaction of a man, but as the feeling rose, he actually felt the dull pain caused by the injury relieved.

A soft sound came to his ears suddenly.

It was the sound of the door opening outside!

Wen Yan immediately retreated behind the door.

A man's voice came from outside: "Old Tong! Is there anything going on today?" He approached the bedroom while talking.

Wen Yan's thoughts turned, and he imitated the voice of one of the men: "Yes, come and see!"

Although they are not very similar, but listening from across the door, the person outside did not hear the problem, and said happily: "Really?" Pushing the door open.

Wen Yan quietly grabbed the back of his neck from behind, and immediately exerted force, the man didn't even cry out, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Wen Yan withdrew his hands slowly, and said solemnly, "Is there anyone else coming?"

The man was paralyzed on the ground, only felt a sharp pain in his neck, but he couldn't use any strength from his whole body, unable to move, he could only say with difficulty: "You...are...who?"

Wen Yan suppressed his voice and said: "You are only qualified to answer!" He bent down and pressed the guy's left knee.

In an instant, the man felt unconscious below his knees, and lost his voice, "What... what did you do to me!" But because of the unbearable pain in his neck and throat, his voice was almost a whisper.

Wen Yan stood up straight, and said coldly: "Don't answer my question, this time it's the left leg, next time it's the right leg, then the hand, and finally the life!"

The man was out of his wits, thinking that his left leg was really broken, and the fear that he could not feel the existence of his limbs filled his whole body in an instant, and he hurriedly said: "No... there is no one else."

Wen Yan stepped on the crook of his right knee: "Name?"

The man answered without hesitation this time: "Zhu Cong."

"Pigworm? What kind of stupid name is that?" Wen Yan asked inexplicably, "Why are you monitoring over there?"

"This..." Zhu Cong hesitated immediately.

Wen Yan immediately stepped down hard, immediately disrupting the pulse in the opponent's knee, and the sharp pain rose instantly.

Zhu Cong suddenly twitched all over.If the veins in the neck hadn't been disturbed long ago, it would have made ghosts howl.

Wen Yan waited until he had had enough pain before adjusting his pulse and qi for him.

Zhu Cong breathed a sigh of relief, and said painfully: "I said... I am a reporter from the news channel of Mohe TV Station. We are monitoring Uno. It is... under the instruction of the director..."

"Uno?" Wen Yan was startled, but immediately realized that he was referring to the beautiful reporter, "Reporter? Where's the certificate?"

"Brother...Brother, I come out at night to do... such a thing, how dare I bring... a certificate?" Zhu Cong said with a bitter face, his face was distorted.

"Why are you spying on her?" Wen Yan didn't bother with that question any more, and continued to ask.

"Big... big brother can... can you help... help? It hurts..." Zhu Cong said out of breath.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and pressed on his neck a few times, slightly adjusting his chaotic pulse.

Zhu Cong breathed a sigh of relief, panted violently for a long time, and then said: "A while ago, there was a criminal case. The police came to our TV station to investigate. Although there was no result at the time, after the director talked with the police, he felt that Uno was very serious. It may be an accomplice, so we let us come to see her..."

Wen Yan thoughtfully said: "In other words, your director didn't tell the police about your suspicion and surveillance?"

Zhu Cong panicked and said: "Uno is considered an old reporter in our station. If this incident becomes a big issue, it will have a great impact on the image of the station. How dare the station director tell others?"

Wen Yan fell silent.

It doesn't sound like a lie.