He was still confused.

An ancient black-gold sword had been unsheathed, and several lenses that were shattered into pieces flew out one after another!

Those high-definition lenses that were bought at a high price fell to the ground in pieces, making a crisp and heartbreaking sound.

The young man looked indifferent and his aura was cold. When he stood behind Ye Ran, an invisible wall of haze fell down.

He glanced at the surroundings lightly and uttered a few words in a cold voice.

"No shooting."

Otherwise.

He didn't mind shattering all these people like shattering the lens.

Only he could see.

These people also saw?

And took pictures?

What's that?

He hadn't taken any pictures yet.

He hadn't seen enough yet.

No, he couldn't see enough.

The young man's Adam's apple slowly rose and fell, thinking like this.

"..."

In the extreme sense of oppression.

The air that was extremely enthusiastic just now seemed to solidify in an instant.

In a panic, the reporters retreated one after another, and in a blink of an eye, a circle of space appeared around the two people, like an invisible wall.

These people reacted and apologized hurriedly.

——But their eyes kept moving down from Ye Ran's face strangely.

It seemed that they wanted to see his waist.

But there was such a cold-faced evil spirit behind Ye Xiaoye.

No one dared to look, and they all rationally restrained their eyes.

One of the reporters smiled and said:

"Master Ye has great... great waist strength."

"Indeed, indeed, the young man is also... awesome."

Another reporter saw that Ye Ran and the young man were a little confused, but not angry, so he also plucked up the courage and said sincerely:

"Although he may not be as good as Master Hei."

"But, but among ordinary people, he is already a leader."

"Master Ye is very, very lucky. He also grasped the time very well and will not hurt his body..."

"That's right, but, the young man is still careful and knows how to care for people, ha, ha, ha, ha ha..."

Ah? ? ?

Ye Ran stopped in shock.

He felt that he had heard something extraordinary.

But he couldn't quite understand it.

Why do these media sound like they know more than him?

What the hell is this!

At that time in the ancient building, in the imaginary space...

Isn't there a live broadcast?

If there is, it will be terrible!

Ye Ran's footsteps almost became shaky at that moment, following his strong sense of guilt.

He turned around and was about to ask the reporter what was going on.

He saw the reporters behind him all staring at his suddenly shaky footsteps, their mouths opened into an "O" shape in tacit understanding, and silently said:

"Oh..."

Oh your head!

Ye Ran almost vomited blood. He quickly took out his mobile phone, turned it on, opened the network, and refreshed the news...

Then he saw the Weibo post that Baoer had just posted.

It was on the top of today's hot list.

And his name, Ye Ran, was surprisingly listed at the top of the hot search list.

It was listed alongside his name.

—— It was his waist.

"..."

At that moment, Ye Ran couldn't help but his forehead veins throbbing wildly. He took a deep breath and tried to maintain his elegant image.

He tried to save some of his and his brother's moral integrity in front of many reporters and media.

First.

These journalists and media marketing accounts are really exaggerating.

Second.

The four hours he and the little brother spent investigating in the ancient building were purely fictitious and fake!

Finally.

Hei Xiazi's words seemed more like a joke.

Sister Baoer really relied on her own strength.

While pushing four people into the fire pit at the same time.

She also saved the program team at least tens of millions of publicity costs!

You are worthy of it, Sister Baoer.

Ye Ran moved his lips with difficulty and heaviness.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, he was thinking hard about how to save the image of the two and at the same time restore the little brother's glory.

He cleared his throat.

Trying to make his voice calm, he said to the reporters:

"...You wrote too much."

"What do you mean I can't walk?"

"What do you mean my waist is broken? Am I that weak?"

"Also, who wrote this weird headline?"

"What does Gulou vs. Xiaoge mean???"

"I'm obviously fighting against Mi Tuoluo! Please don't write some distorted headlines, okay?"

"Anyway, I'm not so weak that I can't walk and need someone to carry me out of the forbidden area."

Ye Ran raised his voice and emphasized again: "Absolutely not!!"

He gritted his teeth and held back his anger and said: "Besides, this is a private matter between the two of us..."

He hasn'tFinished.

He hadn't figured out what to clarify next.

He saw the door of the private plane, which had been closed, open.

Sister Baoer blinked her big eyes innocently and walked down from the plane.

She held a shovel in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. She looked quite happy and whistled.

She came to Ye Ran and the boy with a female gangster-like posture.

Ye Ran instinctively had a bad premonition.

However, he didn't have time to cover Sister Baoer's mouth.

He heard Sister Baoer happily say to him in front of countless reporters and media around him:

"Ye boy, I bought you a lot of skin care products."

"After you take these skin care products, the customer service said... well, your body will become stronger and you won't be so weak anymore."

He is not weak!

Veins on Ye Ran's forehead were throbbing, and Sister Baoer said again:

"At that time, I saw you covered in wounds and unconscious."

"Brother carried you out of the forbidden area."

"My heart is lifted tightly, this may be what you normal humans say, worry..."

Ye Ran: "..."

Sister.

Are you here to slap me in the face?

At least give me some face!

Not only did he lose his face now.

My foundation was also exposed by Sister Baoer!!

Ye Ran's mind was a little blank. He stared at the shovel in Sister Baoer's hand, and a dangerous idea gradually emerged in his mind.

——He can use Sister Baoer's shovel.

Did you bury Sister Baoer?

It is forbidden to talk nonsense in front of reporters and the media!

The reporters cheered, their eyes shining.

Looking at Sister Baoer's eyes, it seemed as if they had discovered a treasure, and they rushed over with the cameras in their hands like long guns and cannons.

"Sister, can you tell me more details?"

"What was the posture of the two people when they left the ancient building?"

"Didn't you hear any sound?"

"Are you sure about the exact duration?"

"..."

Countless questions swarmed towards Sister Baoer.

Ye Ran heard Sister Baoer say:

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

"Too noisy. Sister will bury you all!"

In the midst of the swarm of noise.

The tightly closed door of the private plane opened with a "bang".

A cold voice sounded:

"What are you arguing about?"

"What are you staring at? Are you here to eat?"

"Kick them all out."

"If anyone doesn't understand what I'm saying, just..."

Hua'erye's expression was very cold and he made a "click" gesture.

His feet were shaking slightly, as if he was not standing firmly.

It was just far away.

No one could see clearly.

Behind him, in the dark cabin.

A familiar, smiling voice lazily sounded from behind his neck.

"Huaer Ye."

"I really love you...this gesture."

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