Chapter 381: The dog jumps over the wall!
Come to the underground garage.

Seeing that there was no one around, Fan Bingbing and Jia Jingwen came over with smiles on their faces.

This man's abilities are growing stronger and stronger, and he can be said to be a reliable backer.

Just now, so many female artists came close to him, trying to be warm and intimate with him, which made them feel itchy.

It’s okay for the girls in Girls’ Generation, after all, everyone knows each other well.

Those who were in the Hong Kong circle actually came over with a bold face, which made Jia Jingwen a little uneasy.

Fortunately, the man is reliable and was not seduced by those vixens!

"Ah Sheng, the nurse, maid, and bunny girl series has arrived. Do you want tonight..."

Fan Bingbing leaned over to Du Sheng's ear and whispered in a soft voice that sounded as sweet as orchid.

She and Jia Jingwen had worked together before, and they were getting along quite well at the moment. She supported the slightly drunk man on both sides as they prepared to get into the car.

"Let's make a deal first. No begging for mercy tonight! Whoever opens his mouth will be punished until noon the next day."

Du Sheng was a little irritated by the soft and close contact of several female artists tonight. He smiled and put his arm around their waists and helped them to the car.

As he was about to sit down, he paused slightly.

Du Sheng's sharp eyes caught a fleeting glimmer of light.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a camera lens vaguely visible in the window of a car about ten meters away.

Du Sheng quickly looked around and smiled softly at Fan Bingbing and Jia Jingwen:

"Wait a minute, take care of a little thing."

Fan Bingbing and Alyssa Chia were slightly startled, then they calmly released their grip on Du Sheng's hand.

Du Sheng gave Wang Yaoyang a look and his right hand trembled slightly.

Whoosh!
There was a sharp sound, and the camera lens in the opposite car suddenly exploded.

Click!

"What the hell! What's going on?"

Inside the car, a young reporter wearing a soft hat was horrified and quickly took back his camera.

What's happening here?
How could the camera explode for no reason if there was no bump on it?
He checked carefully and found a thumb-sized hole in the center of the lens.

Entrance?

Why is there a hole?

Even if it was damaged by low temperature, it should be just a crack.

He shook the camera gently and heard a slight metallic clang coming from inside the lens.

Is it possible that the internal parts are damaged?
Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly noticed a little reflected light.

Something seemed to be vibrating.

Upon closer inspection, his face turned pale in an instant.

It was a thin golden needle about an inch long!
It has penetrated two-thirds of the way into the lens.

dong dong!

Someone knocked on the car window and he shuddered all over.

The young reporter turned his neck with difficulty and saw Wang Yaoyang standing outside the car, staring at him expressionlessly.

Not far away, there was a figure walking slowly.

The moment he saw Du Sheng, the young reporter felt as if the blood in his body froze!
Oops!

Got busted!

He had watched Du Sheng's matches before, and couldn't help but recall the images of those boxers' broken bones...

I was sweating all over.

The golden needle in his hand was like a piece of burning charcoal, making it difficult for him to control it.

Only then did he realize that his camera was not broken due to low temperature, but was pierced precisely by the golden needle!

And the evil star is right outside!

Oh my God!
From a distance of more than ten meters, can a golden needle accurately shatter a camera lens?
This is simply beyond human capabilities!

No wonder the other party became the king of fighting, this is real skill!

The young reporter regretted his decision and wondered why he accepted this private job.
If Du Sheng had aimed at his head just now, he would have died long ago!
dong dong!

Wang Yaoyang knocked on the window again, and the sound echoed in the silent night.

Young reporter Fan Dechao's heart tightened, his hands trembled slightly, he slowly rolled down the window, and managed a smile:
"Mr. Du, what are you doing...?"

There was an undisguised nervousness in his voice, for fear of angering the big boss in front of him.

Du Sheng glanced around and said indifferently:
"Still busy so late?"

"Yes, yes, life forces me to do so..."

Fan Dechao's smile seemed a little forced, and he carefully observed Du Sheng's reaction.

Wang Yaoyang pointed at the camera in his hand, smiling with a hint of amusement:

"Is there something wrong with the camera?"

His words were like a sharp knife piercing my heart.

Fan Dechao trembled all over and forced a smile:

"This thing is really unreliable. It stops working when the temperature drops and even the glass breaks."

As he spoke, he handed over the camera, and the smile on his face became increasingly stiff.

"Can you help me get rid of it?"

There was a hint of pleading in his voice, hoping that Du Sheng would let him go.

Wang Yaoyang took the camera and pulled out the film.

"The quality of Japanese goods is really not good. Since you are still working so late at night, how about reimbursing you?"

"No, no need!"

Fan Dechao quickly waved his hand to refuse.

to reimburse?

What an international joke.

This is going to cost you your life, right?
Du Sheng stretched out his hand and motioned for Fan Dechao to show his press card.

"Delivery to your door, check the address."

His voice was calm, but Fan Dechao could sense the urgency in it.

Fan Dechao was really about to cry. He gritted his teeth, took out his press card from his pocket and handed it to Du Sheng.

"Nanjiang Express, Fan Dechao, I have some impression of him."

Du Sheng returned the press card to him and said calmly:
"I'll have someone send you a new camera later." "Really, it's not necessary..."

Fan Dechao's voice almost sounded like tears.

"You must accept it."

Du Sheng is very caring and loving:

“It’s not easy during the Chinese New Year.”

After saying that, he gestured to Wang Yaoyang and turned away.

The latter chuckled knowingly, turned around and got into the reporter's car.

Before long, he felt at ease again.

Fan Dechao watched the two people leave until the taillights of the car disappeared, then he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“This is simply not a job for humans…”

His expression changed for a moment, but he didn't show much regret.

The worst that can happen is that you lose your job.

After a moment, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number:
"I really can't do this, no matter how much money I get. I'm afraid I'll make money but won't live to spend it..."

After listening to Wang Yaoyang's report, Du Sheng was not surprised.

Considering the recent situation, we can guess the identity of the mastermind without asking.

The only people who used this method to deal with him were Ding Qi, Ni Zhen, and Song Jude, who were desperate.

Clowns always try to find trouble, but that is not a long-term solution.

Why not just solve it once and for all?

A cold light flashed in Du Sheng's eyes.

With his abilities, it is not difficult to get rid of these people without leaving any trace.

If we get to the bottom of it, it will most likely point to him.

After all, the two sides had just finished fighting online, and suddenly something happened to these people. It is hard not to be suspicious.

"Ah Sheng, is everything okay?"

Fan Bingbing buried her head in Du Sheng's arms. Seeing him lost in thought, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

Jia Jingwen, who was sitting next to Du Sheng with her arm around his shoulders, also turned her head curiously.

They knew that for ordinary matters, there was no need for Du Sheng to step in.

Although it seemed calm just now, an unknown contest had actually taken place.

Du Sheng didn't want the girls to worry, and didn't want them to intervene, so he smiled and hugged them:
"Nothing, I was just wondering which of you would look better in a nurse's uniform!"

"That must be ice. With the fox's charming cry, it's like Daji in the world!~"

Jia Jingwen giggled, as if she remembered what happened last time.

When Fan Bingbing recalled the last time Du Sheng had used sweet words to coax her into wearing a fox costume with a tail, her pretty face turned red:
"Asshole, let go, or you'll have to carry me away later!"

At this moment, her eyes were confused, her breathing was gasping, and her hands were tightly gripping Du Sheng's shoulders.

If this continues, I will definitely not be able to walk.

Du Sheng laughed and very fairly pulled Jia Jingwen to his side.

The next moment, Jia Jingwen's exclamation turned into a hum and she became speechless.

.........

After that day.

The classical and elegant room seemed to have been hit by an earthquake.

The shaking continued until the second half of the night before slowly subsiding.

Jia Jingwen lay on the couch, her shoulders half bent, and she fell asleep peacefully and comfortably.

“…I can’t do it anymore.”

Fan Bingbing was sweating profusely and her legs were trembling.

Seeing Du Sheng waking up early in the morning and ready to drive, he exclaimed:
"I have another announcement today. I really don't know how to do this geography question. I can't do it again!"

Although her voice was soft and charming, it also had a hint of submissiveness.

There's no way. Have you ever seen a mecha monster?

Outrageous!

Especially when the opponent is in a crazy and unreasonable state, even a 2 VS 1 confrontation would be unbearable.

Du Sheng hugged the woman in the tattered nurse uniform back into his arms, stroked her smooth shoulders, and said with a half-smile:

"Who told me last night to improve my geography knowledge, and this is the result?"

Fan Bingbing glared at him weakly and said, "Your coal can even pierce the earth, what the hell do you think you can do?"

She lay on Du Sheng, stretched out her delicate hands to put on his shoulders, and gently rubbed his shoulders:

"I'll help you relieve some of the pressure and calm down, that should be ok."

Du Sheng appreciated the little fairy's attentive service and closed his eyes.

Fan Bingbing's small hand slowly moved up, gently massaging Du Sheng's forehead, and her body moved closer.

Du Sheng felt as if his head was resting on something warm and soft. He instantly understood what was going on and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Ah Sheng, is this what you want?"

Fan Bingbing's charming voice came to my ears, like the fragrance of an orchid.

Du Sheng patted her slender thighs twice with his backhand, and said in a muffled voice:

"Yes, I like people who chase balls!"

As he spoke, his hand stayed on the stocking-clad thigh, caressing it without moving away at all.

Although I can no longer help the little fairy to open her mind, Teacher Du still has other courses to teach!
The room was quiet and the air was filled with a charming atmosphere.

Fan Bingbing's cheeks flushed and she began to sweat as she exercised. Just as she was about to score another goal, a quick ring from her cell phone broke the silence.

Fan Bingbing frowned and originally wanted to ignore the ringing.

Feeling Du Sheng patting her buttocks twice, Fan Bingbing rolled her eyes at him and picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground.

"Sister Bai Zhi? Happy New Year...

Well, we are in Hengdian.

Ah Sheng is here too. Is there something urgent to deal with? I'll transfer the call to him."

.........

(End of this chapter)