Rebirth of a wealthy and crazy son-in-law

Chapter 217 Provocation
"Why did you come to negotiate with me today? If not, please go back."

As he said that he was about to close the door, Yang Ming blocked his strength with his hands, not as big as Yang Ming, so he just stood there in a stalemate.

"Why do you want to get rough with me? Let me tell you, you are disturbing the people. Believe it or not, I can sue you right now?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to negotiate with me? I'm coming to you now, come on."

The man glanced up and down before he was willing to let Yang Ming in.

After Yang Ming entered, his jaw almost fell to the ground. He had never seen such a mess in a person's home.

There are snacks and instant noodle buckets on the table and the bucket exudes a musty, rancid smell that is disgusting, and the floor looks like it hasn't been wiped for many days.

Do such sloppy people still exist?Yang Ming frowned subconsciously.

He found a random place to sit down, and the man sneered and looked up at Yang Ming with some disdain.

"Tell me, how much money did you bring to redeem these photos?"

Yang Ming was silent for a while, then looked up at him, "How much do you want?"

"Hey." The man laughed mysteriously, showing a flattering smile: "If it were someone else, then my mouth would start at [-], but you have no money and your reputation is not high. I know, so I won't ask you for more."

Yang Ming ignored him, and looked at him with his lips pursed, only to see him stretch out three fingers, and then said openly.

"Not much, just one person's reputation, what do you think of [-]?"

This man can really open his mouth like a lion, Yang Ming sneered in his heart, showing no emotion on the surface.

"I don't have cash right now."

"Depend on".

The man scolded directly, and then looked at Yang Ming furiously, "You don't have money, what do you come here for? Do you think I'm running a charity? Telling you that I don't have money, it's impossible for me to delete the photo."

"The man in the clothes looks like a dog, and he doesn't have a dime in his pocket. He's a fucking poor man. I'll tell you if I don't kill you today, I won't be in this business anymore."

Hearing that there is no money, this paparazzi is more excited than ordinary people. You must know that he almost risked his life in order to take these photos.

Who knew that Yang Ming would look like this, which made him even more angry.

When he became violent and violent, he lost his temper, and almost everything on the table was smashed.

Yang Ming didn't think of any expression of fear, he had seen it in terrible scenes, not to mention this person's temper, although he was not good, he was vaguely noticed by him.

In fact, there is a part of this person that makes him aware of the difference, but he can't take strong measures, so he can only be soft, otherwise who knows what will happen to him later.

"Although I don't have any money now, I can get it."

The man stopped and smiled at him.

"Since this is the case, then be good, go and withdraw money for me, and I will delete the post right away. Do you know that you have really earned enough for me during this period, and the traffic has exceeded 20."

There was a strong provocative meaning in his words, and Yang Ming just changed his way after hearing it.

"I can get it, but you have to delete the photo."

"You fucking dare to negotiate terms with me."

Yang Ming stood up with a tense expression and clenched his fists: "You can try it. Now that I know where you are, I will send someone to follow you. If I want to do it, I can definitely send someone to stop you."

His words were very plain: "You send the photo, one day I will find someone to block you for a day, of course you won't move, you just monitor your every move."

The emotion on the paparazzi's face was a little unsteady, and what he said was a little frighteningly extreme.

"What do you want to do? Let me tell you, you are breaking the law."

"Then it's not illegal for you to secretly take pictures? After all, we are just the same people."

Yang Ming stood beside him, rubbing his ears in boredom.

"How is it? This condition is not bad, of course, if you don't listen, it's okay, after all, I don't have such a big heart to coax you"

After speaking, his face changed and he wanted to leave immediately. The paparazzi hurriedly said later.

"Okay, okay, I deleted the post."

So under the witness of Yang Ming, he successfully deleted the post, and then canceled the account.

"How? Is this okay?"

Yang Ming nodded.

But the man said provocatively: "I really didn't expect you to have such a little ability. I thought it was such a powerful move."

Yang Ming frowned, but he didn't say what he was thinking, everyone knew better.

"But having said that, that Song Man's figure is really good. It's a pity that I won't go to the movie theater. Who knows what will happen in it, don't you think?"

His words were really like maggots, Yang Ming heard a little impatient, and interrupted directly.

"Don't tell me these details I don't want to hear."

"Oh, they are all out to mess around, so what's the point of embarrassment?"

The paparazzi still had a playful smile, as if they were provoking Yang Ming.

"How? I'm right. After all, there are more and more women who are rich and want to grow up. I envy you."

"However, there are quite a few female celebrities who came to me to delete photos. Why do you think this person's desire is so strong? It's not behind the scenes, because I caught his handle."

Yang Ming's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the expression on his face became obviously a little ugly.

Because these words really make people feel the desire to vomit, and it also makes people feel ashamed to be his kind.

"You can shut up for me."

Yang Ming rolled his eyes speechlessly, his voice was full of gnashing of hatred, of course he didn't stop his anger from showing.

Looking at this appearance, he seems to be provoking Yang Ming: "Why do you want to hit me? You can come, if you have the ability, come and touch me to see how good you are."

In the end, Yang Ming still couldn't hold back his violent temper, he clenched his fist, and hit that flat face with one punch.

"Has anyone ever told you that talking like this is easy to get punched?"

The paparazzi didn't seem to expect him to be so fierce, and quickly took two steps back, with obvious tremors in his voice.

"I'm telling you, don't do anything to me, or I'll be rude to you, don't come here, don't come here."

Yang Ming didn't pay attention to his words at all, and just focused on venting his anger, one after another, like raindrops.

Yang Ming has never been stingy with his anger towards people he hates.

"You're not afraid that I'll post the photo again... Oh, hey, stop beating, it will disfigure your face."

By the time he finished venting, the paparazzi was already bruised and swollen, pointing at himself as a warning.

"I told you that I will never let you go, you just wait for me, I will play you to death."

"Okay, let's try who can send the other party in first."

(End of this chapter)