Tyrant Romance

"Don't shoot! If you shoot again, I'll push you down!" Shen Yueming proudly raised his hand to cover his white body, er, no, it covered the dark camera lens.

It was really hard for the cameraman to run all over the mountain with such heavy combat equipment, and he couldn't help complaining: "Deputy station, this is an exclusive news, why don't you let me shoot it! What a gimmick!"

Shen Yueming frowned, and kept standing on the side of the mountain path looking down. The big cameraman beside him was so noisy that he had to vacate the air conditioner|Teach his subordinates.

"Brother Li, we are here to shoot a documentary film, not an adventure in the mountains. If you broadcast this episode, the tourism reputation of city A will only decline instead of rising. Do you think their leaders can let our TV station go? ?” Shen Yueming had an expression of “Brother, is your IQ good enough, please?”

Li Ge looked aggrieved, carrying a Newton cannon, he should be mighty and majestic, but he looked like a little daughter-in-law who was driven back to her mother's house, "What are we doing standing here?"

Originally they were hiding from the rain in the pavilion in front of them, and when the rain stopped, the filming would continue, but someone found that there were two people missing after counting the number of people, so they had to come out to look for it. This search opened up a brand new world: in distress.

Shen Yueming was sitting in the pavilion carelessly, but a student hurried back and told everyone, "It's not good! Zheng Xiang fell down the mountain!"

There was a collective uproar, and they ran out in the rain.

Shen Yueming was as immobile as a mountain, thinking that he was not a professional, so he didn't need to join in the fun.As a result, after a while, someone rushed in again, crying: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Speak human!" Everyone shouted angrily.

The classmate choked up and shouted, "Ji Cao fell off the cliff! Huh!"

Shen Yueming was taken aback, thinking that the brain cells hadn't split and new ones were faulted, "What did you say? Who fell down the mountain?"

"It's Ji Cao, he wants to roll off the cliff to save Zheng!"

Shen Yueming stood up abruptly and rushed out without saying a word.At this time, the rain was getting weaker, and when Shen Yueming ran to the accident site, his head and face were covered with fine raindrops.

A group of students gathered around the side of the mountain road, with sad expressions on their faces. Those who didn't know it thought that the founding father of the Celestial Dynasty had passed away.Shen Yueming saw Cui Qi leaving Zheng Xiang with his arms around him, so he hurried forward to ask the middle-aged man in the fire suit: "Where are you, did you go down and rescue him?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I may not be able to do it alone, I have to wait for the rescue team below to come up. The terrain under the cliff is complicated, maybe..."

"What could it be?" Shen Yueming's face was extremely pale, and his usual elegance was shattered, "When they come, they may die. If you don't go down, I will go down!"

"Deputy station!" A few staff members immediately stopped him, this is their honorable deputy master, if something happened, the father of the deputy station might peel their skins!

Brother Li happily picked up the cannon, and muttered to the side: "Exclusive headlines! If the filming is good, it will be on the news station of the imperial court!" At that time, money and women will roll in.

But unfortunately, this was heard by Shen Yueming on the side, so there was an opening scene.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The uncle firefighter clutched his chest in horror, only to see Shen Yueming rushing towards him ferociously, raised his hand and began to peel off his fireman's suit.

After practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, she was naked in an instant (heavy fog). Shen Yueming tied his retractable buckle around his waist and said hurriedly: "If you don't go down, I will go down!"

"Deputy station!" A group of staff behind us cried down the Great Wall and knelt down one after another, "Please think twice, such dangerous things must never be done!"

"Get out of the way!" Today, he has to lead the way and set an example for a generation of people!

"Deputy Shen!" A deep voice came from the other side of the mountain road.

Shen Yueming turned his head to look, and saw the owner of the hotel rushing over proudly holding the banner of the Eighth Route Army!

"What are you doing!" Shen Yueming immediately covered his chest and asked vigilantly... What are you doing, deputy station, covering your chest?

Shang Minghan was holding a bright red flag and stood panting. He put the flagpole on the ground and looked at Shen Yueming: "Why are you covering it so tightly? I promise I won't mess with you again."

Shen Yueming's face turned pale with anger, "What are you doing, touch it and it's over? I want to charge you!"

Boss Shang calmly took out a piece of five yuan and slapped it on Shen Yueming's palm, "There's no need to look for it!"

Shen Yueming glared at him, thinking that he would never give up without 20 yuan!

"Brother Ma, how long has it been since the person fell?" Boss Shang didn't pay attention to Shen Yueming any more, but turned to the uncle firefighter to ask about the situation.

Brother Ma said solemnly: "It's been almost an hour, and it has just rained again, and the water level of the stream below the mountain has skyrocketed. I hope he will not be washed into the river, otherwise the chance of survival is very small."

Boss Shang stomped his feet, tears streaming down his face, "My poor wife, what a pity, she's gone at such a young age!"

Seeing him crying and howling, Shen Yueming felt displeased, "He is 28, how did he become your wife?"

Boss Shang paused, glanced at him, and continued to howl: "My innocent lady, you must persevere, the boss will be here soon!"

Shen Yueming frowned, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears. When he looked up, he found a helicopter appeared above the continuous mountains and forests!

Boss Shang suddenly raised the big flag in his hand and waved it wildly towards the sky, he is simply a typical representative of turned serfs as masters!

The brightly colored flag stands out among the emerald greenery. A helicopter in the distance slowly flies over and hovers in the sky. After a while, the hatch of the helicopter is opened, and a man in a black suit stands at the door side.

Shen Yueming was dumbfounded: "I didn't expect the city government of A to have such high-end rescue equipment." The financial revenue is very good.

The helicopter's fan blades buzzed, and the birds in the entire forest were startled and flew up.The man in black was tied with a safety rope and climbed down the ladder, getting closer to the bottom of the mountain little by little.

Everyone on the mountain road was stunned, watching the helicopter land in a daze. Boss Shang raised his banner and shouted majesticly: "Boss! Come on!"

Shen Yueming stared at the man in black, even though he was so far away, he could feel the man rolling his eyes coldly and disgusted in mid-air.

"Hey, can you hear me, Boss? Hello?" There was a crackling sound from the walkie-talkie, and then it returned to normal.

Zheng Chao approached the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "I heard you, talk less and do more."

He landed on a boulder, and the river beside him was rushing, and the water was splashing. Looking around, there were dense bushes. Where are people?

The walkie-talkie said aggrievedly: "Boss, don't dislike me. Who knew that you suddenly wanted a helicopter. This one has already been reserved for a company in Taiwan. You are obstructing the reunification of the two sides of the Taiwan Strait."

Zheng Chao didn't bother to talk to him, and seemed to be used to his thoughts, "I want this one, and you ask them to order another one." Sure enough, it's inconvenient not to have a helicopter, and he should have listened to his younger brother's advice and got one to operate. play.

Walkie-Talkie: "It's so fucking hard to sell a handjob."

The author has something to say: Well, it's not easy.

PS: What's inside, it's updated every other day this week. .Near the end of the term, a scumbag who can't support himself. .