This Intermediary Can Handle It. If You Buy a House, You Will Give It to Your Girlfriend!

Chapter 259 Okay, I Surrender

The photographer stared at the pair of northern hemispheres in front of him with his eyes wide open.

He felt his mouth dry.

The blonde leaned close to his ear.

"Want to play with me?"

The photographer's mind went blank when he heard the coquettish whisper.

"Okay, okay!"

He agreed repeatedly.

There was a touch of unnoticeable cruelty in the charming eyes of the blonde.

She took the photographer's right hand and took him to the SUV parked on the side of the road.

On this side, after the photographer got into the car in a daze, he saw the blonde in front of him suddenly pounce on him.

"This blonde is so proactive!"

He thought excitedly in his heart.

Then, he felt a hard thing on his lower abdomen, pressing against him tightly.

"Huh?"

The desire in the photographer's brain suddenly subsided.

He lowered his head and looked at the bulge in the blonde's crotch.

"What does this mean?"

The photographer raised his head in fear and shouted at the blonde who was hugging him in front of him.

"You, what's that thing under your crotch?"

The blonde was stunned for a moment, and then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Are you curious? I'll let you touch it yourself."

She said as she took the photographer's stiff right hand and touched the bulge under her crotch.

"Oh my god--"

The moment the photographer felt the hot touch, he felt a strong nausea in his heart.

He raised his hand and wanted to push the dead shemale away, but at this moment, the blonde suddenly pressed down.

The blonde shemale used her right elbow to press the photographer's neck tightly, forcing him to lie down painfully.

"Don't try to run, I still plan to have some fun with you."

She moved her tongue, and a sharp blade appeared on her tongue.

The extremely sharp blade gently scratched the photographer's neck, and immediately revealed a terrible blood line.

"Don't move, otherwise, if I lose my hand, I may send you to death on the spot."

The blonde shemale reminded with a concerned face.

The photographer looked ashen at this moment, he knew that he had completely fallen into the trap this time.

"Okay, I surrender."

He opened his hands, indicating that he no longer planned to resist.

"All the money I have is in the wallet behind my waist, and there is also a bank card in it, which contains all the savings I have accumulated for half a lifetime."

The blonde shemale laughed charmingly when she heard this.

"Silly, I didn't ask you to come here for the little money you have."

Her slender jade fingers with red nails gently stroked the photographer's face and asked.

"You are the exclusive photographer of the anchor Lin Yuan, right?"

When the photographer heard this, he suddenly realized.

"Damn it, it turns out that the real purpose of this dead shemale is Brother Lin Yuan."

He bit his lip and didn't respond.

The blonde shemale looked at his stubbornness and laughed very happily.

"Silly, do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't admit it?"

"Now you just need to do me a small favor, and then people will be happy to let you go."

The photographer's eyes were shaken.

The blonde shemale noticed this, and the smile on her mouth became more and more intense.

That night, Lin Yuan was driven back to the hotel by the housekeeper of Li Fangming, the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

He got out of the car, waved to the old housekeeper who sent him back, and walked into the hotel with a burp.

At the hotel counter, the receptionist in professional attire greeted the internet celebrity warmly when she saw him coming back.

"Lin Yuan, welcome back."

"Your photographer is looking for you. He told me to tell you to go to his room when you come back. He has something very important to discuss with you."

Lin Yuan listened to the message and nodded to show that he had heard it.

He walked to the elevator and pressed the button.

"Hmm? Wait, it seems a little strange!"

Lin Yuan's brain, anesthetized by alcohol, began to think seriously.

"Normally, he wouldn't be so polite to me, and he would even say it in a way like "please."

Lin Yuan's eyes were filled with suspicion.

"Could it be that there is something fishy going on?"

When he thought of this, he ignored the elevator door that opened in front of him, but walked back to the front desk of the hotel and asked the receptionist in professional attire carefully.

"Did my photographer come back here alone?"

Lin Yuan asked this key question.

Faced with this question, the receptionist thought about it and recalled.

"No, he seems to have come back with a very beautiful blonde."

"A very beautiful blonde!"

Lin Yuan repeated this key information in his mind, and then his eyes gradually brightened.

"It seems that the photographer is in trouble!"

The receptionist asked worriedly when she saw Lin Yuan not speaking.

"Lin Yuan, host, do you need help?"

Lin Yuan looked at the receptionist who had just entered the workplace in front of him and smiled and rejected her kindness.

"It's okay, I can handle it myself."

He said, patting his red cheeks, took a deep breath, and hurried upstairs.

This time, Lin Yuan took the elevator straight to the sixth floor of the hotel.

He did not go directly to the photographer, but walked out alone, seemingly strolling back to his hotel suite.

Lin Yuan glanced at the door of the hotel suite and noticed that the carpet at the door had been slightly moved.

"The photographer reminded me as promised. It seems that my worries are not unnecessary at the moment. He is really in big trouble, so much so that his body is now under someone's control."

Lin Yuan was thinking about all this and walked up to the door of the photographer's hotel suite.

He raised his right hand and rang the doorbell gently.

In the hotel suite, as the doorbell rang, the photographer came out with some serious inquiries.

"who is it?"

Lin Yuan stood in front of the door, rubbing his shoulders seemingly unsuspectingly.

"It's me, Lin Yuan. Didn't you say you have something serious to discuss with me? I'm here to find you."

The photographer at the door looked pale. Behind him, the blond ladyboy was holding a pair of sharp butterfly knives and nodded slightly at him.

"Open the door and let him in."

The blonde shemale whispered instructions into the photographer's ear.

The photographer swallowed and opened the door with a trembling right hand.

Lin Yuan, who was standing outside the door, was facing him face to face at this moment.

"elder brother--"

The photographer opened his mouth, wanting to remind him to be careful about the blond ladyboy next to him.

But when the words came to his mouth, the intense fear prevented him from uttering the second half of the sentence.

Lin Yuan joked as if it was nothing.

"What? You have a beautiful girl in your own house, are you afraid that I will snatch her away from you?"

He didn't seem to be aware of the fatal danger that was so close.

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