Ran Yun endured the pain and slowly stood up. [Full text reading. 】

By this time, her high-end suit was already covered in dust. There was a long blood streak on his arm, and there were several cuts on his leg, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Give me back the notebook." Ran Yun reached out to them, and the man gave her a mocking look and tore the notebook in front of her.

"The things on there are very precious, you can't tear them, return them, give them back to me." Ran Yun's eyes were red, and he desperately rushed over to reach the book in the man's hand.

But the big man is the big man, and Ran Yun's thin body can't compete with it at all, so he can only watch his notebook full of precious information being torn up.

The scattered confetti made Ran Yun's body tremble, and she stepped forward and squatted on the ground to pick up the broken pieces. This notebook has been with her for a long time, and what is written on it is the scene she has seen in the past few years, the carefully prepared cases, and the inspiration and shortcomings of her drawing.

Without this book, Ran Yun's heart is missing a piece.

"Give me the camera." The big man was still not satisfied, and squatted on the ground with her.

Ran Yun no longer has a notebook, and it is impossible to give him the camera again.

She clutched the camera on her chest, and instead of even picking up the scraps of paper on the floor, she ran downstairs.

"Catch her, she must have something in her camera." The shouts and insults from behind began to sound, and Ran Yun ran downstairs with the camera in his arms.

These men have no way to communicate with them at all, they only know how to curse, or they are black.

Ran Yun didn't care about the pain in his arms and legs, he just hugged the camera desperately.

She ran all the way down, but when she reached the fourth floor and the third floor platform, she was chased again.

"******, you're pretty fast." One of them began to curse in a foul language, and walked forward, forcing Ran Yun to retreat.

Ran Yun was already forced into a corner, and said to the other party with a sharp light in his eyes. "Stay away from me, I'm hurt, you Su won't spare you."

The man gasped twice and stretched out his hand to block Ran Yun's way, "You are quite smart, you know that Nasu will always press us." But so what, aren't you injured now? If you don't take the camera out, I'll hurt you even more, believe it or not. ”

Following the man's gaze, Ran Yun looked down at his arms and legs. She looked up again, and met the other party's somewhat malicious gaze, which once again made her tremble.

"I'm not the reporter you imagined, I'm also an employee of Dibei. And you'd better believe that I know you Mr. Su, and I won't pursue the matter of you letting me leave the notebook now. But if you dare to touch me again, I'll make sure you won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

At this moment, Ran Yun couldn't think of anything else to say. These people have no brains, and they will not give up until they achieve their goals. They identified themselves as reporters, but Qin Meidi didn't help, her phone was thrown away again, and her staff card was dropped.

Ran Yun was a little scared, these people were not good at stubble. She couldn't help but shrink her neck and tighten the camera in her arms again.

"You and our Mr. Su know each other, and I am still a brother with him. Don't ******talk nonsense, I've seen too much of you, hurry up and bring the camera, don't force me to do it. ”