Chapter 188 Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Fear, Love, Hate, Desire (3)
Chapter 188 Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Fear, Love, Hate, Desire (3)
"My friend, I really don't want to waste my time on you! Please open your eyes and see clearly, I'm not at work today! If you know what's good for you, get out of here and don't bother me anymore!"
On the extremely luxurious street of Fontaine, a photographer dressed in gorgeous clothes and with an imposing manner stood at the door of his own photo studio and rudely drove away the uninvited guest in front of him.
"I'm just a small photo studio, and I can't afford your nonsense! If everyone is like you, I won't make any money!"
The photographer looked helpless and complained in his heart.
"Stop talking bullshit! We had a good agreement yesterday that it was clearly my turn to take pictures today. Why are you suddenly changing your mind?"
The noble who was stopped outside the door was furious. He roared and stretched out his hand to hold the door that was about to close.
The photographer glanced at him coldly, a scornful smile on his face.
"Humph, what I said at that time was 'If nothing unexpected happens, it will be your turn'. Unfortunately, something went wrong today. Sorry, I can only ask you to come back tomorrow!"
After saying that, he forcefully pulled the noble's hand away, then slammed the door shut with a bang.
The noble was knocked back several steps by the brute force and almost fell to the ground.
He stared at the closed door angrily, his teeth chattering. He never expected that this photographer, who usually seemed amiable, would be so rude to him at this time.
"Damn it, this is really too much! Just wait, sooner or later I will have someone smash your store."
As soon as the noble finished speaking, the door of the shop that had been tightly closed was opened again.
No, it should be said that he was kicked away.
The photographer held the knight's sword and put it directly on the noble's neck before he could react.
"So you are very brave!" The photographer's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, like a cheetah staring at its prey.
The noble was frightened by the strong murderous aura and trembled all over. He instinctively wanted to step back, but the photographer's knife was already pressed tightly against his skin, making him unable to move.
"What...what do you want to do?" The nobleman's voice began to tremble. He couldn't believe that this usually gentle photographer would suddenly attack him.
"Hmph, what do I want to do? You should ask yourself what you want to do!" The photographer's tone was full of sarcasm and anger. "Do you think this is your home? You can come and go as you please? Let me tell you, this is my territory, and I have the final say!"
After hearing these words, the nobleman became so angry that his face turned blue, his chest heaved violently as if it was about to explode, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and he almost vomited blood.
However, he knew very well that he was in an extremely unfavorable situation at this moment.
He didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that the slightest carelessness would lead to unpredictable consequences. He could only stare with wide eyes and look in horror at the extremely sharp knight's sword that was flashing with cold light and shaking continuously in front of him.
"You...what exactly do you want to do?" The noble squeezed out these words from between his teeth with great effort. At the same time, he swallowed hard, trying to restrain his inner fear and panic, trying to calm himself down.
"I don't have any special requests. Just get out of here right now and never show up in front of me again!"
The photographer's tone was cold, revealing an irresistible majesty. "If you dare to stay for a moment, or have any ill intentions, then I'm sorry, your name will definitely appear on the list of missing persons tomorrow."
Faced with such a tough attitude and threat, the nobles were completely unable to fight back. They had no choice but to turn away dejected and embarrassed.
He knew very well that today was a complete failure, and a terrible failure.
At first, he was fully confident that he could act recklessly and tyrannically in this small photo studio relying on the powerful influence of his family and his own high social status.
However, no one would have expected that this seemingly ordinary photographer actually possessed such amazing abilities.
After the noble left, a special patrol member with purple hair and red clothes came to the photographer.
"Chen Yu, you threw someone out again?" Looking at the direction the nobles escaped, Xia Wole asked the photographer.
"What are you talking about? He didn't even come in. And he wanted to destroy my store. I had no choice but to use some tough measures to drive him away."
Chen Yu shrugged, indicating that he was innocent.
"Oh, you and Chizhi, don't do this next time! You will only add to my work pressure." Xia Wole sighed, feeling helpless.
She is also a human being, she can't stand it if she keeps doing this!
"My door is broken again. Can you please find someone to fix it for me? I have to go abroad recently and won't be back to Fontaine in the short term, so I would like to trouble you to help me look after the store."
After tidying up his clothes, Chen Yu said a little embarrassedly.
"Going abroad?" Xia Wole was stunned for a moment, "Are you going to Inazuma too?"
"Yes, the lockdown in Inazuma was lifted not long ago, and a good friend of mine lives there, so he invited me to visit him."
"Oh, by the way, could you please ask Chiori if she wants to go back with us? After all, she is also from Inazuma, and we have been working together for so long, I can still afford the expenses."
"Okay, I'll talk to you. Leave it to me." Xia Wole nodded, indicating that she would help Chen Yu deal with these matters.
Chen Yu's photo studio has been in Fontaine City for some years. Although the store is not big, it is highly praised for its unique style and exquisite craftsmanship.
However, this also brought a lot of unnecessary trouble. The nobles like today were not the first to try to cause trouble in Chenyu.
But every time, Chen Yu was able to successfully fight those people back with his amazing strength.
"Chen Yu, are you really not considering joining the Public Security Bureau? With your strength and ability, your future status will definitely not be lower than mine." Xia Wole suddenly said.
"I prefer freedom and hate constraints. Besides, my photo studio can't do without me." Chen Yu shook his head and chuckled, politely declining Xia Wore's invitation.
Xia Wo Lei sighed helplessly. She knew Chen Yu's personality. Once he made up his mind, it would be difficult to change it.
"Since you insist so much, I won't persuade you anymore. But you must remember that no matter when and where you need help, I will do my best." Xia Wole said solemnly.
"Thank you, Xia Wole. But with my ability, I don't really need your help." Chen Yu shook his head and spoke solemnly.
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