After all, Huang Lele was a girl. She was shocked. She stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped in the middle of the road. Her face was pale with fright.
"Who are these people? They are so uncultured!" Wang Mei frowned and scolded.
Although the car in front was already far away, Yang Ming could see it clearly. It was a red Porsche Cayenne. There was a man and a woman in the car. They were dressed very differently. After overtaking the car, the young man who drove the car raised his middle finger and gestured to the back. However, their speed was too fast. Huang Lele couldn't see it clearly.
Yang Ming frowned slightly. No matter where, there would be annoying people doing some annoying things.
"How about I drive?" Yang Ming saw that Huang Lele was scared, so he smiled and comforted her.
"It doesn't matter. We will be there soon." Huang Lele said with a sigh of relief.
At this time, a patrol passed by and saw Huang Lele's car parked in the middle of the road, so he came over and asked, "What happened? Do you need help? "
"It's nothing. Someone just overtook the car and scared me." Huang Lele waved her hand and said.
The patrol nodded and told Huang Lele to drive carefully. He didn't care about those immoral people.
Nanwan Garden was located in front of the Gásico barracks near the Hotel de Lisboa. It was also known as the Gásico Garden.
The garden was divided into two parts: the lower part was located between Nanwan Street and Jialla Street; the higher part was divided into two levels connected by stone steps. It was located between the Jialla Street barracks, Gásico New Road, and Dongwangyang New Street.
The higher part of the Nanwan Garden was at the foot of Dongwangyang Mountain. There was a rather unique cylindrical building with two floors. It was the European War Memorial Hall, commemorating the Portuguese army of World War I. There were round arched doors and windows on all sides of the hall. The walls were sculpted with a round pattern. The top was built with a crown-shaped decoration, which was eye-catching. However, it had now been changed to the Disabled People Association.
Huang Lele parked the car in the parking area near the park. Coincidentally, the red Porsche that had overtaken them from behind was also there, but the people in the car had already left.
But at that time, Huang Lele didn't see the license plate number, so she didn't know much about the association. There were many similar cars, and it was not necessarily the same one.
The four people entered the park together and strolled on the stone road in the park. Wang Mei brought a camera. Yang Ming took a lot of photos for Zhang Bin and Wang Mei. Zhang Bin wanted to take photos of Yang Ming and Huang Lele................ Zhang..............................................................
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... Zhang Bin was shocked. He almost threw the camera to the ground. He turned his head and saw a young man dressed very differently. He was smoking a cigarette. He was holding a high-end SLR camera in his hand. He was taking photos of a young woman dressed in the same way.
"What does it have to do with me if you are taking photos?" Zhang Bin heard that the young man was very rude. Suddenly, he was a little unhappy. "Find your own angle. Is the park owned by your family? You are taking photos. I am taking photos! "
"Che, you are taking photos with your broken card camera. Don't you find it shameful to take it out? Don't ruin art!" The young man glanced at the card camera in Zhang Bin's hand disdainfully. Then, he said with a look of contempt, "Come on. I don't have time to waste with you. Just stay where you are."
"What are you talking about? Are you the only one who is an artist? "Zhang Bin was unhappy, especially when he was despised in front of Wang Mei.
"I'm too lazy to explain to a non-professional like you. But since you don't find it shameful, I will let you know what a professional is!" The young man walked in front of Zhang Bin and pointed to his camera. "Do you see it? Canon 1D Mark 3, full SLR. You won't understand even if I tell you this. Look at the broken thing in your hand. Don't embarrass yourself here … "
"Oh? Is your camera good? "At this time, Yang Ming greeted him with a smile and asked the young man.
"Of course! It is the top full SLR camera. It is the best in the Canon series! " The young man said proudly, "Only a top photographer like me deserves to have such an artifact!"
"Oh, can you lend me your artifact?" Yang Ming pointed to the camera in the young man's hand and asked.
The young man didn't want to agree, but when he heard that Yang Ming also said that the camera in his hand was an "artifact," he was happy. He handed the camera to Yang Ming and then said to Zhang Bin contemptuously, "You see, you don't know as much as your friend!"
Yang Ming took the camera and pretended to show an appreciative look. Then, he fiddled with it twice in his hand. The young man stared at Yang Ming's hand without blinking, fearing that he would break it. "Okay, you just need to look at it. You are not a photographer. You can't understand it."
"Okay." Yang Ming handed the camera back to the young man and smiled. "Thank you."
"Okay, you guys hurry up and leave. Your friend's words are good!" The young man glanced at Zhang Bin, took the camera, turned and left. Perhaps he was a little tired from the shoot, so he called his female companion over. The two sat together in the pavilion in the park, took out two cans of beer and some snacks from his backpack, and the two ate facing each other.
Zhang Bin and Huang Lele didn't know these two people, but Yang Ming had a deep impression of them. These two people were driving the red Porsche Cayenne before and stopped Huang Lele's car.
"Bro, did you take the wrong medicine just now? Why are you so friendly with that idiot? " Zhang Bin was a little puzzled. In his opinion, these two people actually pretended to be bad * ss in front of Yang Ming. Weren't they looking for a beating?
"Hehe, look at what this is?" Yang Ming handed the thing in his hand to Zhang Bin.
"Memory card?" Zhang Bin took the thing in Yang Ming's hand and suddenly realized. "Bro, it can't be? You stole the memory card in that idiot's camera? "
"Isn't he an artist? Let's see what he can do without the card. "Yang Ming said with a smirk," You don't know, right? These two guys are the two guys who drove the red Porsche Cayenne to overtake us! "
"D * mn, bro, you saw this clearly? I'm impressed! " Zhang Bin sighed, but he was a little curious. "I say, bro, when did you become a godly thief? Last time, you stole the check from Liu Jihao. This time, you stole the memory card. I didn't see how you did it. "
"If you saw it, then others saw it too." Yang Ming said with a smile, "If you want to learn, I can teach you, but I'm afraid you can't persevere."
"Then forget it." When Zhang Bin heard something like "persevere," he understood that this thing couldn't be learned overnight.
Huang Lele saw the memory card in Yang Ming's hand and couldn't help but smile. Suddenly, Huang Lele felt that she seemed to have earned a lot. Her boyfriend seemed to be very powerful. He was so powerful in all aspects.
Although Huang Lele didn't care about these, who didn't want to be better? Originally, the two people came together by accident. Huang Lele didn't expect anything from Yang Ming. Now it seemed that …
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard the strange cry of the young man not far behind her. "D * mn! Why is this camera broken? There's no memory card? "
"The card isn't inserted, right? It's normal … "The young woman said indifferently.
"Oh … En? D * mn, where's the card? "The young man screamed again." This camera eats the card? "
"Are you sure you put the card in?" asked the young woman.
"If I don't put the card, how can I take a picture of you? Take a dick picture? "The young man glared and asked," The camera was placed here just now. Did anyone touch it? "
"How would I know? Isn't the camera by your side?" said the young woman.
"Yeah, but I didn't see anyone move it … D * mn …" The young man was anxious.
"Isn't it just a memory card? What can you do? Now that the memory card is so cheap, just buy another one! "The young woman curled her lips and was very disdainful of the young man's stinginess.
"D * mn, what do you know? There are nude photos of me in it!" The young man shouted.
"Nude photos? You still have the hobby of playing with selfies? "When the young woman heard it, she was very amused.
"If this spreads out, I will be famous …" The young man began to rummage through the things in his bag.
"What's wrong with that? You'll become a pornographic man!" The young woman said indifferently and even laughed twice.
"Laugh, laugh, laugh your mother. Yesterday, the XX photos of us in the hotel are also in the card!" The young man scolded.
"What did you say? You are shameless! "The young woman slapped him.
The young man was not easy to provoke. The two people immediately fought together. "You are willing to have XX with me. Smelly bitch, you deserve it!"
Not far away, Zhang Bin, Wang Mei, and Huang Lele had already laughed and almost fainted. Only Yang Ming was still watching the two people continue to perform with interest.
"Bro, you are really ruthless!" Zhang Bin smiled and raised his thumb. "This move is too bad * ss!"
"How do I know that there are pornographic photos in this card?" Yang Ming shrugged innocently.
"Hey, go back to the hotel at night and see." Zhang Bin said wretchedly.
"Forget it. What is there to see about this kind of person?" Yang Ming shook his head and threw the memory card on the ground. He stepped on it and crushed it. The chip inside was broken. Obviously, there was no possibility of repair. "Let them be scared for a few days. This kind of person needs to be taught a lesson."
Zhang Bin looked at the memory card that had turned into pieces on the ground with some regret. He said disappointedly, "I was thinking about giving them Internet access!"
"Come on, don't do those useless things." Yang Ming said, "Let's go. Don't worry about them."
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