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Chapter 442 Who is he?

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especially!

The most important thing about this incident was the great master. As long as he took the face of that person, they would be the exclusive news, and the popularity of their newspapers would definitely soar rapidly.

And when you hear this!

The young paparazzi was also extremely excited and said with an excited face:

"I took a photo. I recorded all the scenes of their battle just now. That grandmaster must be in there too!"

Said!

The young paparazzi immediately clicked on the video and started watching.

I have to say!

Even if it is a secret photography, the shooting skills of young paparazzi are still extraordinary.

Whether it was the Blood Wolf or the top ten martial artists in Jiangnan, they all recorded their battle moves.

That sharp offensive.

That cruel and cruel killing move.

It makes people feel hot and blood boiling when they look at it.

However, when the young paparazzi saw Lin Fan's video, the thick smile on his face instantly frozen.

Um?

This scene also fell into the middle-aged paparazzi's eyes, making his heart skip:

"What's going on? Didn't you take a picture?"

In the eyes of middle-aged paparazzi, a strong sense of tension and anxiety appeared.

After all, the protagonist tonight is completely the grandmaster.

That was a god-level figure who dominated this battle.

If this person was not photographed, even if this video and news were sensational, it would still not be astonishing as a shocking explosion.

Hearing his boss' questioning, the young paparazzi couldn't help but smile and said with a wry smile:

"Old...boss, I took that person!"

Photographed?

call……

The middle-aged paparazzi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then cursed dissatisfiedly:

"Since you have taken it, what's your expression? I'm so scared!"

"only……"

The bitter smile on the young paparazzi's face became stronger and stronger. He handed the video in his hand to his boss and said in a complicated voice:

"I took a picture of him, but I couldn't take a picture of his face clearly!"

What!

This sentence from the young paparazzi is like a bolt from the blue to middle-aged paparazzi.

How is that possible?

This is a camera, not a photo.

Before, when Lin Fan drove Santana and sent Zhang Yichen back to the hotel, their photos were not taken clearly, which might be understandable, but the faces in the video were not taken out. Isn’t this bullshit?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged paparazzi was impatient and quickly took the camera over, then clicked on the video and took a closer look.

But the more I looked, the cold sweat surging down his forehead.

In the video.

From the time Lin Fan appeared and crushed the wolf claws, there was no frontal picture at all.

Some, all of them are side faces.

All the faces are blurred and the real facial features cannot be seen.

"Impossible! This, how is this possible!"

The middle-aged paparazzi was completely anxious.

He seemed to be crazy, constantly fast forwarding or backing, even if he found a picture of Lin Fan's face, he was satisfied.

But……

One minute!

Five minutes!

Ten minutes!

Half an hour passed, and the middle-aged paparazzi looked around for more than ten times until the end.

Plop!

He fell to the ground and grabbed his hair hard:

"How could this happen! Why can't I take a picture of that person's face without taking a picture?"

Looking at his boss, he almost collapsed.

The young paparazzi next to him asked in fear:

"Old...boss, will we post this person's video tomorrow?"

"hair!!!"

The middle-aged paparazzi raised his head, his eyes turned red:

"Even if he only has his side face, he must be released. I don't believe it. No one in Jiang City knows who is such a great master?"
Chapter completed!
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