The photographer was taken aback upon hearing this, looked at Qin Heng, and smiled. "Are you this young lady's boyfriend? Your personality isn't very pleasant."

Next to him, Song Ningran bowed her head in silence, her pretty face slightly reddened. She didn't deny it; she just stood by, ignoring the photographer, and started talking to her two high school classmates.

Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered, "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

His tone was icy cold. It felt as if the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped significantly.

Realizing this, the photographer's gaze towards Qin Heng filled with even greater disdain. It seems this poor sucker is just tagging along with the Goddess to the comic convention, probably just as a porter, and is likely just her backup plan. However, looking at the girl's reaction, she seems to have a bit of a feeling for this poor sucker. Damn it, if it were me, I'd have taken her down long ago, and who knows how many positions I would've tried! Poor sucker, it seems like you really don't have the fortune to have such a beauty. Once I get her, if I'm in a good mood, I might just share a little video with you, heh heh.

He was already fantasizing about what would come after taking down Song Ningran. As a photographer who'd been lurking around comic conventions for years, he had numerous tactics for hooking up with girls. He'd taken private photos for dozens and slept with over twenty, so you could say he had quite the experience. He had absolute confidence in taking down Song Ningran.

"Brother, I just want to take a couple of photos. I don't want to do anything else, is that so hard?" The photographer smiled at Qin Heng and moved closer to Song Ningran, saying, "Beauty, could you please strike a pose for me to take a couple of shots?"

"Ah? Why is it you again?" Song Ningran's two high school classmates frowned and glanced at the photographer before saying to Song Ningran, "Ran Ran, this photographer was also chasing after us for a long time just now."

"I'm sorry, but I don't really like being photographed." Song Ningran gently shook her head, refusing the photographer.

"Beauty, are you doubting my photography skills?" The photographer laughed and said, "Don't worry, I've been in the photography industry for seven years now, and I've even won awards at photography art exhibitions. I can definitely make you look gorgeous. Don't worry about it."

"But..." Song Ningran furrowed her brows slightly, still wanting to refuse; she didn't want her photos to be taken by someone else.

The photographer, still persistent, moved closer to Song Ningran, eyeing her exquisite figure and stunning features with burning desire, and said with a smile, "Beauty..."

"You're very annoying!" Qin Heng frowned and slapped the photographer. The man had been buzzing around like a fly.

Seeing this, the photographer was not angry but pleased instead. From my experience, a backup plan like Qin Heng, who would resort to violence in front of a Goddess at the slightest disagreement, would definitely lose points in her eyes and be considered unreliable. Even if it was for the Goddess's sake! Moreover, I don't believe a tall, thin youth like Qin Heng has much strength; he couldn't possibly hurt me. Heh, this poor sucker will be chased away by this beauty in no time! The photographer secretly rejoiced. When that happens, I can take advantage of the situation and infiltrate the group of three girls. In the end, I might be able to hit three birds with one stone, taking down all three girls at once. Just the thought of it excites me—two high-quality babes and one top-notch stunning beauty! So thrilling!!

However, he didn't know just how powerful Qin Heng's slap would be. He might, possibly, die!!

BANG!!

There was only a muffled sound as the photographer's entire body was sent flying! Like a rag doll tossed into the air, he was thrown more than ten meters away before crashing to the ground, skidding for another four or five meters. His clothes were torn and his camera shattered. He was completely disheveled.

"You dare to hit me! You actually dare to hit me!!" The photographer roared, his gaze fixed on Qin Heng, filled with hatred.

Qin Heng hadn't used much force, merely sending him flying without intending to seriously harm him. That's why he was still conscious. Otherwise, if Qin Heng had used even a little more strength, an ordinary person like him would have been doomed. Even so, he couldn't stand up for a short while and could only lie prostrate on the ground.

Qin Heng couldn't be bothered with him and didn't even glance his way.

"Wow!" Song Ningran's two high school classmates looked at Qin Heng with shining eyes and asked, "How did you do that just now? You actually sent someone flying over ten meters with a single slap! Incredible! Are you a martial arts expert?"

The two girls were exhilarated, crowding around Qin Heng, their fragrances wafting about, refreshing to the senses.

"Not really, he's just a bit stronger," Song Ningran said, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she stepped in front of her two classmates, smiling. "Let's go take a look around the exhibition instead of staying out here, to avoid getting harassed by more photographers."

With that, she led her two high school classmates towards the entrance of the comic convention.

Qin Heng followed behind, watching the backs of Song Ningran's two high school classmates, his eyes narrowing slightly as a cold sneer played on his lips. "I hope you're not up to any tricks."

Song Ningran's two high school classmates are no ordinary people; I could tell at a glance. However, since they aren't showing any abnormalities at the moment, I won't bother with them. But if they have any malicious intentions, they'll be courting death!!

「...」

Qin Heng slowly strolled through the comic convention venue with Song Ningran and her two companions. Occasionally, some scantily clad girls would pass by, their snowy bosoms and thighs exposed, offering endless delights—a perfect place for enjoying the view.

During their conversation, Qin Heng learned the names of Song Ningran's two high school classmates. The one in the curving skirt was Liu Shuhui, and the one in the ruqun was Xiao Yu. Both were nineteen years old, studying abroad in America, and were back home for a few days before they would return.

"Make way! Make way! Make way!!"

Just then, an uproar suddenly erupted ahead. A group of photographers rushed over from somewhere, pushing through the crowd and surrounding Qin Heng, Song Ningran, and the others. There were more than a dozen of them, including the photographer Qin Heng had sent flying with a slap, who was standing at the forefront.

Upon seeing Song Ningran's appearance, the photographers' eyes lit up with amazement, marveling at such a rare beauty. They immediately started getting ideas.

"Miss, we've come out of admiration. Would you let us take some photos?" The photographer Qin Heng had sent flying approached Song Ningran with a smile. "My name is Yang Ka, you can call me Brother Yang. Later, we'll ask you to strike some poses, please be cooperative."

As he spoke, more than ten photographers swarmed over. These were all stout men around one meter eighty, holding cameras, forming an imposing mass. In front of them, Song Ningran seemed like a little lamb.

Yang Ka sneered, moving next to Qin Heng and speaking in a low, disdainful tone, "Kid, weren't you acting tough just now? You think you're strong? Let's see you take action now! With so many people watching, your Goddess is about to be freely photographed by us. Do you dare to stop us? We've got over a dozen people here, damn it! We'll beat you senseless! Do you dare step up and interfere, you trash? Someone like you doesn't deserve to be near a beauty like her. Don't worry, when I take those private photos of this beauty, I'll give you a live broadcast of it, hahaha!!"

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