Chapter 191: Little Cotton Jacket is so fierce! (15)
Regarding Shisui's behavior of peeking at Are's camera, Xiaoni did not tell her. Instead, she taught her like a little adult: "You saw it all, right? Do you know what to do?"
Shisui took a deep breath and asked her, "Does your mother know that you take these photos?"
"I know. It was my mom who brought me here." Xiao Ni answered neatly, "I'm helping her make money. Aren't you the same? Let me tell you, you can make a lot of money by taking these photos."
Make money, make money...
Xiao Ni looks only one or two years older than Xuan Xuan, but the way she acts and speaks is much more mature than other children of the same age.
She said she started making this kind of "quick money" when she was very young.
She usually shoots a lot of commercials and has appeared in many TV dramas.
Xiao Ni is quite proud of this.
"Wow, sister, how old are you this year?" Shisui asked Xiaoni in an admiring manner.
"Me? I'm already 9 years old."
9 years old?!
In terms of height or appearance, they are completely different.
Xiao Ni looks at least two years younger than her actual age.
Shi Sui knew that the golden age for child models and child stars is 3 to 9 years old.
Once it passes this most adorable stage, its commercial value will be greatly reduced.
In order to prolong their children’s “benefit period”, some cruel parents will give their children growth-inhibiting drugs...which are harmful to the body and have no benefits.
Xiaoni, this should be the injection you received.
Reincarnation is truly a skill... What did the child do wrong to be guided and used like a tool by his parents?!
For children's clothing models working in the cold wind and scorching sun, it may just be a little physically hard.
However, the negative psychological impact on children who take pornographic photos is immeasurable.
Xiao Ni is a living example of a person whose soul has been polluted. If she continues like this, Shisui can foresee that her path will only become more and more crooked.
There is harm only when there is trade.
Are definitely not taking these photos for his own enjoyment.
Instead, they will "share" it with downstream buyers to make money.
It’s not enough to just deal with Are.
He is just one link in this underground black interest chain.
It's not enough to just pull a little girl out of the mire.
I don’t know how many children like her are hidden in the dark and used as tools to make money.
We must hand this over to the police and clean up this huge industrial network behind it...
Shisui tilted her head, suddenly clutching her stomach and yelling, "Ouch, it hurts! My stomach hurts!"
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Ni came over.
"I don't know. After drinking Coke, my stomach suddenly hurts so much! Sister, can you help call my aunt over?"
"Okay, okay! Wait a minute!"
Xiao Ni rushed out the door and, imitating a scene from a TV drama, yelled towards the first floor: "Help! Help! Someone's dying here! Help!"
When Shisui heard this, she felt both amused and helpless.
Taking advantage of the chaos, she quietly took out the camera's memory card and hid it in her clothes pocket.
"What's wrong? What are you yelling about, little Ni?!"
Arei let go of Zhao Ziyin and rushed upstairs in two steps.
He saw Shi Sui rolling on the ground holding her stomach, cold sweat on her forehead, and groaning.
"Hey, why are you still standing there? This is your niece!" A Lei shouted to Zhao Ziyin, "Hurry up and send her back to rest!"
Arei was afraid that something might happen to the little girl while he was with her, so he just wanted Shisui to leave his apartment as soon as possible.
Zhao Ziyin trembled: "Oh, this staircase is so narrow, can you help carry her down first!"
"Oh... okay!"
Are picked up Tokiho in his princess arms and walked down the stairs step by step.
“It hurts so much! It hurts so much!!”
Shisui kept struggling, her hands and feet shaking, and Arei had a hard time walking and almost lost his balance.
"Don't move! It's dangerous, you know?!"
Arei was extremely careful, but in the end he was no match for Shisui's deliberate murder.
When there were five or six steps left to the first floor, Shisui suddenly twisted her body, catching Arei off guard. He missed a step and fell straight down the stairs.
Shisui was still in his arms, but he threw her out without caring about anything.
Zhao Ziyin stared at the arc her niece drew in the air, stunned.
But Shihui had spiritual power to protect her body, allowing her to land steadily on the sofa without any damage.
Are is wonderful.
With the graceful posture of a dog eating shit, he put his face to the ground and slammed his 150-pound weight hard on the ground.
With a bang, the bridge of his nose was broken, and even the bones next to his eye sockets were shattered.
He raised his head and wiped his face with his hands, which were covered in blood.
"Help...help me...! Call an ambulance!!!"
Arei's pig-like screams echoed in the literary loft apartment for a long time.
…
night.
In the hotel room where Zhao Ziyin was staying.
She sat on the bed, still in shock, telling her best friend about the accident that happened today.
"It was really scary. The blood on the ground was like a river. It was horrible! After being sent to the hospital, I heard that he needed a lot of stitches and would have to be hospitalized for observation for a while. I was worried that he might have a concussion."
Of course, Zhao Ziyin did not reveal her relationship with Are.
During the conversation, she also kept referring to him as "the photographer who took pictures of my niece."
Shi Sui sat at the end of the bed, listening to Zhao Ziyin chatting while playing with her phone watch.
When Zhao Ziyin had almost finished chatting, Shi Sui jumped beside her and shook her arm.
"Aunt, stop talking on the phone and come play with me!"
Zhao Ziyin pushed her away: "Go away, don't bother me!"
Tokiho blinked her big eyes and put the messy picture she had taken with her phone watch this morning in front of her.
The translucent little umbrella in the photo is particularly eye-catching. (PS: I think everyone knows what this little umbrella is, right?)
"Who should I send it to?" Tokiho giggled, "Send it to my uncle! He's sure to like it!"
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