Several paparazzi were watching carefully downstairs. They didn't dare to get too close because there were bodyguards around. They were more difficult to deal with than the security guard of the apartment.

These paparazzi have suffered. As long as they cross an invisible warning line, they will be warned by the big man in black hiding in the dark. These big men are soft and hard. As long as they dare to stay in this range, they will be subjected to rude expulsion or even violent expulsion.

Several iron headed have been "poisoned". They just don't believe in this evil, and then... They were ruthlessly thrown out.

These bodyguards in black are very measured. They won't really hurt you, but they will really hurt. Moreover, their means are very insidious. They always like to attack the weakest part of their body. Some timid paparazzi fled in fear before they started. However, some brave people have lined up at the andrology Department of the hospital.

"These bodyguards are really insidious..."

"I'll sue them for serious injury... Asshole..."

"Save it. If you file a lawsuit with these bodyguards, people are not afraid of you. They have a gold owner behind them. You might as well find some interest on the owner behind them."

"You're right. I have to get something today..."

Two tabloid paparazzi sat in their car complaining. In the driver's seat, watching was a white man in his thirties, who was obviously more experienced.

Sitting in the back seat was a young man with curly hair. He had just entered the industry. With full momentum, he must have suffered a lot just now.

The two men in the car Tucao Tracey's bodyguard, but dare to tell him behind the back, make complaints about it is completely comforting themselves, face to face dare not to make such a clamor. They don't have the courage to fight. They only dare to keep an eye on them outside the warning line, about 100 meters away. After all, they are just living. Why can't they live with their own body.

The old paparazzi has seen many storms. He has encountered everything. Bitlacey's means are worse. There are many rich people everywhere. To be honest, he is used to it.

His partner, after all, is still young. He has just entered the industry for about half a year and has not suffered.

Now he is still angry. His emotions are written on his face. He can guess that he is holding his strength and ready to compete with each other.

The old paparazzi shook his head slightly and said in a secret way: the young man has to suffer a little to see himself.

The time of crouching and watching is always very slow and boring, but there is no better way. If you want to get the first-hand material, you have to endure loneliness.

It's normal to squat around the target's house for a day and a night or even a few days and nights. This is not only the norm in the paparazzi circle, but also their way of life. Being impatient is really not suitable for this business.

Otherwise, they are maggots hiding in the dark corner. This is a bad comment, but also helpless. Many people hate them very much, but they have nothing to do with them.

"Joseph, is there anything else to eat?"

They have been crouching for hours since Tracy entered the apartment. The young paparazzi turned over the empty bag around him and asked in front.

The white male paparazzi named Joseph pointed to the packing bag around him and shrugged helplessly, "it's gone. You can buy some. There's a convenience store more than 100 meters across the street."

Then he took out a bottle of bottled water from his feet, "Lao... There's still a lot of water. Why don't you pad your stomach first?"

"Damn... I've drunk a lot of bottles. There's not even a toilet here..." the young man called Lao hammered the cushion hard. Joseph shook his head in his eyes. The young man is too impatient to come out with him next time.

Just as he was thinking about how to propose to his immediate boss to change his partner, his eyes that had been sweeping around suddenly coagulated.

"I'd better buy something to eat. Joseph, what would you like to eat? Hamburger or hot dog." Lao said, ready to get off, and saw Joseph suddenly reach out and stop him.

"Shh... There's a situation," Joseph made a silent gesture and stared at a black Bentley parked by the side of the road.

Lao was slightly stunned. When he reacted, he said with ecstasy, "where is it? Where is it? The rich boy came out?"

"Keep quiet..." Joseph reminded, quietly pointing to the Bentley.

"It's just a car. I didn't find the target person." Lao said puzzled. This Bentley is very common in the upper east side of Manhattan. He doesn't think it's special.

"You boy can see that I haven't worked for nothing for so long." Joseph laughed to himself without explanation. From his experience and feeling, there must be something wrong with this Bentley.

The car was quiet. Joseph kept staring at the Bentley. After about ten minutes, Lao became impatient and said, "you're too nervous, Joseph."

"Shh... The window is down. Use the camera..."

Bentley's rear window fell slowly, and the people in the car showed their true colors. They were an exquisite blonde girl with a pair of big sunglasses covering half of her face.

Joseph immediately took out the camera, quickly focused and narrowed the lens. Lao slowed down a shot, but he was not stupid. He immediately took out his own equipment.

"Damn it... The window is up." as soon as he adjusted the lens, Bentley's rear window was up, slapping the cushion with annoyance.

Joseph raised his mouth slightly and smiled. "I caught it." he looked at his camera and frowned and thought, "who is this? It looks familiar..."

"Joseph... Well... Can I have a look?" Lao scratched his head with some embarrassment.

At this time, the exclusive elevator door of the apartment slowly opened, and a Rolls Royce phantom came out.

"The target appeared... I knew it had something to do with the car..." it was too late to show Lao the picture, and Joseph immediately started the car.

"It's Tracy's car..." Lao recognized the Rolls Royce phantom and said in surprise immediately.

When the Rolls Royce phantom entered the street, it slowly stopped next to the Bentley. Bentley's rear door opened. A blonde girl in slim pants and short sleeved T-shirt quickly got out of the car, and then got on the Rolls Royce phantom immediately.

"Joseph... How do you know? You're great."

Let Joseph say that black Bentley has something to do with their target character Tracy. The girl who got out of the car just now sneaked into Tracy's car. The relationship is definitely not simple.

"Stop talking nonsense... We have to follow." Joseph anxiously started the car. At this time, Tracy's Rolls Royce phantom had started. He hurried up, but he was stuck by two black cars.

"Asshole..... Damn..... We're a little slow." Joseph slapped the steering wheel angrily. "2000 dollars..... No.. 5000 dollars just flew."

"They haven't gone far... We still have a chance..." Lao didn't want to give up.

Joseph looked back and smiled bitterly. "Do you think they will give us a chance?" he pointed to the cars in front, and some of his peers' cars were also stopped.

"Damn it, they are too overbearing. We have the right..."

"Don't be naive. We're prying into other people's privacy. They can't do too much." Joseph interrupted him. Paparazzi do dirty work. They swim in gray areas, so don't tell others about the right to interview. It would be silly.

Don't stop their cars and restart. Joseph reluctantly stepped on the accelerator and followed them. "Fortunately, I took a picture and got a little harvest... Keep up with the car and see where the target person is going."

Although it's probably useless to keep up with these cars, it's better than nothing.

"Joseph... Who was that girl in Bentley just now?"

"She... I really recognize her." Joseph deliberately delayed for a while, saw the other party's anxious face turn red in the rearview mirror, smiled and said, "that girl is the little princess of the Hurst sisters, Delia hurst."

"The Hearst sisters? That's the celebrity sister as famous as the Hilton sisters."

"That's right..." Joseph raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "it was rumored that Amanda Hearst, the sister of the Hearst sisters, had a lot of relationship with him. Unexpectedly, his sister also had an affair with him. Indeed, he is worthy of being the boldest playboy."

"His life is really enviable."

"Uh huh... You have his background, you have his wealth, and you can do whatever you want."

If not, then honestly follow him and eat ash.

Topic characters like Tracy are the favorite of paparazzi. They don't envy each other's life, but they can expose each other's life.

People are talking about the lives of the rich and flocking to their privacy. As long as Tracy keeps rising, he is the sales guarantee of gossip in major newspapers.

Paparazzi are annoying, but their existence is absolutely reasonable. From another perspective, without them, there will be a lot less fun in the entertainment industry.

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"Delia, don't look at me like that. I sent Tracy to you." in the car, Andre, who was staring at by Delia hurst, still couldn't hold his head and begged for mercy.

Although the little princess of the Hearst family usually laughs and looks lovely and sweet, it's scary to start a fire. No one knows her temper, what madness she will go mad and what excessive actions she will make. The Hearst family are famous unstable factors, and generally no one is willing to offend them.

Delicate and lovely girl, even if angry, is still very cute.

However, her big eyes, wide and round, did have an unspeakable momentum. Even Andre, who was not afraid, was very uncomfortable by her.

"I just didn't remember for a while... But the result was good, wasn't it." Andre looked helpless. He knew that the little princess wasn't easy to deal with, and then looked at Tracy like asking for help.

Tracy is a spectator. He doesn't care about Andre. This bad friend will betray himself and let him suffer some losses.

It's not good to provoke anyone. You have to provoke the Hurst women. Tracy has a headache for both sisters and usually wants to walk around. This time, if Nicole hadn't been in New York, he might have flown away like last time.

"You say something!" Andre looked at Tracy bitterly.

"It's none of my business!" Tracy turned her head aside.

"This aunt listens to you most. You can't ignore me!" Andre secretly touches Tracy's arm.

"Solve the trouble you've caused yourself." Tracy moved aside.

They didn't make a sound and played a riddle. Tracy made it clear that he wouldn't care about him. In addition to Andre's distress, he already wanted to run away.

"Renault... Stop, I'm going down..." Andre couldn't help saying after a stalemate of more than ten minutes.

"You dare to run one..."

"Renault continue... Don't stop..."

Delia and Tracy opened up one after another. Andre looked at Delia awkwardly and Yu Guang glared at Tracy.

"You almost lied to me. Don't want to leave like this," Delia said angrily. It seems that Andrea will not be spared today.

Tracy held her chest in her hands and held a smile on one side. The woman was unreasonable. She was really destructive. Fortunately, Delia's goal was not him.

"Aunt and grandma... What do you want?" Andre had softened. "As long as I can do it, you can mention it..."

"Hum, I almost couldn't see Tracy..." Delia pursed.

"Well... Didn't I bring someone to you?" Andre spread his hands. "It's not satisfactory..."

"I'm not here yet. If I'm late, I may be the same as last time."

You also know that Tracy deliberately avoided you. If there were no special circumstances, he must have run away.

Andre make complaints about it, and say, "OK, ok... Well, I almost missed the big thing."

He really doesn't understand what's good about Tracy. He's obsessed with this crazy woman.

Normally, Tracy should avoid their sisters and shouldn't trouble herself. The Lord is here. Go find him.

"Cough..." Tracy coughed suddenly and Andrea and Delia looked over.

"Andre is wrong..." Tracy directly sold his "good brother" and pretended to be angry. "He almost let me and you miss it. He should be punished heavily."

"Just... Just..." Delia catered and took Tracy's arm, looking like a little bird.

"I miss you very much, you know. The last time you left New York, I wanted to find you in Los Angeles. Unfortunately... Amanda didn't let me go. She wanted to be reserved and took me. It's too much. And... I heard that inasha got there first..."

"Nothing... Nothing..." Tracy immediately denied that CP Group had been 404. She didn't have time to provoke me.

Tracy really didn't expect that Delia was more direct than her cousin Amanda. She took the initiative to attack as soon as she came up, which made him difficult to resist.

The Hurst women are as tough as bandits.

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