Chapter 1845: Come Down, Smash Me!
"Mr. Mo, have you recently been to a psychiatric hospital for regular check-ups, and are you not a normal person as rumored to ......be outside?"
"Mr. Mo, are you usually in the women's toilet?"
The spotlight clicked and flashed......
One sharp question after another slammed in.
Reporters and videographers are excitedly documenting and shooting......
It's cool, there has been such a hot and rare news for two consecutive days, and it can be filmed live until now, and you can get a soft hand when you get a bonus!
Mo Beiyan stood in place like an iceberg, he didn't move, his handsome face was red and black, his burgundy hair was stained with ketchup, his high-end suit was wrinkled, and the whole person looked ......
Handsome is still very handsome, and evil is also very evil, but ......
How can this be the image of a president?!
This is a fugitive~ criminal......
The reporters kept shooting in surprise, and one of the sharp-eyed ones exclaimed, "Mr. Mo, may I ask what is the matter with the bag in your hand?"
"Did you sneak into the women's bathroom to grab a bag? You shouldn't be short of money, is this a sick hobby?"
"How many times have you entered the women's bathroom, and is this dress for disguise or to satisfy psychological needs?"
“……”
It's this trick again.
It's the most fucking trick of all!
She's addicted to making entertainment calls?!
Mo Huan Tong ......
Mo, Huan, Hitomi!
Mo Beiyan's phoenix eyes almost sank to the bottom of the sea, he clenched his hands tightly, and he still couldn't hide his arrogance and nobility, Mo Huantong, you want to play, right?
Good...... Very good!
Great!
There is no next ...... This is the last time, the ends of the earth, you think you can run?!
Someone who rarely gets angry......
Thorough, unprecedented...... Angry.
The reporters were still patting without knowing whether they were alive or dead, Mo Beiyan's tall figure stood at the door of the women's toilet, there was no sense of disobedience, his handsome face was slightly gloomy, and the yin owl in his eyes was almost scared to death.
Hmmm――
Three stretch sedans drove up.
The door of the middle car was opened by the entourage who came down, and the man in a dark blue suit stepped down with his legs raised, and the attention of the reporters was instantly attracted, "Chu Shao!"
"Chu Shao, why did you come here?"
"Chu Shao, are you also the one who grabbed the bag in the women's bathroom?"
"Chu Shao, do you have a thorough understanding of Mr. Mo's condition?"
This has already diagnosed him as a disease?!
Mo Nanjue's thin lips hooked slightly, he didn't answer, his good-looking peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly shouted with a handsome face, "Come down, smash me!"
Before the man's words fell, a large group of black-clothed people suddenly came down in the two cars in front and behind, all wearing sunglasses, rushed over and grabbed the reporter's microphone and camera, and slammed it on the ground.
Bang bang bang!
The machine was smashed in an instant, all the photos and videos taken were destroyed, the reporters didn't have time to react, they were all shocked, Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, he glanced at it, "Grab the car, seal your mouth and then release it." ”
"Yes!"
The man in black moved very fast, but in a few minutes, he stuffed a group of reporters and others into the car, and his entourage dredged the onlookers on both sides, "I'm sorry, it's filming here, please let ...... it"
Mo Beiyan always stood with a cold face, Mo Nanjue walked over, even though he had a strong endurance, he still couldn't help but want to laugh, "I said ......"