"Hey, it's already ten o'clock, Sayuri has gotten off the plane! Everyone be refreshed, get ready!" This high-pitched voice was like a shot in the arm, which lifted the spirits of countless fans in the waiting hall of the airport. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, it is late at night, and the airport waiting hall, which is already deserted at that time on weekdays, is already overcrowded, all of them are Sayuri's fan support group, everyone is wearing the team uniform of the affiliated organization, holding virtual projection posters, love balloons and flowers in their hands and waiting patiently, with a look of infinite yearning on their faces.

When the sensor door opened, more than a dozen burly bodyguards dressed in black took the lead in rushing out of the door, quickly separating from the left and right for the first time, forming a tight half-arc formation, and then stood still, without a trace of expression on his face with sunglasses, and looked around coldly.

However, when they saw these cold and unusually black-clothed bodyguards, fanatical expressions appeared on the faces of all the fans present. I don't know who used PMT to project a love icon in mid-air, and as the heart icon stopped for a while, it shattered, forming countless broken hearts, and fans shouted in unison: "Sayuri, I love you! Sayuri, I love you!"

These two simple words burst out at the same time in the hearts of countless people, and their momentum was like a mountain of seas, extremely violent. It was as if they had rehearsed countless times before, and everyone's voices were in unison, without the slightest confusion. At the same time, the crowd began to swell forward desperately, like worker ants seeing food.

Dozens of security personnel at the airport rushed over and protected the outermost side of the black-clad bodyguard, forming the first human wall to resist the fanatical attacks of the fans.

At this time, more than a dozen staff members hugged each other and a petite girl walked out from behind the door, the little girl wore a heavy black top hat on her head, a pair of big black sunglasses covered most of her delicate face, and was wearing a khaki trench coat.

Although it was only a glimpse of the tube, the fans still shouted frantically: "Sayuri! Sayuri!" The excited shouts made the uniform cheering just now noisy, and the scene gradually became chaotic.

Soon, the outermost airport security personnel began to retreat, and the human wall formed continued to shrink backwards, and there was a tendency to collapse instantly.

At this time, the first dozen or so black-clothed bodyguards suddenly stepped forward, and then formed an encirclement in a very orderly manner, surrounding Sayuri and more than a dozen staff members, and then walked forward with difficulty through the bodies of airport security personnel.

"Sayuri, I love you!"

The crazy fans jumped high and stretched their hands forward through the gap formed by the security personnel and the black-clad bodyguards, hoping to touch the idol tangibly, but these illusions were shattered one by one, and the black-clad bodyguards were very professional in dismissing the fans' outstretched hands one by one, and the means were effective without hurting each other. In this way, the two groups of people were in a stalemate of "one attack and one defense".

Hugo swayed back and forth in the crowd, his face as dead as ashes, without a hint of a smile. Seeing this group of people who are even crazier and more terrifying than zombies, Hugo only felt deeply helpless.

The ambient sound was so noisy that Hugo could not communicate with Hitomi through the PMT, and could only speak in text.

Hugo struggled to write a line on the screen: "Why did you let me come here?"

Hitomi quickly recovered: "Meet Sayuri!"

Hugo smiled bitterly, stood on tiptoe and looked forward, and then recovered: "She is dressed like a masked man, how can I see clearly?

"It's better to see than to hear!" (smiley) Looking at Hitomi's heartless smiling expression, Hugo only felt angry, late at night this guy sat peacefully in his home and enjoyed the quiet, but he was going to suffer this crime here, Hugo wailed bitterly, but his voice was quickly drowned in this noisy environment, and he couldn't make a wave.

"I know people, what's next?" Hugo asked Hitomi at this time, at this time Hugo had a little more thoughts, he could no longer follow Hitomi's arrangement without knowing the truth as he is now, the current situation is the best proof, since Hitomi knows something about Sayuri, then I don't know how crazy her fans are to take the opportunity, maybe Hitomi is teasing herself in a bad way.

"Of course, I went to the hotel with me, and Sayuri didn't take her special plane when she came to District 13 this time, but used the opportunity to contact people through fans, which can be described as a lot of effort. In this case, we can't be sloppy, send the Buddha to the west, how can we do it if it's not safe to confirm Sayuri's safety?

Hugo had a black line and cursed secretly: Anyway, it's not you who are here to run the field! But the situation is too bad at this time, Hugo has no time to deal with Hitomi, so he can only squeeze through the crowd with difficulty and rush to the door.

"Hey, boy, are you going to give up like this?" a majestic voice rang out from behind Hugo, and a pair of large hands grabbed Hugo's collar behind him. Hugo turned around and saw an extremely burly and tall man standing behind him, dressed in a pink support suit and wearing a white turban with a pink heart in the center of the turban.

Seeing Hugo turn around, the middle-aged man showed a kind smile on his face, and without waiting for Hugo to speak, he took the lead in speaking: "I think when I first picked up Sayuri, I was also alone, and I didn't rely on the 'lone fan', at that time I was also in the same mood as you, excited and a little inferior, but in the end I still persevered, for Sayuri, for the love in our hearts." Boy, steadfast in your steps, now is the time to change your voice!"

Hugo's eyes widened and he grinned, not knowing what the middle-aged man was talking about, the middle-aged man looked at Hugo's puzzled eyes, and smiled softly: "Don't be afraid, just follow me and learn from me." After saying that, he turned around, and his sturdy arms held up the virtual projection of the sea reporter and shouted: "Sayuri, I love you!

Hugo looked at the middle-aged man's roaring appearance, and his heart was full of cold shivers, speechless to the extreme. Seeing that the middle-aged man was quickly put into a state, Hugo hurriedly retreated backwards, and at the same time, black moire surged on his body, and his body escaped from the crowd like a swimming fish.