"Oh, is it to thank me for turning your eldest brother Murong Xicheng into a human stick?" Ye Fan sneered: "If you like this chic look, I don't mind giving you one!"

"You, you ......" Murong Xijie was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he said hatefully: "Ye Fan, you are so crazy, but I guarantee that you will not see the sun tomorrow!"

"Don't make a big statement, it's not interesting at all!" Ye Fan sneered, "Yes, let's play a game in front of the drum and gong, you Shanghai Murong family, can you afford to play?"

"The purpose of my call is to sue you, we just want to play with you!" Murong Seagate sneered even more coldly: "Tonight, Shen Meiyi's concert will be impacted, there are our people in it, but there are also many fans of the 'Belle Époque', what can you do?"

"I'll fight it all!" Ye Fan sneered.

Murong Seagate was a little surprised, and was stunned for a moment before saying: "Don't forget jì, what is your identity, you are always an idol-level palace-level figure in the Chinese medicine industry." Aren't you afraid of being photographed by the media, seen by the public, and damaging your image?"

"Won't I just cover my face?" Ye Fan grinned and said, "It's too easy to deal with you, get ready to collect the corpses for your Murong family!"

As he spoke, Ye Fan hung up the phone.

Murong Xijie touched the bruise on Quan Xiuying's forehead, and said hatefully: "Xiuying, don't worry, tonight, the backbone of the Red Alliance's battle axe and Ye Fan will be finished! These bastards dare to bully my woman!"

Quan Xiuying curled up in Murong Seagate's arms like a kitten, her fingers couldn't stop drawing circles on his strong chest, and she said in a coquettish voice in proficient Chinese: "Young Master Seagate, you must help me get angry......! This is a slap in the face, Master Seagate!"

This girl is also a pretending criminal, in front of the public on weekdays, even in front of the Chinese media, either she speaks Korean or English, as if she can't speak Chinese.

In fact, over the years, she has been in bed with Huaxia tyrants and Kuo Shao, and Huaxia has long been self-taught and speaks very fluently.

However, in fact, they can't be blamed for this, their fans are so cheap, they need a few idols to make them kneel on their noble knees, if they speak Chinese, fans will think that they have no international style.

"Don't worry, don't say that he is the boss behind him, Ye Fan, I will also screw off his head and kick it as a ball!" Murong Xijie's eyes erupted with anger, and he sneered: "Ye Fan, but a child of a third-rate family, fighting with me, he is not an opponent at all!"

"Husband, you're so good!" Kwon so-young let out a coquettish cry like a cat.

This cry made Murong Seagate so light that his bones were a few taels lighter.

"Let's do it again!" Murong Xijie's burning gaze lingered on the girl's flawless face that had undergone dozens of plastic surgeries, as well as the slender jade legs resting on the sofa, and the scarlet nail polish-coated Qianqian jade feet, and the fullness of the white chiffon shirt that was almost torn.

The qiē in front of him was a fatal temptation for him, and he felt that his lower body was already a pillar of optimism.

The big hand reached out to the full snow on the girl's chest.

"Well, don't, I'm going to the sports center later!" Kwon so-young said coquettishly, but there was no sign of hindrance, and she was completely at the mercy of others.

"Hehe, this time, I must keep the essence in you! I want you to take my essence and sing and dance in front of thousands of fans, so that they can worship you and my essence at the same time!" Murong Seagate ripped off her clothes and stabbed her fiercely.

If Ye Fan heard this, he would definitely agree with him a little more, and at this point, this guy's thoughts were the same as Ye Fan's. Like-minded!

Shen Meiyi's way to the stadium was very smooth, without the slightest obstruction, and there was no abnormality, but her heart went up and down.

Because, she knows, it's not over. It's just a moment of calm before the storm.

At 3 p.m., the band and backing dancers all arrived for the final pre-performance rehearsal.

The rehearsal lasted until 5 p.m., and Shen Meiyi and the performance team went backstage to rest and have a simple dinner. And at this time, the audience also began to enter with tickets. The concert will start at 7 p.m.

The incident erupted around a quarter past 7 p.m.

At the entrance of the stadium, fans are entering in an orderly manner, and on the huge spliced LCD TV, Shen Meiyi's songs and her enthusiastic messages to fans are played on a loop.

On both sides of the LCD TV, there is a huge poster of her, the poster is illuminated clearly by the landscape lights, eye-catching, Shen Meiyi on the poster, smiling and smiling, captivating the country and the city.

Many handsome men and women holding glow sticks and posters took photos here, making exaggerated and cute poses to the camera, making funny faces and laughing.

At this time, in the parking lot, dozens of Jetta taxis suddenly came, and hundreds of people came down in an instant, led by a thin teenager with hemp poles and ears full of crystal studs, pulled out a banner from his arms, and another teenager came to open a banner, which was written in thick white and black characters - "Power star Shen Meiyi, get out of China!

The pockmarked boy is the vice president of the 'Belle Era' fan club, named Jin Ze Liang, who made himself extremely wicked by PS, and is also a small Internet celebrity, and at the same time, he is also the patriarch of the 'I love beauty' of the Matt family.

After Park Xialiang's "mutiny", this guy quickly seized power and gathered thousands of fans to make trouble.

Jin Zeliang was wearing a high-imitation Nike tight-fitting shirt, wearing high-imitation Adidas cropped pants underneath, revealing two thin hemp legs, a pair of genuine Adi Wang, and a leatherette leather bag with the words "Louis Vuitton" on his arm.

This guy has a sharp beak with monkey cheeks, stud earrings on his ears, and a nose ring on his nose, which jingles when he walks, and his dark green eyes, which are the smoky makeup he thinks is noble, and his fiery red hair renders his rebellious and unruly personality.

His eyes spewed angry flames, and with a wave of his pink fist, he raised his arms and shouted: "Power star Shen Meiyi get out of China!

Suddenly, hundreds of fans of the "Belle Époque" behind him rushed towards the entrance door like a tide.

Their voices are not small, and they have attracted the attention of many people. Even, the cars passing by stopped to watch the excitement.

Immediately after, on the road directly opposite the entrance entrance, thousands of fans of the "Belle Époque" who could not afford to get a car and could only rely on the ground to run and ride electric donkeys threw away the skewers worth three yuan that they thought were extraordinarily expensive and high-end, threw away the disposable noodle bowls in Laotan sauerkraut, pulled out banners, shouted slogans, and gathered over.

The sound sounded like a shock, and the call of "strong all-stars get out of China" was uniform and extraordinary, as if it was going to overturn the world.

However, they just crossed the road and did not block the entrance, but just shouted the slogan.

At this time, hundreds of people with dragons and tigers tattooed on their arms, with long flowing hair like Brother Haonan, or as strong as Brother Pheasant, who were not good at stubble at first glance, disrupted the queue of Shen Meiyi's fans who lined up to enter and blocked the entrance door.

The gang seemed very quiet, silent, and did not go inside, but they blocked the door.

The security personnel at the door didn't dare to provoke this gang at all, these guys were bulging in their arms, and at first glance, they were ready to fight and brawl. had to report the news to Shen Meiyi's agency and Yang Zhan and others.

Fans on both sides gathered more and more, and the doors became crowded, shoulder to shoulder, and order was chaotic.

Those Shen Meiyi's fans, once they walked inside, they didn't move, they just blocked it with their bodies. In an instant, fans on both sides gathered together and a verbal altercation began.

"Let Shen Meiyi come out and talk to us, let her stop the concert, let her get out of China! Let her kowtow to the noble Korean star and admit her mistakes!" At this moment, Jin Zeliang was triumphant, and there was a feeling of being on the cusp of the limelight.

He felt extremely honored, he felt that he stood on the moral high ground on behalf of justice, because he could do what he could for his idol and humiliate Shen Meiyi fiercely, he moved himself to tears. Shouting slogans hoarsely, jumping up and down.

The quarrel gradually turned into a small-scale brawl, and as soon as the fans on both sides made a move, Brother Hao Nan and the pheasant buddies rushed up and quickly knocked Shen Meiyi's fans down. They are all domestic slaves and guardians raised by the Murong family, and their cultivation is around the Yellow Order, where are these helpless fans?

Jin Zeliang excitedly said to the people of the "family": "Did you see it? Did you see it? I said that we have a backstage, right? Shen Meiyi's fans are not our opponents at all!"

"Patriarch, I saw dozens of police cars parked on the opposite side of the street!" one of his subordinates said worriedly, "they won't arrest us, will they?"

Jin Zeliang looked at those policemen with disdain and said: "When we came here just now, weren't there policemen who stopped us? We beat them up, didn't they even dare to let out a fart? We now have nearly 10,000 people! There are only a few of them, and they are all frightened by us! They became turtles with shrunken heads!"

No one noticed that there were actually 20 military trucks parked in the parking lot, and no one noticed that on the next street, there were 30 military trucks parked, and by the way, there were several suspicious sprinkler trucks.

On a military vehicle in the parking lot, the mouse saw this scene and pointed at Jin Zeliang viciously and said: "As long as that kid is jumping and happy, I'm going to beat that kid! Don't fight with me! Boss, give an order, my hands are itchy!"

Chapter 1033 is one-sided!

"Wait a while, although the fans on both sides have emblems, we are still worried that we will be injured by mistake, and someone from my sister-in-law's agency will come out to calm the incident and guide Shen Meiyi's fans out......" Yang Zhan said while smoking a cigar.

Sure enough, before Yang Zhan's words fell, Li Jing came out, she held a microphone, and said, "Fans of the 'Belle Époque', I hope you stay calm." No one wants you to make trouble, including your favorite 'Belle Epoque', please stop the disturbance and exit in an orderly manner!"

"Exit your paralysis!" Jin Zeliang carried a mineral water bottle filled with sand and stones, and threw it over to Chao Li Jing, shouting: "Let Shen Meiyi apologize to our noble 'Beauty Era'!"

"Yes! Apologize!"

"How can Shen Meiyi compare with the 'Beauty Era'?"

"Hmph, our Kwon so-young is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

"How dare you have a concert with the goddesses of our Belle Époque?

"Korean songs are good, Chinese songs, the earth is dead! I don't deserve to wear the identity of King Adi at all!"

The fans of "Beauty Era", who are definitely worthy of the glorious title of "brain-dead", suddenly blew up, and while scolding, they threw sundries at Li Jing.

The debris fell like raindrops, but Li Jing didn't flinch in the slightest, didn't hide, let them smash it, and said loudly: "Okay, the other party is unwilling to quit, and we can't do it!" Miss Shen's fans, thank you for your support to Miss Shen. Miss Shen is doing makeup backstage, she wants to give you the most beautiful and happiest night, she has something to say to you. Please look at the big LCD TV screen!"

On the LCD TV, there was a slight flicker, and the picture switched to the scene of Shen Meiyi in the background, she was wearing a performance costume inlaid with countless rhinestones, which was so beautiful that it was amazing and suffocating, and even Jin Zeliang, who hated Shen Meiyi, opened her eyes wide, it seems that Shen Meiyi is not worse than the Beauty Era......

"Dear fans, good evening, everyone......" Shen Meiyi beckoned to the camera and smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming, spring returning to the earth, and the whole world was bright.

"Xiaoyi, good evening!" Tens of thousands of Shen Meiyi's fans, who were blocked outside the venue, saw the idol and shouted in unison, with an amazing momentum.

"I know, you're outside, you're anxious to see my performance, to see how beautiful I am for you......" Shen Meiyi's eyes were slightly red, she wasn't acting, it was really the Shanghai Murong family and the "Beauty Era", pressing step by step, bringing her huge pressure.

"yes, we're in a hurry!"

"We miss you!"

"You are the most perfect girl in our hearts!" many fans said with tears of excitement as they heard their idols say their hearts, almost wailing.

Shen Meiyi's reputation is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, she is keen on charity, never pretending to sing, she sings with her soul and sings with her life. These fans love her to the core.

"I know that there was a commotion outside, and even a few fans were hurt for me......! Because my agency and I are not well organized, I apologize to my dear fans!" Shen Meiyi stood up and bowed deeply.

When she raised her head again, all the fans saw the tears on her face, and all the fans, their hearts were broken, and they cried out silently: "Xiaoyi, you are the kindest girl, we love you!"

"It's not your fault, it's all those Ha Han Ha Ri idiots!"

"Art knows no borders, and there should be no portals. Art is to make you happy......" Shen Meiyi wiped her eyes and said softly: "I sing on stage, I dance, I sweat, I am hoarse, I wear the most beautiful clothes, just to make you happy, to see your smile......s!

"We understand!" all the fans shouted in unison.

"Are you obedient?" Shen Meiyi smiled sweetly.

"Obedient!" the voice shook the sky, crushing a qiē.

"You have to be the most well-behaved child like Xiaoyi, so, now, please exit this street immediately, and come back in ten minutes! I promise, you will all enter the venue on time at eight o'clock!" Shen Meiyi bowed again, straightened up, smiled sweetly, and said, "We, see you at the concert!"

This time, Shen Meiyi's fans did not shout any slogans, but only proved their respect for idols and their su zhì with practical actions.

With tears in their eyes, they clutched the tickets tightly in their hands and exited the street without a sound, and during the whole process, no one said a word, only sadness and unwillingness on their faces.

The entire long street was silent, and the originally noisy sound seemed to be sucked by a huge invisible sponge.

Jin Zeliang was stunned for a moment, then rattled and laughed, and said triumphantly: "It seems that Shen Meiyi was frightened by us, and they all drove his fans away! Haha! We are too good! The police are like shrunken turtles!"

I don't know which fan shouted: "Shen Meiyi doesn't come out, there is no sincerity at all! Let's smash it!" As he spoke, he slammed the half-drunk Coke in his hand on the LCD TV and the glass door of the stadium.

Watching the excitement is not a big deal, but also with the mentality of not blaming the public, suddenly, all the fans of the Belle Époque screamed and were extremely arrogant, bricks and drink bottles flew over like raindrops, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

At this time, Li Jing, escorted by several bodyguards, quietly walked into the stadium.

The Hu courtyard of the Murong family had a faint sense of foreboding, and their hearts were full of joy, what kind of rhythm was this?

Suddenly, everyone felt that the ground trembled slowly, as if it was a slight earthquake, and Jin Zeliang's fans, as well as the Murong family's courtyard slaves, glanced at the two sections of the street, and saw a scene that made them thrilling and unforgettable.

On the east side of the street, from the parking lot and the location of the intersection, suddenly there was a crowd of people, uniform military leather boots, black pants, black suits and white shirts, led by Yang Zhan and rats. All of them carried steel pipes, batons, and long-handled fire axes.

Jin Zeliang was stunned in an instant, his legs were weak and he didn't lie down, there were too many people on the other side, like ants, and he couldn't count them.

This kind of scene seems to be rare in Hong Kong underworld movies! In fact, the large-scale armed fight of the real community is much more fierce and cruel than in film and television dramas!

His first thought was to run! But when his eyes looked to the west side of the street, he was so frightened that tears flowed from his eyes.

The number of people in the west was no less than that in the east, and a big man at the head was carrying a fire axe in his hand, a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes flashed like a wolf, fierce and brutal, as if he was ready to choose someone to eat. It's not someone else, it's a tyrannosaurus!

Tens of thousands of heavily armed Red Alliance tomahawk members suddenly appeared on the streets, and their shapes were immediately reversed, and the slaves of the Murong family's nursing home were not beaten, nor did they look depressed and embarrassed.

A strong family like the Murong family is an independent kingdom that never borrows the power of the police, but Jin Zeming and his gang don't think so.

"Call the police uncle to protect us!" they immediately took out their mobile phones and called the police, and the waste they looked down on just now became their last talisman.

However, they found that the phone did not have a signal at all.

The rats have already gotten very close, and when they called Jin Zeming, they knew that they were calling the police, so they didn't bother to call the police at all, and called the police? It's too late! The police warned you not to make trouble, but they don't care now!

This time, the people who were surrounded were surrounded, and the rat was carrying a steel pipe, his face was grim, and he rushed towards Jin Zeliang in the lead.

"You dare to hit me?" Jin Zeliang picked up a brick and danced wildly to deter the mouse.

"Congratulations, you're going to answer!" The steel pipe of the mouse was unceremoniously slashed, and suddenly, Jin Zeliang's arm made a crisp click, and he broke in an instant.

These Belle Époque fans, compared with professional club members, have too much difference in strength, and their courage cannot be compared with them. It can be said that this was a complete massacre without suspense, and the situation of the battle showed a one-sided trend.

When the steel pipe of the rat fell, it was equivalent to blowing the trumpet of the charge, and when it landed, tens of thousands of members of the Red Alliance battle axe on the scene carried steel pipes in their hands, brandished fire axes, and joined the battle group.

Jin Zeliang was lying on the ground, wanting to make a call and call the people of the "family" and other fans to help, but suddenly remembered that there was no signal on his mobile phone at all, so he could only hold his head in despair, let the mouse jerk on him, and he couldn't stop rolling in pain and spitting blood in his mouth.

To say that among the few remaining people in the Dongxing team, the real strength is not a mouse, but a tyrannosaurus. The former was originally born with a blank paper fan and relied on his brains, while the tyrannosaurus started completely by fighting and killing, and his temper was short-tempered, so he was extremely ruthless.

This guy is completely alive Li Kui reborn, wielding a fire axe, as if picking up a piece of black light, facing those young boys and girls fans of the Belle Era, it is a burst of slashing.

However, he still maintained a certain amount of restraint, the fire axe did not open, and he did not cut their vital parts, only looking for thighs, calves, and buttocks for a burst of tyranny.

But Rao is so, the striking power is also amazing, those thin and quacky boys and girls, non-mainstream, killing Matt, have no ability to parry at all, they fall when they touch it, they howl when they are next to it, the skin of the light ones is open, and the heavy ones are broken instantly.

Yang Zhan led the three or four hundred core brothers of the Red Alliance Tomahawk and the good hands in the society to start dealing with the Murong family's guardians and house slaves.

It is said that the two sides are heavyweight players, but the heroes can't hold the crowd, there are too many people in the Red Alliance, three times five divided by two, thirty or forty people in the Murong family's nursing home fell to the ground, and the rest used exquisite body techniques and ran wildly in many ways.

Ye Fan was in the Red Alliance Battle Axe, and his prestige was unmatched, to put it bluntly, he was the boss of their boss. Ye Fan spoke, the effect was not covered. The Red Alliance's tomahawks are all fighting with all their strength.

In fact, Ye Fan has always adopted a forbearance and gentle attitude towards this matter, and tried every possible way to resolve the conflict, but the Murong family did not enter the oil and salt, and he was nowhere to be seen.

These fans of the "Belle Époque" even stuffed hair in their ears, and they couldn't listen to it, no matter how much they persuaded them, they also spread rumors and slandered Shen Meiyi on the Internet, making a local Chinese singer disgraced, and the prestige of foreign Yi destroyed the ambition of Huaxia.

Therefore, the Red Alliance Tomahawk, these hot-blooded real men, fierce and pure masters, hate these brainless fans with hateful faces and ghost-like makeup, and the canine teeth of the Murong family. Of course, there will be no politeness in the slightest.

In just five minutes, the battle was over, faster than Ye Fan expected. A very important reason is that the people of the Red Alliance Tomahawk just want to sweep away these brainless fans and the people of the Murong family, not to hurt people, so they will not chase those who escape.

The scene was a mess, bloodstains, sticks, steel pipes, and bricks were thrown all over the ground, and those fans and Murong family's guardians were like half-starved wild dogs, moaning on the ground. Most of them had their lower limbs broken and were unable to move.

The fans of the "Belle Die" who were able to take the opportunity to run out no longer have the arrogance and domineering just now, and the fart is rolling and urinating, and the feces and urine are flowing all over the ground. Hiding in a dark corner, shivering.

There are also three or four hundred fans of the "Belle Époque" who have just arrived, and when they see groups of people running over with blood and crying, they are immediately frightened.

Yang Zhan sneered and glanced at everyone, waved his hand, and said proudly to the sprinkler truck and truck parked on the side: "Clean up the battlefield! Not a drop of blood can be left!"