"What are you talking about, come back!"

"If you go any further, my goddess An will be disfigured!"

"My goddess An has a great future in the future, don't go up and ruin it!"

Hearing the threat of the makeup artist, everyone immediately became nervous, and persuaded the king disciple not to go forward.

Even Ou Qiqi, who wanted to use the method of agitation to force the king's disciples to go up to save An Qianqian, was trying to dissuade the king's disciples.

But the king turned a deaf ear and walked forward without stopping.

Some boys couldn't stand it, so they rushed up in a group, in order to stop the Wang disciple before the makeup artist hurt An Qianqian.

But just as they were about to pounce on the king, the king's disciple suddenly sped up a step, and several people jumped directly to the ground.

"You're really bold enough, aren't you afraid that I'll tear up the ticket?" said the makeup artist viciously.

Wang Tu chuckled a few times, "Do you dare?"

"You think I don't dare?" the makeup artist brought the knife in her hand closer to An Qianqian's neck.

"Your plan is to rush to the stage to kidnap An Qianqian on the pretext of offering flowers, and then disfigure An Qianqian with a knife hidden in the bouquet. “

"But you will never dare to kill someone, because in your arrangement, disfigurement is only counted as the crime of intentional injury, and the maximum sentence is several years, and the people behind you also have enough money and power to get you out in advance. “

The makeup artist smiled cruelly: "You know me very well, but I can tell you that even if I kill An Qianqian, I can still be safe and sound!"

"Then you kill, stab the knife into An Qianqian's throat, and try to clean her blood. “

Wang Tu didn't seem to have the concept of pity and cherishing jade in his mind.

What he said made all the male classmates grit their teeth, eager to press the king to the ground and beat him.

But they didn't dare to act rashly, in case anyone rushed up to really anger the makeup artist, and An Qianqian's pretty face would be gone.

The makeup artist was also choked by Wang Tu's words, and was dumbfounded for a while, forcibly stabilizing his majesty.

"I didn't plan to kill An Qianqian, but to torture her and carve flowers on her face!"

As he spoke, the makeup artist looked down at An Qianqian, who was strangled by herself.

To his surprise, An Qianqian, who was originally kidnapped by himself, was still very panicked and scared, but as soon as the white-clothed young man in front of him came out, An Qianqian looked relieved and looked indifferent.

"Why, go under the knife, what are you hesitating about. "Wang Tu is actually motivating makeup artists to hurt An Qianqian.

"Do you think I really wouldn't dare?"

The makeup artist was really enraged at this time, and suddenly raised the knife, and slashed at An Qianqian in front of thousands of people.

"Ahh

Many boys were even more furious, and they were about to attack them in groups, when they saw this incredible scene in front of them.

An Qianqian was also so frightened that she closed her eyes just now, but soon not only did she not feel pain, but it also seemed that rain was dripping on her face.

She opened her eyes and looked at the makeup artist, only to see that on his somewhat handsome face, there was a deep knife mark, and blood flowed.

"Why are you so careless, hurt yourself, pay attention to the next knife, take your time, and cut down on An Qianqian's cheekbone. “

Wang Tu is actually teaching makeup artists how to hurt people.

And this tone is very cheap, so cheap that those boys want to come up and beat the king to death.

The makeup artist didn't understand what was going on, and the hand went out of control and slashed into his face.

However, this does not prevent makeup artists from completing their tasks.

He raised his arm, doubled his strength, and once again raised his knife and fell, a flash of silver light.

"Ahh

There was only one person screaming this time, and that was the makeup artist.

The makeup artist deliberately made a lot more effort to go under the knife this time, but the result still didn't hit An Qianqian, and he was scared of himself.

",!" exclaimed the makeup artist.

The makeup artist did not hesitate, and immediately stabbed again, this time he concentrated his mental strength, holding the knife in his hand and slowly moving forward, and at the moment in front of An Qianqian, he burst out with powerful force.

"Ahh

I saw that on his cheek bone, there was a deep knife mark, all the way through the inside, and the white bones were clearly visible.

"Go up and arrest him!" Seeing this, the security guard immediately led someone up and arrested the makeup artist.

A farce ended so simply.

The only king disciple who dared to step forward didn't even make a move, and it ended because of the makeup artist's stupid three consecutive self-stabs.

"Damn, at that critical juncture just now, I was going to rush up, I have been professionally trained to save people, and I will definitely be able to save Goddess An. A muscular boy patted his chest and said.

"It's just that I'm looking for an opportunity, not rushing forward like a dumbfounder, not caring about the safety of the hostages at all. “

Hearing him say this, the voices of the crowd against the king's disciples rose again.

"If it weren't for the robber's brain just now and he beat himself, my goddess An would have suffered because of you!"

"Miss An, she is in her prime, she is at her peak, if she is disfigured because of the king's apprenticeship, her acting career will be gone. “

The more they talked, the more addicted they became, as if the king's disciples had almost become sinners for the ages.

Before Wang Tu could speak, Fan Shiming couldn't see it, and rushed up and pointed at the crowd: "It's so powerful, why didn't you go up to save people just now, who wouldn't be an afterthought?"

Fan Shiming didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, it stirred up a thousand waves, and those who blamed the king's disciples were even more excited, and they took a step forward one by one.

"If he doesn't go up, my goddess Ann won't be in danger at all. “

"What's the use of such a reckless man going up, and he only went up and walked two steps, and he didn't do anything, who can't go. “

"Because he and I Goddess An are injured, can you afford it?"

No matter how eloquent Fan Shiming is, he can't match hundreds of mouths.

Among them, people like Ou Qiqi and Xie Tingting, who have enmity with the king, are the most obvious, and they are spitting and flying.

Wang Tu lowered his eyes and didn't say a word, as if he was really at fault.

"Okay, okay, all scattered. Qiu Ruxue rushed into the crowd with a group of teachers, and evacuated the boys who smelled of gunpowder and were about to fight.

Qiu Ruxue glanced at Wang Tu, how can he love to be a head bird in everything.

The police have just been notified and will be on the scene soon.

"It's okay if you don't make a move just now, the police are coming. “

Just as the crowd was about to disperse, he heard the king's words.

"The purpose of that makeup artist is to disfigure An Qianqian, if I don't make a move, wait for you people, An Qianqian will be unrecognizable now. “

Once again, the king's words aroused public outrage.

What is it called waiting for them.

"What do you mean?"

"We are looking for opportunities, not rushing forward with all our strength like you, and we don't even care about the safety of Goddess An. “

"I had already found an opportunity just now, ran to the back, and was about to rush to save people, but was preempted by the security guards. “

Everyone's saliva was about to drown Wang Tu and Fan Shiming.

Qiu Ruxue looked at the king disciple coldly.

In the past, he could certainly be suppressed by strength, but the power of public opinion could not be leveled by fists and feet.

Otherwise, there would not be so many people who could not withstand the pressure of public opinion and committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Xie Tingting and Ou Qiqi both hid behind and sneered.

Don't you kill the king this time?

Just when everyone was scolding happily, a figure draped in a towel walked over, and she could clearly see the bewitching peacock costume she was wearing.

"Goddess Ann, are you alright?"

"Miss An, there's nothing hurt, is there?"

The voice of scolding the king's disciple disappeared in an instant, and turned into a cold greeting to An Qianqian.

An Qianqian was really scared just now, and her little face was still a little pale, but she was generally fine.

"Goddess An, you don't go to rest, what are you doing here?"

The strong man who said that he had learned to save people before immediately walked up to An Qianqian's side and volunteered to be her temporary bodyguard.

"I want to find Wang Tu, is he there?" An Qianqian smiled gently.

As soon as they heard the name of Wang Tu, everyone understood what An Qianqian meant.

This is to come and take revenge!

"Goddess An, you wait, I'll bring that kid over to you now!"

"Even if he is good at kung fu, dozens of us here can still beat him to the ground!"

"For the sake of Goddess An, beat him flat!"

The crowd got out of the way, and Wang Tu instantly appeared in everyone's sight.

"Goddess An, you say, how do you want to beat him?" the strong boy puffed out his muscles, and dozens of people behind him who were not inferior to him were waiting for him.

As long as An Qianqian said a word, they would press the king's disciples to the ground and beat them severely, even if Qiu Ruxue came, they couldn't stop it.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, An Qianqian threw down the towel, pulled up the peacock suit, and opened the screen like a courtship, revealing the most beautiful and bewitching side of the peacock suit.

An Qianqian bowed slightly and said respectfully.

"Thank you, master, for saving her life, the little woman is grateful. “