Chapter 1145: Stalked!
The words Dragon King and Ye Wenxuan are currently hot words all over the world.
When the voices of the two girls came out, many people subconsciously heard the words Dragon King and Ye Wenxuan.
It didn't matter if they looked at it, when they saw Ye Wenxuan standing in the crowd, everyone was stunned.
"OMG, dear, guess who I saw, it turned out to be Ye Wenxuan, Dragon King Ye Wenxuan, my God, I'm not dreaming!"
"Ye Wenxuan, it turned out to be Ye Wenxuan, I like him so much, I really want an autograph!"
"So handsome, I didn't expect the Dragon King to be so young, and his appearance is so high!"
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The surrounding crowd surrounded Ye Wenxuan and the others in the blink of an eye, and suddenly a huge encirclement appeared here.
The noisy sound, coupled with the huge formation, immediately attracted many passing passengers.
When they heard that the people surrounded inside turned out to be Ye Wenxuan, the hottest dragon king at the moment, they couldn't walk anymore, stopped in place to watch the excitement, and raised their mobile phones to take pictures of Ye Wenxuan.
The crowd gathered more and more, which suddenly made it difficult for Ye Wenxuan and the others who were surrounded by them to move, and it was difficult to move at all.
Ye Wenxuan's eyes were a little annoyed, this time he was really careless. If he had been at home, he would never have made such a mistake, but on the side of the US imperialists, this was really the first time.
It seems that the Chinese artist who can cause such a big stir in the United States seems to be the only one who can do it. Even Xue You and Hua De'an will not be surrounded by so many people, and maybe they will be recognized by a few people, and they will not cause such a big formation.
Ye Wenxuan stood in the center, with his bodyguard standing beside him, firmly protecting himself and the others in the middle.
When the two female fans called out Ye Wenxuan's name, Xu Rou immediately commanded the bodyguards around her and activated the emergency plan.
Everyone did their part and stood in their place to prevent the formation from being swept away by the fanatical fans.
And Xiao Yiyi, who was standing beside Ye Wenxuan, had never seen such a thing. In the blink of an eye, a group of them were blocked, looking at the fanatical fans, Xiao Yiyi felt for the first time that being an assistant to a star didn't seem to be very safe, and if she didn't do it well, her life would be in danger!
Looking at the fans around him, Ye Wenxuan silently put on a cap and mask, but he beeped in his heart.
Who used to say that the quality of the American imperialists is extremely high, even if they see celebrities, they only smile slightly, and there will be no encirclement?
Come on, come on, come out of the person who says this, and I will practice with you!
If people don't block you, it's because you're not hot at all......
Ye Wenxuan complained frantically in his heart, but he was still a little lucky in his heart.
Because this is an airport, it is dangerous if it is blocked on the street. You know, this is the US imperialism, a country where it is legal to wear guns!
If you meet that extreme fan, if you get a little excited, it will be really life-threatening.
You don't see that the US imperialists often report some news, and some celebrities are shot by fanatical fans, this kind of thing is not apocryphal, but real!
Ye Wenxuan stood in the middle, and from time to time he would make a voice to appease the fans around him, trying to control the scene, although he knew it was futile. Moreover, he found that once the American imperialists became agitated, they were more difficult to control than the Asians, and their emotions were even higher.
In about ten minutes, I saw a team of heavily armed airport guards hurrying here.
Seeing their arrival, Ye Wenxuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
The intervention of the security personnel immediately brought the scene under control, because the equipment they were hanging on was very deterrent.
In the US imperialists, if they are warned by the guards and unscrupulously rush the people protected by the other side, the US imperialist police will really rob them, which is not at all different from in China.
Moreover, this is still in the airport, which is a very sensitive place, and more attention is paid to the normal progress of order.
After controlling the scene, a policeman walked out of the guards, tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall, definitely a strong man.
The policeman, who seemed to be the captain of this team, came to Ye Wenxuan's side and saluted politely.
"Hello, Mr. Ye Wenxuan. I'm the captain of the guard at Washington Airport, and I welcome you to the United States. ”
Ewen was very polite, Ye Wenxuan took off his mask and responded with a smile: "Thank you Captain Ewen for relieving the siege, if I knew that this would happen, I would have applied for the VIP channel." ”
Ewen nodded and expressed understanding: "Mr. Ye, let's escort you away first, there are a lot of people here, I'm afraid that something will come out later, what do you think?"
When Ye Wenxuan heard this, he bowed slightly to Xu Rou, and then everyone quickly left the airport under the escort of Ewen and others.
After leaving the airport, Ewen and the others went back.
The professional bodyguard who came to pick up Ye Wenxuan and others was Blackwater, since he was shot in Vienna, every time Ye Wenxuan went to Western countries, Ran Yirou would ask for bodyguards for Ye Wenxuan to escort Ye Wenxuan.
In the United States, the Huaxia bodyguards around Ye Wenxuan are not allowed to bring guns, so at the critical moment, they can't do anything, so the bodyguards of Blackwater Company are very necessary.
This time she went to the United States, Ran Yirou hired twelve bodyguards from Blackwater. They came to pick up Ye Wenxuan and the others, drove five commercial vehicles, and a bulletproof jeep.
Ye Wenxuan and Xu Rou got into the bulletproof jeep, while the rest of the people sat in the other five business cars.
The crowd drove towards their accommodation, which was called the St. Regis Hotel, Washington, D.C., a five-star hotel in downtown Washington.
When Ye Wenxuan and the others walked out of the airport, the sky was already dark, and by the time they drove to the city, the sky was completely dark.
As Washington gets darker, the lights begin to light up, and the whole city becomes beautiful.
Unlike the bustling cities of New York and Los Angeles, Washington has a unique sense of history, and every place has an urge to explore.
Ye Wenxuan and Xu Rou looked at the scenery outside the window, the two of them talked softly, they were in a good mood, and even Ye Wenxuan was ready to have a drink at night.
At this moment, the driver, who had been driving silently, suddenly said: "Mr. Ye, two cars have been following us for a long time, should we stop and take a look?"
Ye Wenxuan was taken aback when he heard this, straightened up and looked behind, and sure enough, he saw two jeeps following behind the convoy.
"Do you feel the need to park?"
As for whether to park, Ye Wenxuan felt that it was better to ask them, after all, they were all professional security personnel.