Chapter 207: Injured Again

Seeing that the police who had just arrived actually beat someone, of course they didn't know that the teenager was to blame, at this time they were also red-eyed, and one of the leaders shouted: "The police beat people, we can't let them succeed like this!" ”

After saying that, he led people and rushed towards the riot police. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking at the fans rushing towards him and the others, the chief, who was already angry, shouted coldly: "Do you Diao people want to rebel?" ”

As he spoke, he turned to look at his subordinates and ordered, "Don't be heavy-handed, teach them a good lesson." ”

After finishing speaking, he stood aside with his shoulders crossed, coldly watching everything that happened.

At this time, those radical fans have already mingled with those explosion-proof police, and one by one the reporters are as excited as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, and they don't care whether the scene is dangerous or not, and they can't wait to rush up and take a good shot at close range.

It's super big news, a battle between radical fans and blast cops, which has never happened before in Seoul.

Zhao Xing looked at the chaotic scene, then looked at the reporters who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and finally glanced at the chief with a calm face.

At this time, Zhao Xing sighed in his heart, this is the Korean entertainment industry? Fans openly dare to stand up to the police? If it was in China, these fans would have **** down a long time ago.

The chaotic scene lasted for more than ten minutes, and the radical fans were finally controlled, although they were still insulting, but obviously, they did not dare to do anything more under the means of these riot police.

And the reporters, one by one, showed a satisfied smile, and when they were about to leave, they happened to see Zhao Xing on the side, and the eyes of these reporters suddenly lit up, isn't this person Zhao Xing from China?

At that moment, these reporters rushed towards Zhao Xing with lightning speed, and surrounded Zhao Xing before Zhao Xing could react.

"Hello Zhao Xingxi, what is your relationship with Girls' Generation?"

"Zhao Xingxi, do you have anything to say about the rumor on the Internet that a certain member of Girls' Generation is your lover?"

"May I ask Zhao Xingxi, what do you think about this matter now?"

"May I ask Zhao Xingxi......"

Listening to the reporters' questions, Zhao Xing looked confused. forced, because he really didn't understand, in all these questions, Zhao Xing only understood his name "Zhao Xing".

Looking at Zhao Xing with a blank face, the reporters also reacted, it seems that this person from Huaxia obviously can't understand Korean, and he pouted his lips one by one, and after dozens of seconds, he disappeared completely.

Looking at the rapidly disappearing reporters, Zhao Xing couldn't help but sigh that if these reporters went to the Olympics, South Korea might be able to win a few more medals.

After cleaning up his mood and throwing these unreliable years out of his mind, Zhao Xing walked straight towards the apartment of "Girls' Generation".

As Zhao Xing appeared in the sight of those fans, they immediately recognized Zhao Xing, and the scene that had just been controlled instantly had a tendency to explode again.

Fans scolded Zhao Xing one by one.

"Go back to China, you are not welcome in South Korea."

"You wild man, you want to go up to those. Son's bar. ”

"Those. What's so good about the son, it's worth running from Huaxia, hurry up and go back. ”

“……”

Regarding the abuse of these fans, although Zhao Xing couldn't understand Korean, he also understood that there must be no good words in their mouths, and after coldly glancing at these brainless fans, Zhao Xing directly ignored them.

Looking at Zhao Xing's attitude, those brainless fans suddenly felt that they were being despised and became irritable again one by one, trying to rush through the obstruction of these explosion-proof police and teach Zhao Xing a good lesson.

Fortunately, these South Korean riot police are still powerful and did not let them succeed, otherwise Zhao Xing would have to go directly to the hospital to lie down.

However, although these explosion-proof policemen blocked these fans, there was still a little girl who relied on her short and thin to get out of the gap of the explosion-proof police, and ran to Zhao Xing's body.

Syllable......

A mobile phone fell from Zhao Xing's forehead and fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Looking at Zhao Xing's forehead again, a slender opening has been cut, and bright red blood is constantly flowing out of the wound.

It was only at this time that the little girl reacted to what she had just done, looking at Zhao Xing, who was bloody, walking towards her step by step, the little girl couldn't help but scream, she didn't even care about picking up her mobile phone, and quickly retreated towards the back step by step.

Suddenly, her feet went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Seeing Zhao Xing, whose face was covered with blood, approaching step by step, the little girl was suddenly frightened and cried.

At this time, Zhao Xing had already come to the little girl's body, and he was condescending, looking at her coldly, blood sliding down his cheeks, dripping on the girl's dress.

Where did the little girl who was just fifteen or sixteen years old experience this, the huge psychological pressure suddenly made her collapse, only to see this little girl suddenly get up, knelt on the ground all of a sudden, and kept begging Zhao Xing not to come, she didn't mean to, begging Zhao Xing to let herself go.

Although Zhao Xing doesn't understand Korean, he can also understand it from the movements and tone of this little girl.

However, Zhao Xing is an adult man in the end, and he will not really do anything to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, otherwise if there is, it will seem that he is too tasteless.

And it seems that the current self has scared this little girl a lot, maybe there will be a psychological shadow in the future, so I will no longer pursue it.

just raised his head and coldly glanced at the brainless fans around him who were being taken aside by the explosion-proof police.

As Zhao Xing, who had a bloody face, looked at them, the scene was suddenly silent, and these brainless fans quickly lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look at Zhao Xing.

Looking at the appearance of these brainless fans, Zhao Xing smiled contemptuously, and walked directly towards the apartment of "Girls' Generation" without looking back.

At this time, the brainless fans who had just blocked the door had been taken out by the riot police, so Zhao Xing did not encounter the slightest obstacle along the way, and came to the door of the "Girls' Generation" room very easily.

Knocking lightly on the door, Zhao Xing said, "I'm Zhao Xing, open the door." ”

After a while, the door was suddenly opened, and it was Lin Yun'er who opened the door.

At this time, Lin Yun'er looked at the blood on Zhao Xing's face, and suddenly screamed, and asked with a frightened face: "Zhao ...... Zhao Xing Oba, your ...... What's going on with your face? ”

Listening to Lin Yun'er's question, Zhao Xing just wanted to comfort him and said that it was okay, but because of the blood loss, Zhao Xing felt dizzy in his head, and before he could speak, he fell into Lin Yun'er's arms......

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