"Girls! It's started! ”

With the shout of the red-haired bikini, this trunk that people want to explore very much is completely displayed in front of everyone in the square. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One young girl after another jumped out of the trunk spray-painted with unknown patterns.

Brunette, blonde, redhead, brown, white, dark, yellow.

In this huge space, in this confined environment, there are more than a dozen people buried.

All the bikinis, one with a little cool fabric, the elastic skin, and the unbridled bravado of young people, are the best embodiment on these faces that are not very old.

The huge cards and the small barrels surrounded by white iron sheets were held in their hands one by one and divided into two rows.

This group of girls, with the most unhesitating expressions and heroic momentum, as if blowing the horn of battle, was detonated after the red-haired bikini yelled as a signal.

"Fight! For the cutest animals! ”

This magnificent Italian voice echoed in the small square of literature and art.

When this earth-shattering roar fell, George. Giarmani quickly tugged at his sleeve.

"Not good! Qin Guan run! ”

Qin Guan, who didn't understand the situation at all, only knew one rule, he didn't listen to the old man's words and suffered in front of him, his right was Sister Xue, who was blinded by the current situation of the square like himself, and the words of Lord Armani on the left must be the golden words of life.

"Let's run! What is the situation of the old man now? ”

After saying this, Qin Guan's arm took Armani's arm, and then looked at the shoes on his assistant's feet.

Smart, or easy to walk in slip-on shoes, this manager really chose the right one.

A small group centered on Armani was formed in a short period of time.

"It's the protesters of animal protection organizations, and every year during the big fashion week, if there is a fur exhibition, or a big event of these animal associations, they always come to the fashion week to brush up on their presence."

"According to my analysis, Gucci's haute couture show should have been revealed from the inside."

"Their equipment this time is well-equipped, advertising slogans, props are not missing, they must have been carefully planned and prepared."

"So, we must get out of the whirlpool here while they're not looking."

"Otherwise, if you are blocked at the scene and caught by the reporters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, then the next day's news will be speechless."

"Those people who claim to be the most righteous in the world can spray you so much that even your parents are starting to doubt your life!"

What is this called, it is simply a disaster.

Sister Xue, who had never seen the stakes, complained with a little contempt while walking along the side of the square with everyone: "It's just a dozen little girls, and in front of the security personnel, it's like hitting a stone with an egg." ”

"Isn't this just a sign of wanting to be famous and wanting to go crazy?"

As soon as her dismissive words fell, she heard a scream in the middle of the square.

The bikini girls with the kegs used their weapons of justice towards the densest part of the crowd.

The blood of a bright red animal with a peculiar fishy shame was spilled out of a small tin bucket and fell into the crowd overwhelmingly.

A group of unlucky ladies were splashed because they couldn't dodge.

'Click''

Immediately behind it is a schadenfreude flash, a ghost-like photographer with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, unhurriedly recording the tragic situation of the people in the picture.

Seeing Sister Xue behaving like this, she couldn't help but shiver, but the temperature of early autumn made her feel the cold of winter.

"Hehehe, old man, let's go."

Knowing that they were afraid, the group finally couldn't look around, and followed the pace of Armani with the wind on the soles of their feet, and marched quickly across the road.

However, this group of neat and orderly groups is too eye-catching, not to mention the inexplicable aura of the fashion godfather, it is Qin Guan, a flowery character, who is also looking back at each other in the vast sea of people.

"Look! Who's that! ”

"Ahh The ultimate representative of the most cruel human beings, the demon who has robbed the Creator of all its graces! Took the culprit of our animals! Qin Guan! A demon representing humanity! ”

Isn't this a bunch of neurotics?

Even the reporters who were splashed with dog blood and gloating on the side couldn't stand it, so they started to attack them directly, just like a cult organization.

"Sisters, rush! Let them hear the roars of the animals! ”

As a member of the mammals, humans are innocent.

The security personnel who broke through the obstacles in the square were just about to subdue the group of bikini girls who were already covered in blood and still fighting, when they found that these children had spontaneously turned their guns and moved in another direction.

"Not good! Come on! ”

Qin Guan, who discovered that he had become a target, could have used the advantage of his long legs and developed motor cells to quickly get out of this chaotic scene.

But his own evacuation must make the old man face the clutches of this group of crazy girls.

If those cardboard slogans wrapped in tin sheet were to come up to Giorgio Armani's head so suddenly, they would become the sinners of the fashion industry for the ages.

Because of the arrival of the crisis, the body's reaction quickly synchronized with his mind, Qin Guan rushed forward, and directly squatted in front of him with his back against the old man.

"Hold on! Walk you! ”

Qin Guan pushed his back and directly put the old man who had not yet reacted on his back.

"Arise, you who are not far from slaves...", the national anthem was sung.

Whew, but in just three or two strokes, in front of the eyes of a group of people, they rode away towards the road.

"Look, great photos, quick shots!"

"Did you shoot it?"

Those media people who were also attracted to the attention saw the world's top models running behind the world's top designers.

"Got it!"

"I'll see how it works!"

"I'm grass! No matter how touching it is, you can participate in this year's Global People Photography Exhibition. ”

"You're developed buddy!"

Also shocked on the side were the teammates who retreated together, these two... Is the catastrophe coming, and they are flying separately? (To be continued.) )