Chapter 862: Bastard

Some enthusiastic fans probably wanted to show off their extraordinary skills to Han Jin, or to find Han Jin among the more than 40 passengers, so several cars kept circling around the bus, accelerating to overtake, making sharp turns, and driving in a direction, like a clownfish circling around the great white shark, which could be swallowed by the shark's bloody mouth at any time.

Because the luxury tourist bus rented by Han Jin is enough to accommodate fifty passengers, the volume is quite large. Most of the cars driven by fans are family cars, and the roofs are not as high as the wheels of buses. This creates a blind spot that can lead to accidents, even if the driver is careful.

And in the event of an accident, with the size and speed of a bus, knocking over a family car is as simple as eating and drinking. When the time comes, they will either die or be injured, or at least a few will be disabled.

"Why don't these fans understand any traffic laws? Isn't this a game of life? Han Jin frowned and said.

If they die like this, sooner or later something will go wrong. And once something goes wrong, even if they are to blame, their families, the media, and public opinion will all target him, and the "mourning effect" he painstakingly designed will be ruined by these dead fans.

"!!" Han Jin couldn't help but scold, he was really fed up with these crazy fans, "Find a place to park and call for police support." He shouted.

The driver hurriedly complied, pulled the bus over the side of the road, and then asked the police for help through the on-board radio.

When the crazy fans saw the bus stop, they all stopped, and some people leaned out of the window, lay on the bus, and peeked inside through the window. He even slapped the window with his hand and shouted Han Jin's name loudly.

"Who are these people?" Han Jin was completely speechless.

Originally, he thought that Japanese fans were crazy enough. He would be followed by a car and waited all day and night at his accommodation. But I didn't expect the fans in Singapore to be even crazier, and what they did was a bit like psychosis.

"It's strange, aren't Singaporeans supposed to be very well-behaved, and this country is also known as a garden city, and you have to be caught and fined for spitting. Why is it so noisy now that no one cares? He couldn't help but think.

But when he thought about it, he was relieved. The so-called warehouse can know etiquette. It is only in the last few years that Singapore has become one of the Asian Tigers. Now that the poor are getting rich, of course, it is a little more high-profile. After another one or two decades of precipitation, it is estimated that it will become more steady.

"Ah Jin, these people are really making too much trouble." Li Jin said to Han Jin with a frown.

Han Jin nodded, "No, notify the police, when will they arrive?" ”

"I've been informed, but we'll have to wait a little longer." Li Jin reported.

"Push again." Han Jin urged, he didn't want to spend a second with these crazy fans.

If it's a sane fan, everyone meets by chance. Autographs, group photos, and even a small gift are fine, but now these fans are like crazy, one by one, acting like dogs, completely ignoring the feelings of others, which is really a disgusting thing.

In the midst of annoyance, I heard a bang, followed by someone screaming.

Han Jin looked back in surprise. I saw that the glass of the bus was smashed with a baseball bat, and then someone poked his head through the window. After seeing Han Jin who turned around, he immediately retracted his head and shouted loudly in English, "He's really in the car, I saw him!" Then I heard cheers outside the bus, and then I saw more and more people coming to the bus.

Han Jin was speechless at that time, if he hadn't known that he was in Singapore now. He thought he was part of an African cannibal tribe. How come the Singaporeans I met didn't understand the law at all, but were more like cannibals?!

"Go tell them and tell them to disperse. Warn them that we have called the police and that the police may come at any time. Han Jin instructed Li Jindao.

Li Jin nodded. Walk up to the car window and talk to the fans.

After a few moments, he walked back, "Jin Shao, they said that if you could sing a song for them, they would be willing to evacuate and not follow again." ”

When Han Jin heard him say this, he couldn't help but glare at him, "You idiot, you let me agree to such conditions?" What are you doing with me, monkey show? ”

Li Jin was scolded by him, and his face was also scornful.

To be honest, although he has been an agent for several years, it is indeed the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Before he took Mei Yanfang out to perform, he also encountered fans who were entangled, but most of them fought alone, and two security guards could solve the problem. But as it is now, like a war, with a large group of people surrounding him, and there is not enough security force, of course, he will not be able to support it alone.

"Tell them that if they want to enjoy my performance, they should buy tickets to the concert." Han Jin said, "Warn them, I'm already angry. If they don't evacuate, when the police arrive, I won't speak for them, let alone reconcile with them. ”

"Yes, I see." Li Jin nodded, and immediately went to tell those fans again.

Then I heard a clamor of the men, who seemed to be very excited, and roared like an offended lion. Some people began to throw stones at the bus, and some people began to kick the bus, making a thumping sound, as if they were very dissatisfied with Han Jin's words.

When Han Jin saw their performance, he knew that they were not really fans, but just a group of pathetic "illegitimate meals". ”

The so-called illegitimate meal refers to a part of the fans who behave extremely and do things crazy, they don't care too much about the artist's career, but on the contrary, they are quite curious about the artist's private life.

They like to stalk artists, secretly film artists' privacy, and may even sneak into artists' homes, steal personal belongings, or install pinhole cameras, etc.

Their purpose in doing this, in addition to satisfying their perverted voyeuristic desires, is mainly to show their abilities in order to gain attention from other illegitimate meals and fans.

Han Jin guessed that the psychology of these people was, "I can take a photo with Han Jin, I know his privacy, I own his property, do you envy me, worship me or not?" ”

These crazy fans are actually so crazy because of a little bit of vanity, and it's not because they are overwhelmed by Han Jin's charm.

Otherwise, when Han Jinto's agent communicated with them just now, if it was a real fan, he would have driven away a long time ago, and would not have stayed to continue tossing.

Just as they were in a hurry, they heard a rapid alarm bell ringing in the distance. (To be continued......)