Sixty-Four: Fan Wars

That's exactly what they do.

You can do everything you can for it. You won't find anyone else who can match their time, enthusiasm and dedication.

Regardless of returns.

However, too pure love is no different from the ultimate evil.

Liu Xingzhu couldn't go any further. Song Ting's fans have completely blocked the only road, and there are about one or two hundred people, surrounding a red abandoned container truck, chanting the name of their so-called owner.

Song Ting stood on the container, with her back to the firelight of the leaning tower in the distance, unable to see her face clearly, but the graceful body curve was like a silhouette, and the visual impact exploded.

Thirty years old. Those who are greedy for the new and forget the old laugh at her aging and laugh at her being outdated. Only this group of loyal fans felt sorry for her and protected her.

For her to continue to fight for the opportunity to make a comeback.

It is precisely because of them that Song Ting can maintain a little value in the entertainment industry.

Love is both armor and bondage.

"Tingting! That enchantress has robbed you of your role, and no matter what, we're going to ruin this show! Take back what belongs to you! ”

What else can they do? Liu Xingzhu thought about it and saw Song Ting clasping her hands together, without stopping or reprimanding. Just keep repeating the phrase: "I'm fine!" I am fine! Stay safe, everyone! Stay safe! ”

Is this tacit approval? Boy.

The fans of the uniform costume were like a green wave, pushing the rotten container truck in the direction of the water tower.

Liu Xingzhu also took this opportunity to follow. A fan who walked at the end glanced at Liu Xingzhu and asked, "Where are your clothes?" ”

Liu Xingzhu stretched out his hand to cover his face and said, "Just rushed over." ”

The fan said again: "Tingting has been wronged, you shouldn't be late." ”

Liu Xingzhu nodded. On the other side, there is also a tall fan who walks more slowly, wearing a mask, but he can still tell at a glance that he is a woman.

But this unintentional glance surprised Liu Xingzhu.

The costumes of Song Ting's fan group are all green semi-see-through suits, which means "Tingting Yuli".

What was Liu Xingzhu surprised about? Of course not because of the costume.

It's something inside the clothes!

He saw that inside the fan's clothes, there was a gun!

Worst! Is this an extremely crazy fan?

What did she do with a pistol?

Liu Xingzhu immediately realized that Cui Shuishui's life might be in danger!

He was silent, deliberately walking a little forward, while not too far away from the man.

There is still a mile or so, and Song Ting's fans can't move forward.

Because the larger fan group has completely taken over the emptiest part of the 6th arrondissement.

Cui Shuishui's support club, wearing snow-white uniforms, has a thousand people.

They were silent, surrounded by a huge platform made of steel, almost half the height of a water tower. There are dozens of heavy motorcycles on the stage, and on each of them there are two naked actors and actresses sitting cross-legged in a face-to-face position.

The director team is busy scheduling and lighting. Cha Ren was holding the director's horn on the side and shouting.

Mak Kai Ho was nowhere to be seen.

Cui Shuishui curled up and lay on the roof of a red sports car on the stage.

Motionless.

Liu Xingzhu was shocked! Did she get hurt in some way and fainted?

At this time, Song Ting's fans suddenly shouted and pushed forward again!

"Get that slut down! Protect us Tingting up! ”

Cui Shuishui's supporters brushed back together, and in an instant, the green and white colors were mixed together, and after a while, the green was swallowed up.