The sign was made temporarily, with a few words sprayed on it with spray paint.

"Qiao Yina!"

Just like Qiao Yina’s fan support group.

As for the tattoos on the body and the iron rings on the nostrils, it doesn't matter.

Xizhou originally had a variety of strange cultures.

You are in Xiazhou, and your appearance alone has attracted your attention first.

Xizhou is different, no one cares.

There are many young people who are rebellious, so it is not uncommon to dress a little out of the ordinary.

As long as you are not wearing punk or motorcycle clothing, people generally won’t pay much attention to you.

Wearing those shows you have a big group.

Must pay attention.

Seven or eight people carrying signs ran over happily, their heads dyed in various colors, like cockscombs.

The surrounding security personnel glanced at it and ignored it.

There are a lot of fans like this, all because they want to see their idols up close and have some contact with them, there is no harm in it.

It really looked like a few people were carrying Qiao Yina's sign. They came over and raised the sign, waving desperately at Qiao Yina.

But at this time, Qiao Yina and An Ran were surrounded in the middle, so these people could be seen.

Even if she saw it, Qiao Yinna would probably just nod and pass.

At this moment, everyone has actually set their sights on Juventus.

When I came, I already told him on the phone who he was.

It's the guy on the outside. These people all watched the live TV broadcast, and they could see Juventus outside at a glance.

This is easy to operate.

"Mr. An Ran, your relationship with Miss Qiao Yina is really intriguing. In fact, it doesn't matter even if you have something, after all, the man is talented and the woman is beautiful..."

"It's him!" said a young woman with red hair.

This group of people are all about 22 or 23 years old, at the age where they are not afraid of anything, and they have said not to risk their lives.

Just hit him in the face and mouth.

"This guy really dares to say that, and so does Miss Qiao Yina." A skinny young man with a metal ring on his nose said angrily, "That's my idol."

Several people discussed it quietly.

Juventus was jumping and shouting over there, and a few people here turned over with signs and rushed directly inside.

The person in charge of security saw this and was stunned for a moment before shouting: "Hey, young people, don't go there."

There are lines on both sides of the red carpet. Fans can only look outside the line and cannot cross the line.

But at this time, the film festival has ended, and security is not very concerned about it. In addition, there are only seven or eight people rushing past, so security is not too concerned about it.

I saw several young people rushing over and walking quickly towards this side.

Other celebrities left through other doors at this time, or took advantage of An Ran being surrounded and left decisively.

An Ran and Qiao Yinna were surrounded by a group of reporters. The group couldn't rush in even if they wanted to, so the security was not in a hurry.

And as an experienced security guard, he knows how fanatical these young people are, and they may listen if you try to persuade them nicely. If you have an arrogant attitude, you may not know what these gangsters will do.

Several people rushed behind Juventus in an instant and started taking action without saying a word.

Juventus has a loud voice and is asking questions at the top of his lungs.

Suddenly I felt a pain in the back of my head, as if I had been hit on the head by something hard.

He covered his head and turned around.

He was immediately punched in the face, "You filthy piece of shit, how dare you insult my idol."

What the hell?

This punch hurt my face so much.

Just when he was about to speak, he felt someone kicked him in the abdomen, and the pain went straight into his body.

I bent down involuntarily.

There was a crisp "snap" sound, and my mouth was punched, and my teeth were all loose.

The reporters dispersed with a bang, not knowing what was going on.

Juventus was surrounded by several young people and beaten, specifically on the face, and occasionally twice on the mouth.

No matter how he yelled, a few people just wouldn't stop.

"Oh my God, what happened?"

"It seems that they are fans of Qiao Yin Na. They can't stand it anymore and they are here to teach this guy a lesson! Look at the sign they are carrying, it has Qiao Yin Na's name on it."

"It's true, but are fans so crazy now?"

"Hey, do you believe it? I don't think so. This guy talks nonsense and doesn't know whether to live or die. How do I think these bad boys are sent by that guy?"

"Can't you?"

"Why not? Nine times out of ten, you can see that these people are clearly moving with purpose. Most people fight in a messy manner. They can hit wherever they can!"

"Where are these guys? They just hit him on the head and face, and hit him on the mouth deliberately. It's obvious that they hate him for talking nonsense and want to teach him a lesson!"

Take a closer look, right?

This is specifically for slaps in the face and mouth.

Juventus turned over and lay on the ground. He came up and kicked him in the face with the instep of his foot, causing him to scream.

It hurts to look at it.

"Hey, stop, stop, do you hear me?" The security guards realized that the problem was a bit big and rushed over.

A group of security guards pushed several young people away, and Juventus was already lying on the ground, semi-conscious.

Good guy.

That’s a tragedy.

Everyone looked at it and couldn't bear it, so they immediately took a few more photos of his appearance.

During the live broadcast, the direct camera almost hit Juventus’ face.

The female host in charge of the live connection said with excitement in her voice, "Gentlemen and ladies, a little accident happened just now. Mr. Juventus, who we have been asking sharp questions, was beaten by a group of fans!"
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"Well, these fans should be fans of Miss Qiao Yina, and they are very dissatisfied with his arrogant remarks..."

Everyone knew it tacitly when reporting.

No matter what the reason is for being beaten, the same reason is used to explain it. This blocks public opinion first, and it is the fans who beat me.

I just can’t bear to see you talking nonsense to Qiao Yina, so the fans beat you.

This incident immediately put the blame on Juventus.

At this time, the security guards all rushed up and controlled several young people.

The chaos at the scene was calmed down.

"You stinking piece of shit, you insult our idol, scum, garbage..."

Several young people rushed forward reluctantly.

Juventus was helped up by security, his face was covered with blood, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and two teeth came out of his mouth.

"I'm going to sue them!" Juventus yelled, pulling at the corner of his torn mouth.

"I'm going to sue them. You all have seen it. This is the evidence!" He shouted heartbreakingly.

"Mr. Juventus, please calm down!" said the security guard next to him: "The most important thing for you now is to go to the hospital."

"Sir, all his medical expenses will be borne by me!" Qiao Yinna said suddenly, and then walked up to a few young people, "Don't be afraid, I will ask the best lawyer to help you."

This...

All the reporters around were silent, and Qiao Yinna looked very unhappy.
Chapter completed!