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Chapter 384 Master Fan is angry at Korea Oppa!

Chapter 384 Master Fan is angry at Korea Oppa!

The fans roar!

The fans are yelling!

The fans are outraged!

The brain-dead girls who shouted and screamed "Ouba" didn't say a word. Even if they had no brains, they knew that Li Zaixu had committed public anger at the moment. Quality, Chinese unfriendly guy, is he really a star worth following?

Liu Chang's classmates surrounded him, some pulled Liu Chang up, and others protected Liu Chang.Some fiery fans clenched their fists and walked to the front.Even the police who had been maintaining order at the scene pretended to turn a blind eye.

Goryeo sticks, just need to clean up!

Go to the big picture, go to the international friendship, at this time, if you hold back, it will really discredit the face of our Greater China and embarrass the 13 billion Chinese people!

The conflict is on the verge of breaking out, and it is extremely tense.

Li Zaixu finally realized that something was wrong, and was finally afraid, but he still stood firm. Looking at the countless crowds surrounding him, he and his manager once again took out the shield of the Korean passport.

"What do you want to do? I'm a big star!"

"I am a Korean! I am a Korean protected by Chinese law!"

"The South Korean embassy will protest to China! If you do this, it will cause international disputes!"

"Spicy chicken! You are a bunch of barbarians who have no quality and no manners!"

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Fan Bizhuang had already gone down to the hotel lobby, and he naturally saw everything that happened outside.

Originally, he thought that the conflict downstairs was caused by the fans and the staff of the hotel, but he saw it with his own eyes, but it was a Koryo stick showing off his might on Chinese soil.

He saw his fans being slapped hard, he saw the fans dare not speak out, he saw his jersey being trampled on, and he saw the other party's unscrupulous behavior over and over again. scold...

"What did he say?"

Fan Bizhuang turned his head to look at Molina with a calm expression.

He can't understand Korean, but it doesn't matter, Molina is proficient in six languages, including South Korea, so it doesn't bother him.

Molina was silent.He naturally heard the other party's yelling and insulting, but... He knows Fan Bizhuang's temper better than anyone else. The calmer he is, the more the anger in his heart has reached an uncontrollable level. If you tell him again, The stick's words not only insulted the fans, insulted all Chinese people, but also insulted Fan Bizhuang. With Fan Bizhuang's fiery temper, the consequences... It's chilling to think about.

"What did he say?"

Fan Bizhuang spoke again, staring straight at Molina.

Molina didn't dare to remain silent anymore: "He said that the Chinese are...all barbarians...Fan, Fan, you have to calm down, don't...ah!"

Before the words were finished, Fan Bizhuang had already shot his body, just like him on the court, with lightning speed.

Seeing the figure that disappeared into the crowd, Molina patted his forehead helplessly, thought for a while, and took out his mobile phone: "President Wang, I think we have encountered a little trouble... no, no, no What's wrong with Fan, it's Fan who went to find someone else's trouble, I think I should tell you, it's better to find some lawyers, yes, this is very important, I think it will be useful..."

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The fans were still pressing on, and Lee Jae-wook was still roaring in panic and forcefully. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed into the encirclement.

And then, everyone saw that the figure jumped up high, and with a standard volley side hook football shot, his right leg slammed Li Zaixu's handsome face fiercely.

Li Zaixu let out a cry of pain, then fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned by this turn of events. The fans were already furious and ready to beat the stick violently, but haven't they done it yet?Why did someone appear out of nowhere and take the first step?

Everyone was dumbfounded, but the figure that suddenly appeared in the field was not polite, stood up from the ground, and simply threw his whole body on Li Zaixu's body, raised his fists, and bowed left and right.

"MD, savage, huh?"

"Spicy chicken, right?"

"The Chinese are all uncivilized barbarians, right? They have no quality, right?"

"The fans who bully me, right?"

"Stamped on my jersey, huh?"

"You're cool, aren't you?"

"I can't bear to bully my fans, what the hell are you, dare to show off your might on our Chinese land?!"

"MD, I'm very upset right now, so... you f*ck, let me be upset too!"

Sitting on Li Zaixu's body, the figure was accompanied by one question after another, and punched one after another, which was hearty.

Li Zaixu was completely stunned. He was knocked down by the "sneak attack". Before he could stand up, he was pressed down heavily by a black shadow, unable to exert all his strength.Then, the handsome cheeks he was so proud of suffered and were punched open with punches.

A middle-aged man next to him screamed, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"how dare you……"

"Let go of Mr. Lee Jae-wook! He is Korean! He is protected by the Korean nation!"

"You damn yellow-skinned monkey, do you know what you're doing? You're causing trouble for your country!"

Li Jae-wook's pretty face has been beaten like a pig's head, and it's already deformed, and the nosebleeds are constantly flowing, covering his entire cheeks, which looks really scary.At the beginning Li Zaixu was still screaming and roaring in pain, but now, only the sound of humming and chirping is left, and he feels a little angry.

Originally, Fan Bizhuang didn't intend to let him go, but he suddenly heard someone yelling nearby, raised his head, and laughed immediately.

"Almost forgot, and you dogleg!"

Fan Bizhuang had a warm smile on his face, as warm as the morning sun, but matched with Li Jae-wook, who was covered in blood all over his body, this scene was horrifying no matter how you looked at it.

"You...what do you want to do? You...you..."

The middle-aged man yelled in horror, and wanted to run away, but was grabbed by Fan Bizhuang who jumped up from the ground, kicked him to the ground, and then rode on him, giving him a fistful of rain.

All this is very long to say, but it just happened between lightning and flint. As an experienced fighter, Fan Bizhuang is well versed in this way. In less than 2 minutes, he knocked down two big men to the ground. , almost only groaning, no strength to open eyes anymore.

The besieging crowd finally came to their senses, and with this reaction, the crowd immediately screamed and exclaimed louder than ever before.

"I... I read it right, right? This person... this hands-on guy, so... seems to be Fan Ye?!"

"If Master Fan doesn't have a twin brother, then... then... there must be nothing wrong!"

"Fan Ye! It's really Fan Ye!! Fan Ye is here! Fan Ye is really here!!"

"It really blinds my 24K titanium alloy dog ​​eyes! Fan Ye, who hasn't come out after a long time, is making a high-profile debut at this moment... As expected, he is the invincible Fan Ye who fights and troubles. Beat up!"

"Fan Ye came out for the fans! Fan Ye V587!"

"I suddenly wanted to cry. I was so touched, so unexpected, and too...violent! But, well done, this kind of Fan Ye is the one we like! Just like on the court, if you don't accept it, you will Do it! Hahaha!"

"Sure enough, Fan Bizhuang! I like this violent temper!"

"Master Fan will have nothing to do, right? Beating people like this in public, the other party is a foreigner, Master Fan... he won't get himself into any trouble, right?"

"..."

Cheers, screams, surprises, distractions, tears, and worries... all kinds of voices came and went, and many fans had long forgotten the two dead pigs on the ground to the horizon. Bi Zhuang touched and called again.

What are the fans waiting here for, isn't it just waiting for this moment?

At this moment, Fan Ye finally appeared. Although the way of appearance was a bit...well, a little surprising, but the idol came, and this was the moment of cheering and excitement.

"Fan Ye!"

"Master Fan!!"

"Master Fan, you're finally here! If you don't show up again, we'll be bullied to death by Goryeo!"

"But now...haha, happy! Happy!!"

The wave of cheers was higher and higher, the boy stood up, clapped his hands, and smiled at the crowd: "It's been a long time since I did anything, ha, it seems that I'm not unfamiliar at all, this fighting skill is still at the full level! "

The crowd burst into bursts of laughter.

Fan Ye on TV is so close and so far away. Although they know that they are their compatriots, there will inevitably be some sense of distance.

But at this moment, Fan Ye, a Fan Ye who is willing to stand up for the fans and show his original temperament in front of others, is so flesh and blood that everyone can feel his authenticity.

Fan Bizhuang like this makes the fans feel even more cordial!

The crowd was still cheering and making noise, but Fan Bizhuang walked in front of Liu Chang, who was still holding the yellow jersey tightly in his hand, like the most precious treasure, unwilling to let go.

"Fan... Master Fan!"

Liu Chang couldn't tell what kind of complex expression he had on his face. The idol was right in front of him. He wanted to scream with excitement, but he didn't dare to scream. A dream, a dream that can be broken if you scream!

"It is my honor to have fans like you!"

Fan Bizhuang said softly, opened his arms, and gave him a hug.

"Fan... Master Fan hugged me! Master Fan hugged me! My idol hugged me! God, am I dreaming?"

Liu Chang yelled crazily in his heart.

The fans around looked at him closely with envious eyes, wishing to pull him out of Fan Bizhuang's embrace and replace him with himself!

If Master Fan can give me a hug, damn, I can go a year without changing clothes or taking a shower!

When Liu Chang was immersed in surprise and could not extricate himself from it, Fan Bizhuang's voice rang softly in his ear again: "Can you tell me your address, please? After returning to Spain, I can send you some gifts. It has my signature."

Liu Chang, who was hit by a huge surprise again, opened his eyes wide with disbelief on his face, but nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Fan Bizhuang patted him on the shoulder, then turned his head and looked at all the fans present.

(End of this chapter)