Ye Fan went straight to Songshan District, the southernmost part of Binhai.
Dong Yuejun's home is in the westernmost part of Binhai, only half an hour away from Huijin Shopping Mall in Songshan District.
Ye Fan didn't like to wait for others, so he took the time to pass.
This is the rush hour for commuting. If we are in the old area of the city center, it will probably take an hour or two to drive ten kilometers.
Compared to going to the city, this is simply a main road in the North China Plain.
Ye Fan arrived at Huijin Mall ten minutes early and saw thousands of people running back and forth at the entrance of the mall, including men, women, old and young. The scene was extremely lively.
"Hey, isn't it just a fan meeting? Why is it so grand?" Ye Fan chuckled.
"It seems that Zi Ying'er has a huge fan base in Binhai! Tsk tsk, if we, Nuofan, seek her endorsement, we will definitely be able to hit the entire market...
Huh? Why does something seem wrong?"
Ye Fan looked closely and saw that the people running out of the mall did not seem to be star chasers.
Logically speaking, star chasers should also run inside? Why are everyone so panicked when they come out?
Ye Fan felt something was wrong and quickly took out Li Ruoxin's old mobile phone and dialed Zi Ying'er's number.
Zi Ying'er quickly picked up the call.
"Hello...Ye, Mr. Ye..."
The voice on the other end of her phone was very noisy, with a heavy "bang bang bang" sound.
"Miss Ying'er, what's going on over there?" Ye Fan frowned.
"Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye, our... our meeting may have to be postponed for a while. Well, I... I'll call you when I'm free!"
Suddenly, Zi Ying'er screamed in fear, and there was a blind tone on the other end of the phone.
"Holy crap, this woman won't be kidnapped, right?"
Ye Fan quickly parked his car in the parking lot outside the square, then quickly ran towards the mall.
Several young people passed by Ye Fan in a panic. Ye Fan grabbed a boy and asked in a deep voice: "Young man, what's going on inside?"
"What else could happen! Terrorists disrupted Zi Ying'er's new song conference, and the scene became a mess. We can't control it!"
The young man shouted: "Hurry up and run for your life, I don't know how many people have been trampled to death..."
"Huh? So serious?" Ye Fan was shocked and ran inside.
At the other end of the mall, I saw a large group of fans surrounding a facade, shouting crazily.
The surrounding security guards were unable to stop the frantic fans, like a boat in the waves, teetering on the edge.
On the ground, many people were trampled by those fans.
Some are young and strong and can get up on their own to escape.
The old, young, women and children fell helplessly on the ground, being squeezed around and unable to get up. They could only hold their heads and cry in fear.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, and a layer of energy surged around his body. He quickly rushed into the crowd and took out the mother and daughter in the center first.
He pushed away a large area of the fans around him, but fortunately there were enough people so there was no overturning.
In this case, Ye Fan couldn't care less.
There were too many fans participating in the riot, estimated to be between one and two thousand.
They had lost their minds, and even if they fell, they would be to blame themselves. Ye Fan decided to save the people first.
Ye Fan shuttled back and forth among the crowd, relying on his huge strength to squeeze out a gap in the crowd, and rescued the wounded at the feet of the fanatical fans.
In less than half an hour, dozens of injured people were rescued.
Some of them were more serious, with blood pouring from the corners of their mouths, and they had obviously been stepped on and suffered internal injuries.
Ye Fan grabbed a security captain who was waving a stick outside and yelling "Quiet", and shouted in a low voice: "What the hell are you doing? You just punch a fan like this, what else is there to say!"
"You can't hurt people..." the security captain said bitterly: "We are just part-time workers and cannot afford compensation."
"Can you afford to compensate those people?"
Ye Fan reached out and pointed, and the security captain looked around and saw twenty or thirty injured people sitting or lying in the corridor on the other side.
"Oh, they came out?" the security captain was overjoyed.
"Stop talking nonsense and arrange for someone to take them out quickly. The ambulance is already on its way and will arrive in a few minutes!"
"Okay, okay."
The security captain immediately called a few of his men who were wandering around the perimeter, and mobilized some of the people watching the excitement. Everyone worked together to carry the injured out of the mall.
In the riot area, fans, on-site staff, security guards and others rushed together and had a stalemate at the door of Zi Ying'er's temporary studio.
Some fans got so carried away that they actually mobilized everyone to break down the studio door and kill the working dogs blocking the way!
The security guards and staff guarding the entrance of the studio couldn't care less and immediately fought back.
There was a big fight between the two sides, and the scene was chaotic.
Ye Fan has already asked about the reason. It is probably because Zi Ying'er's new song is a life and death love song, and her singing is too touching.
At the end, I don't know who suddenly shouted, "No, don't die..."
Subsequently, the entire meeting scene broke into riots.
Those fans who were caught up in the plot could no longer extricate themselves. Their restless hearts were aroused without realizing it. Countless people rushed towards the stage from all directions at the risk of their lives, and the defense line composed of dozens of security guards was suddenly overwhelmed.
Many people were knocked down inexplicably, especially the common people who were joining in the fun. They couldn't stop the fans from going wild and crazy.
Some fans are a little restrained, but if they go for it, they start to follow the crowd.
The chaotic scene intensified and soon reached an uncontrollable level.
Those fanatical fans crowded in front of the studio where Zi Ying'er was hiding, trying to rush in to "rescue" her.
The security guards and staff were helpless and were forced to the front line. If there hadn't been a door behind them to block them,
I'm afraid I'll be trampled to pieces.
Fans who had been brainwashed by the music wanted to save Zi Ying'er, but the long stage of the new song conference was trampled to pieces. Zi Ying'er and several managers from Sister Feng hid in the room and shivered, not daring to go out.
"How to do how to do?"
Sister Feng's face turned pale, "Besides a vent, there is no other place to go out. If those people rush in, where can we escape?"
Zi Ying'er took a deep breath and suppressed her panic, "Sister Feng, when will the police arrive?"
"It should be soon." Sister Feng swallowed and looked at the loud banging of the rolling shutter security door, feeling anxious for a while.
"The door is almost broken, what can I do?"
Indeed, several main nails of the rolling shutter security door have been broken, and the whole door is like running water, twisting back and forth and teetering!
Not to mention waiting for the police to arrive and clear the scene, the rolling shutter security door may not be able to hold on for three minutes!
At this moment, the vent at the back suddenly made a "chirp" sound, and the cover of the iron mesh fell from the wall.
A figure jumped down, frightening Sister Feng and several of her agents to scream in horror.
"Stop shouting, it's me!" The visitor dusted himself off and walked towards Zi Ying'er angrily.
Sister Feng took a closer look and was immediately ecstatic: "Ah...Ye, Mr. Ye! Are you here to save us?"
"Help me..." Ye Fan sighed bitterly, "There are people outside. If it weren't for this vent, I wouldn't be able to get in at all!"
"Ah?" Sister Feng sighed, "What should I do... Hey, the vent?"
Suddenly, Sister Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mr. Ye, if you, a grown man, can get through the vents, wouldn't it be easier for us women to get out?"
"Don't think about it, you can't do it." Ye Fan laughed.
The vent was only about thirty centimeters wide, and he had to rely on his bone-shrinking skills to get in. Ordinary people probably couldn't even get in with their shoulders.
"Would you know if you try it?" Sister Feng didn't believe in evil.
She works very hard, has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, is thin, and is very confident in drilling a vent.
Ye Fan shook his head, "I guess you can get in, but the outside is connected to the outer wall of the mall and is eight meters high. How can you get down?"
Sister Feng opened her mouth, "Ah?"
"Bang bang bang..."
The rolling shutter security door was smashed more and more violently.
People in the temporary studio became increasingly nervous.
Zi Yinger quickly came to Ye Fan and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, is there anything you can do?"
"Yes, there is. It just depends on whether you dare to."
"What?"
"Rush out." Ye Fan took out a few small glass bottles from his pocket, "These things should be able to cause some chaos, but I can't guarantee how far they can spread."
"What are these?" Zi Ying'er was very curious.
"It's a simplified version of tear gas and smoke bombs!" Ye Fan shrugged.
I just passed a drugstore and Ye Fan bought some potions, which were made temporarily. There was no guarantee that the effect would be good.
Sister Feng stared and said in surprise: "Mr. Ye, where did you get it?"
"I bought it." Ye Fan glanced at the rolling shutter door that was about to run out of oil and lamps, and asked in a deep voice: "I will give you the last half minute to consider, should you go out in the chaos, or stay here and wait to die?"
Sister Feng seems to be still thinking about opening the vent, hesitant.
Zi Ying'er asked in a low voice: "Ye Fan, how is the situation outside now?"
"What else can you do? Thousands of people are screaming to save you. I'm just wondering, what did you say to these people? It made the crowd excited, just like the scene in the TV series "The Qin King in Beijing"."
Ye Fan laughed.
"You can still laugh?" Zi Ying'er rolled her eyes at Ye Fan angrily, pouted and hummed: "It's not because of you!"
"Me?" Ye Fan stared, "Big star, you didn't take the wrong medicine, right? I didn't call those people outside..."
"You evaluated my singing skills, and I just did what you said!" Zi Ying'er sighed faintly, "This new song is more sad. I thought of some things and incorporated a lot of emotions... I don't care
, it’s your fault anyway!”
"Okay, okay, my fault, my fault!" Ye Fan was helpless, "Are you going to rush out with me, or are you going to wait here for others to save you?"
"I'll go out with you!" Zi Ying'er said firmly, "Even if the police come, I'm afraid they won't be able to control so many people in a short time. We can't just sit back and wait for death!"
"Okay, then come with me!"
Ye Fan glanced at Sister Feng and the others and smiled.
"Sister Feng, I can assure you that if you go out with me, you have a high chance of escaping to a safe place.
If you are forced to stay here, I don't know what those people will do to you if they come in.
Fans go crazy and do things no worse than gangsters in society!"