After lunch, Zhuo Bufan chatted with Ye Ziqin for a while and then said goodbye and left. This time he took the time to go back to Jinling to see Ye Zi, and he still had some serious things to do.
There are many mountains in Shugui area, with steep peaks, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, even sighed: The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky.
He instructed Jinshe and Yaozhi to take good care of Ye Ziqin, and Zhuo Bufan took a plane to Hongliu Airport in Furong City by himself.
As soon as I left the airport, the sun was shining brightly. Some beauties with fair skin and fashionable clothes were passing by each other, although Zhuo Bufan had no interest in ordinary beauties, it was still pleasing to the eye.
"The land of Shuzhou has a humid climate, rainy seasons, and the sun evaporates, like a natural sauna, which is indeed a place where beauties are abundant."
Zhuo Bufan murmured to himself. When he first walked out of the airport, he suddenly saw many people gathering together, taking pictures with his mobile phones, screaming, as if he was watching something lively.
There is nothing strange about people in Long people who like to join in the fun the most, but at this moment, a handsome man in sportswear suddenly ran to Zhuo Bufan, followed by a group of photographers, security guards and other figures.
"Handsome guy, can you help me?" said the man who ran to him with a sunny smile.
A group of women were screaming in surprise: "Han Jun is so handsome."
"Han Jun, we love you."
"Han Jun, can you give me a signature photo?"
Zhuo Bufan was stunned. These were all fans of the man in front of him, but they were all stopped by the security guard and could not get close to him. However, he had no idea about the entertainment industry in Longguo, so he naturally didn't know the handsome guy in front of him.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.
Han Jun was obviously surprised when he saw Zhuo Bufan's indifferent look. The variety show they were filming is very popular across the country. Usually, these passers-by would show a surprise expression when they saw him, but looking at the guy in front of him, he seemed to know him at all.
"Handsome guy, we are doing a variety show, and I want to ask you for help in one part." Han Jun pointed at the moment, and there was a bamboo pole behind him, looking about four or five meters high, with a hydrogen balloon tied to the top,"
I want to get the balloon above and need someone to support me underneath.”
Zhuo Bufan frowned. He was the dignified Jiuxuan Immortal Lord, Major General of the Flame Dragon, and Master of Martial Arts. He made himself a human ladder and let a star step on his shoulders?
"I'm not available." Zhuo Bufan said, and squeezed away the crowd and walked slowly towards the front.
Han Jun and the photographers, assistants and security guards of the program team all looked surprised. If ordinary people meet stars, they will basically not refuse.
When other female fans saw this scene, they also showed shock and anger.
"What are you pretending? Our Han Jun refused to let him do something for him."
"Yes, why are you pretending to be independent? Let my boyfriend deal with him later."
A fierce look flashed in Han Jun's eyes, but a kind smile appeared on his face, "That friend might have something to do just now, let's continue to find the next one."
"It's still us Han Jun who is polite."
"Well, I love Han Jun the most."
Listening to the words of a bunch of brainless fans, Zhuo Bufan shook his head and walked towards the front. Everyone came here to see the stars, and there were no people in other streets nearby.
He was walking when suddenly two motorcycles next to him drove by quickly, then drifted, and the tires rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound, stopping in front of him.
There were two men and two women sitting on the motorcycle, both young men in their early twenties, dyed yellow hair, wearing black leather jackets, chains in their crotch, and tattoos on their necks. They were obviously like street gangsters.
Two women sitting on the motorcycle were wearing heavy makeup, wearing black lace clothes as big as a palm, revealing their fair belly, with lip nails on their lips, and dressing like a little girl.
"Damn, you just rejected our Han Jun?" A woman jumped out of the car, holding a slender Moore cigarette in her mouth, raised her head and looked at Zhuo Bufan with an arrogant look.
"It depends on how arrogant you look. Do you want to die?" another woman cursed.
Zhuo Bufan frowned. These two women were actually the brainless fans of the star just now.
"Why should I help him?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly with his hands in his pockets.
"Husband, look at him and bully us, hurry up and deal with him." The woman holding a cigarette pulled the motorcycle man next to her and said coquettishly.
The motorcycle man had a sneer on his face, and suddenly took out a shiny baseball bat from the back seat, staring at Zhuo Bufan with a sneer: "Boy, now you kneel down and let me beat me up, so that my girlfriend will get angry,
Otherwise I will kill you today.”
"Is that right?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed with coldness and he kicked the motorcycle.
Suddenly, the motorcycle and the man on the motorcycle flew out, rubbed against the ground, and rubbed out a string of sparks. It slid seven or eight meters before stopping. The man on the motorcycle fell and was dizzy.
The other three people were stunned. The motorcycle was modified, weighing 200 kilograms. In addition, the man in the car weighed at least 100 kilograms. The weight of more than 500 kilograms was actually kicked away by someone.
Is this a human?
"Brother, spare your life..." Another motorcycle man simply threw away the ball stick and knelt on the ground.
Zhuo Bufan kicked him in the face, and in an instant the other party flew backwards, half of his face was kicked in, and he lay half dead on the ground, his face full of blood.
The remaining two little girls were so scared that their legs were weak and they were almost wet with their pants.
"Brother, don't hit us, I can sleep with you." The little girl holding a cigarette in her mouth said.
Zhuo Bufan slapped her in the face with a slap. Half of the teeth in the little girl's mouth were slapped off, half of her face turned purple and red, and her ears were buzzing, as if hundreds of bees were buzzing in her ears.
The other little girl was so scared that she lost her appearance, her whole body trembled slightly, and her crotch was wet in the middle.
Zhuo Bufan slapped her in the face again and directly knocked the person out.
When he was a child, he lived with his mother fortunately. He saw many poor and simple people. He didn't like those who took their family money and were chaotic all day long and were ill-dead.
However, after dealing with the gangsters, Zhuo Bufan did not waste time and continued to walk forward. This time he was preparing to destroy Ye Shang. Although he had gained many memories from Ji Nan's mind, he was sure about Ye Shang.
The location cannot be found yet. After all, Ye Shang can survive the surveillance of the National Security Administration, and the hidden means are still very powerful.
I took a taxi to the entrance of Furong City Conservatory of Music. After waiting for a while, I finally saw two familiar figures walking out of the school.
"Brother Xiaofan." A girl smiled happily, revealing a row of teeth that looked like weaving, and strode over. (To be continued)