Chapter 361 Gong Jiu is dumb, you deserve blood

  The entire press conference was broadcast live. The young man's attitude of defying everything caused the barrage to fall into silence for a while. After a short period of silence, dense subtitles burst out.

   "666~"

   "I'll go, why is Gong Jiuhan still so crazy?"

   "Ask the contestant? Is she so confident?"

   "Coach Gong is so handsome!"

   "Support Coach Gong!"

   "Be honest with each other? This wave of manipulation shows me!"

   "Gu Shen, don't be too protective!"

   "That look? Is Gu Shen surprised?"

   "I didn't expect Gong Jiuan to be such a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and he chose to carry it alone."

   "What did you say before that values ​​love and righteousness? You have to be grateful if you help others to be bedded by others' conscience and don't let you recite it? What's the logic?"

   "ET didn't know about this!!"

   "The original members of ET didn't know!! They didn't know! They pushed people into the ring!"

   "What a fault ET has taken this time! It was brought into a ditch by Gong Jiu'an, and it almost fell over!"

   "Gong Jiuan, get out of the fighting circle, please! Don't come here to harm others!"

   "She's so handsome!"

   "I'll go! Why do you feel so awkward?"

   "Gong Jiu is really dumb, so crazy!"

   "It's the first time I've seen someone hang like this!"

   "If I want to, I'm king!"

   "So confident! This confidence is really amazing!"

  Various subtitles appear one after the other in sight. If you don’t turn off the barrage, the whole screen will be covered directly, and you can’t see what’s playing inside.

  And those who curse, those who don’t accept frankness, those who feel sorry for their idols being dragged down, those who support… There are all kinds of comments.

  The people at the press conference were completely unaware of the situation on the Internet.

  In the hall, there was nothing but jaw-dropping, unbelievably quiet.

  It seems that a needle can be heard when it falls on the ground.

  Thus, Gong Jiu's silent voice became very clear.

   "As for Jiang Wei, I think you made a mistake."

   "Did he violate the law, or do you think that with Gu God's ability, hegemony can dominate the law?"

  When the young man spoke neither fast nor slow, he couldn't hide his sneer: "Is a piece of **** worthy of all of you seeking justice for him?"

  This is the first time that everyone has heard Gong Jiuhan say so many words slowly, but her extremely indifferent appearance makes it hard to imagine that what this person is facing is a vortex of being bullied by the Internet.

  She is so calm, so calm that she can sit here calmly and say to you: Yes, I am sick, but I am not wrong.

  You can also ridicule them sharply and judge others with self-righteousness.

  In the entire hall, for a moment, there were only non-stop clicking sounds.

  The reporters silently stared at the unruly young man sitting upright above him. For the first time in their lives, they felt that they were sinners.

   Gong Jiuhan is very sober.

  She is very crazy, very arrogant, and defiant, as if all living beings are nothing more than ants in her eyes, but her words are indifferent, but people want to believe them inexplicably.

  The female reporter wearing glasses picked up the microphone and looked at her:

   "I want to ask Coach Gong, what do you mean when you say that you are not sorry for the ring? Did you ever get sick in the ring?"

  Gong Jiu closed his eyes and looked at her: "What do you want to say?"

  The female reporter took a deep breath: "I want to say, even so, you are still a mentally ill, lunatic."

   "The unknown danger that accompanies your illness still exists in the arena."

  No one would use their life as a bet of honor to fight a madman in the arena.

   Sick, crazy, dangerous.

  The female reporter's words hit the nail on the head.

  The rest of the people who came back to their senses from Ye and Aozhong, who were so uproarious about Gong Jiuhan, suddenly remembered their business one after another, and waited for Gong Jiuhan's answer with burning eyes.

  Behind her and Jun Gu, the standing teenagers unanimously looked at Gong Jiuhan's back.

  Only Jun Gu looked coldly at the people off the field. ,

   Silently remembered that person's face.

   Crazy.

   This is an adjective that can make people's eyes turn red, but it fell into Gong Jiu's dumb ears, but it didn't make any waves.

   After all, that's what she always calls herself.

  The young man blinked his eyelids lightly, and his tone was full of confidence that ordinary people could not match: "It does exist, but it has no chance to appear in the ring."

  On the barrage at this time, you can already see a lot of words that Gong Jiuhan surrendered and joined her team because of Gong Jiuhan's frankness and arrogance.

  People are emotional, and when there is no explanation, all silence is the reason for them to explode.

   But if a person can be honest with them and have a good attitude, they can also forgive.

  But this is only a small number of people.

  Most of the people, still doubtful, tapped on the keyboard to let this "lunatic" who despised the ring get out of the fight.

   Even so, the situation has a tendency to reverse.

"Why do I feel that we are too harsh on Gong Jiuyin? Apart from being mentally ill, she doesn't seem to have done anything harmful... I think she is not willing to do this... After all, Who can withstand the temptation in front of dreams, I think I can't do it..."

  The people who were silent amidst someone's voice also began to examine this matter calmly and objectively.

  At the press conference.

  After Gong Jiuhan finished speaking, he pushed away the chair he was sitting on and stood up, looking down into the eyes of the female reporter, and said coldly:

   "I'm done talking, do you have anything else to ask?"

  They are reporters, and she can't wonder why these people are talking head-to-head with each other.

   But Gong Jiuhan has no interest in dealing with them. The purpose of coming here today has been achieved, and she should leave too.

   Jun Gu on the side also stood up, and straightened his clothes with lowered eyes.

   "Response We did, the press conference is over."

  From the beginning to the end, he never looked back at Gong Jiu.

  The female reporter's lips squirmed, and in the end she just maintained a professional smile and said: "I hope Coach Gong can do what he said."

   It looks like I can't get anything useful today.

  People stood up one after another, some wanted to speak, but squirmed their lips, only watching the people above started to walk out.

  The audience in the live broadcast room also knew that the press conference was over, and left the live broadcast room one after another.

  Among the hustle and bustle, accidents happen like this.

  Just after going down the steps, a stone fell head-on from nowhere and hit Gong Jiuhan **** the forehead.

  In an instant, a bright red liquid came out, especially glaring when the boy was too white.

"coach!"

  The teenagers following behind watched this scene helplessly, no longer caring about their personal emotions, and called her worriedly.

  Wen Yao and Su Yu stood directly in front of her, facing the direction from which the stone fell, frowning and staring behind the crowd: "Who! Get out!"

   With a shock in his heart, Jun Gu turned his head in panic, his pupils widened, and what caught his eye was a dazzling bright red.

  The stone was half the size of a fist, and Gong Jiu was a little dizzy from the impact. She raised her hand, and what she touched on her forehead was a puddle of sticky wetness.

   Putting it under my eyes, I saw that it was a bright red.

  Accompanied by a hoarse voice, it broke into her brain, making her confused for a moment.

   "Gong Jiuduan, you deserve blood!"

  The reporters present were all smart people, they all searched for the source of the sound, and finally backed away at the side door, and saw a middle-aged woman with a vicissitudes of life.

   Covering her old face, her cloudy eyes were full of hatred.

   Looking at it at a glance, one can only feel that the anger and hatred are extremely scorching.

  The woman was still holding a stone similar to the one just now, and she walked in step by step, her eyes fixed on Gong Jiuhan in the crowd, with a look of tearing eyes:

   "Why don't you die! Why don't you die!"

  She frantically rushed towards Gong Jiuhan, holding up her hand holding the stone, with a crazy look.

  When the person approached, a cold look flashed across Jun Gu's eyes, he let go of the hand that fell on Gong Jiu'an's shoulder, took a step forward, raised his foot, and landed **** the middle-aged woman's body.

   After all, it was a woman. The fighter kicked her for a long distance and almost hit a reporter. Fortunately, the reporter reacted quickly and dodged to the side.

  The woman was kicked out and hit the ground heavily, her eyes full of pain and hideousness.

   This scene stunned all the people present, their faces were puzzled, they looked at each other, secretly guessing what kind of play this was going to be.

  Jun Gu looked down at the woman: "Who are you?"

  The woman coughed heavily for several times, despite being severely injured, she still struggled to get up, and rushed towards Gong Jiuhan as if hitting the south wall like crazy:

   "Gong Jiuhan, you return my son to me, you return him to me..."

  But she was caught again by the security guard who rushed in suddenly, and she was so imprisoned that no matter how much she struggled with punching and kicking, she couldn't break free.

   "Let me go! Let me go!"

  Han Liang glanced at the woman, Jun Gu turned around, and raised his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the end of the eyes of the boy who was obviously smashed and fainted, and his voice was slightly slow:

   "Does it hurt?"

  He gave Wen Yao a sideways glance, Wen Yao nodded, and told the security guards to take him out quickly.

  Reporters look at each other and read something from each other's eyes.

   At this time, the woman who was forcibly taken out grabbed a male reporter by his clothes and almost pulled the man down.

  She pointed at Gong Jiu in the crowd, with a disgusted face and red eyes:

   "That's her! Gong Jiuyin punched my son six years ago and maimed my son for life! Today, my poor son is far away from me! He is far away from me!"

  As soon as this remark came out, the four people were in an uproar.

   It was like dropping a bomb in the water, and the water splashed all over the place in an instant.

"Hahaha~ I heard that you have been plagued by bad luck recently, Gong Jiudu, you are a lunatic! You should die in that filth! Why, you washed yourself and came out, but my son stayed in the darkness forever Li! Why!"

   "Gong Jiudu, why don't you die!"

   "Hahahahaha, lunatic, you are a lunatic! Return my son!"

   As she spoke, the woman sobbed, the corners of her eyes wrinkled, and countless tears fell, but they couldn't hide the overwhelming hatred in her eyes.

  Amidst her crazy and incoherent words, the security guard forcibly broke her hands away and took her away from the scene.

   Immediately afterwards, countless bodyguards in black rushed into the scene and stood in a circle with solemn and cold faces.

  The woman's intermittent voice kept coming into Gong Jiu'an's ears. She looked down at the blood red fingertips and was stunned.

   Countless pictures flashed through my mind quickly.

   muddled.

  She closed her eyes lightly, and exhaled lightly.

   Sure enough, the things that were supposed to come still came. There was a lot of them, and there was no shortage of half a penny. She was going to put all her embarrassment on the surface, and let thousands of people talk about it with delight.

  Old guy, your hands are really ruthless.

  Jun Gu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and faintly glanced at the people present:

   "I don't want to appear in public if there is no conclusion."

  He was threatening them.

   Overt threats.

  A reporter blushed, "Jun Gu! Are you threatening us?"

   "Things are in our hands, how dare you openly humiliate us like this!"

  Hands gently landed on the boy's head, Jun Gu's eyes were shallow and he said casually, "You seem to take yourself very seriously."

   "Don't force us, we have so many reporters, we can release things in minutes!"

  Jun Gu stared at him coldly, his thin lips parted slightly: "Do you dare?"

  Under this line of sight that looks like cutting flesh and bones.

  The reporter shivered for no reason, and suddenly lost his voice.

  Yes, it's easy to say, but if it's really done, how dare he, a small reporter, do anything against the opponents of Jun's family?

  He has not forgotten that behind this Jun Gu, there is not only a powerful uncle, a man of the business empire, Si Xun.

   There is also an aunt, Shu Jiu, who once single-handedly caused turmoil in all parties.

   The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

  At this time, Wen Yao suddenly approached with a sullen face and said: "Boss, when the live broadcast was closed, the woman was already in the camera, and her words... seemed to be recorded."

   Bromo's black eyes sank, and the corners of Jun Gu's lips were cold.

  He waved his hand, and all the men in black who entered the venue retreated with a clatter.

  Since this is the case, there is no need to lock the mouths of these reporters.

  Regardless of wind and rain, this time is destined to bear.

   The group of reporters who were about to compromise with him watched his operation for no reason.

   Then, without hearing what he said, he saw a group of people protecting the young man who was injured on his forehead, and left the scene without stopping.

   When they reacted and took out their phones.

  The Internet is already like them just now, blowing up the sky.

Immediately following the topic of #宫九黑悬感病打环台战受观察#, the new topics #宫九黑前打黑拳#, #宫九黑打黑拳死人#, #宫九黑打黑拳杀死了人Debt#, etc. quickly squeezed into the ranks of hot searches with lightning speed.

  The heat keeps rising.

  Every major platform that talks about this matter, without exception, continues to crash the system.

  The number of clicks, together with the previous illness incident, reached a record high in the history of blogs on major forums.

  Jiang Xiying looked at the hot searches that popped up, and randomly grabbed a handful of hair on his head.

   "Didn't it be agreed to give a response to grasp the direction of public opinion? How come I haven't stretched out my hand to grasp people's hearts, and the **** is here again?"

   Gu Shen is angry, what is he angry about? Xiao Suyu and the others are also angry, what are they angry about? Of course, it was the same idea as Gu Shen, they felt that their coach Gong had abandoned them again, and they didn't even pretend to be with them when they were in trouble. (In addition, let me reveal that Jiudian is coming to guest star, their stories have not appeared in everyone's sight, but they will accompany you in another way~)

  

  

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