The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

Chapter 458: Bow down under Xidian sweatpants

  Chapter 458 Bow down under Xidian sweatpants

   "Fuck him, **** him!! Hit him in the face, beat him to death!!"

  "You also said that the tail of our Xidian crane, I just want to say: Hehe, your dog’s eyes are so big, are they used for breathing!!!"

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

  The magic fan cheers, and the mood is unparalleled!

  The water army was dumbfounded. He didn't expect He Xiaolan, who had been tolerant just now, to burst into this! !

  Said he is a black heart? ? Say he's dog-eyed!

  Fuck, who gives you the courage to say so!

  The navy was angry, and punched He Xiaolan up.

  He Xiaolan was startled, but Xia Xi was faster than her, holding He Xiaolan's waist with one hand, turning around and punching the navy away.

  The sound of the police siren sounded at the right time, and the rioting fan group quickly calmed down.

   "Get out and get out, who makes trouble!"

  Everyone pointed at the wailing navy on the ground holding his nose.

   "Uncle Police, it's him!"

"he??"

  Comrade police has a question mark on his forehead, is this person making trouble? ? How do you feel like you are besieging him? ?

   "Uncle, we have a video. He is going to play He Xiaolan. It is our idol who will come forward, and the hero will save the beauty!"

   "Yes, heroes save the beauty, we are all witnesses!"

  Comrade police now just want to haha. After so many years of being a police officer, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of strange situation.

   "Okay, you all come to the police station with me."

   "Your boss is Guan Yunlong, right?"

After the crowd, Zhan Yu walked out slowly.

  The calm and gloomy person seemed to merge with the night, and as he slowly approached, his figure gradually separated from the darkness and became clearer.

  People even have an illusion, as if they were fighting a war, they were transformed from the darkness.

  The police subconsciously glanced at Zhan Yu: "What's the matter with you?"

  "Please take away the video and related personnel. This is an artist from our company. There will be activities in the future, so I won’t be accompanied for the time being."

  Zhan Yu's words are very rigid, and he looks like he is doing business.

  Of course, the little policeman was very depressed. The police did not cooperate when handling the case.

  Damn, which company, do you want to be so bullish?

  "If you don’t have to be accompanied, you have to leave, and the relevant personnel should take notes!"

  The little policeman frowned and helped his big brimmed hat.

  Zhan Yu lowered his gaze, unwilling to give in at all.

  The atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff, and the police comrades couldn't help shrinking under the terrifying power of the war.

  I’ll go, this guy won’t jump up and attack the police in the next second, right? ?

  The little policeman looked at his colleague subconsciously.

   Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Xia Xi hurriedly walked over, smiling and pulling Zhan Yu behind her.

   "The police uncle is the police I called."

  The little policeman frowned and looked at her for a while, thinking of something for a while, then turned around and said: "Xiao Liu, this is not your idol?"

  It’s okay if the little policeman didn’t shout, and everyone looked over at once.

  Fuck, what did the policeman just say? ?

  Even the idols of Xidian in the police? ?

  My God, my God, I Xidian is so arrogant, even the police uncle fell under her sweatpants! !

  Fuck, fuck! !

  The magic powder stared at the policeman named Xiao Liu with joy, with a pair of eyes comparable to a 2000W light bulb, shining brightly and almost blinding everything.

  The rest of the fans are also very surprised, huh, the police uncle is also a fan? ?

  In the distance, Liu Feng subconsciously raised his head and asked: "Who?"

   "Xia Xi!"

"Oh."

  Liu Feng continued to record. He had finished writing a word before he remembered something. With a shake of his hand, the oil pen rolled out a long way.

   "Fuck, who?!"

  (End of this chapter)