Chapter 2379: Please Don’t Leave

Chapter 2379: Chapter 2379: Please Don’t Leave

"Senior brother, he hit me, he hit me!" Bing Zhan covered his face, his voice full of venom.

As someone in the entertainment circle, what’s the most important thing?

The face, obviously!

And now, he’d been slapped! And in front of so many people, too.

This was literally more painful than killing him!

"Heh." On Wang Tianxing’s side, his eyes went dark.

Main thing was, Zhou Dong was one meter eighty-five, and pretty solidly built.

Fight him? No way he could win.

Looking at Ren Feilin, who was on the phone, Wang Tianxing shifted his gaze to Zuo Shan not far away.

"Why are you all just standing there, didn’t you see him hit someone? Are you blind?"

Right now, flames of fury were burning in Wang Tianxing.

This whole bunch were actually just watching.

Right at that instant, Zuo Shan and a few others turned their heads at the same time!

"Oh, oh, oh, how come I suddenly can’t see, my eyes, my eyes!"

Come on, if it weren’t because Wang Tianxing and his people were just normal folks, they would’ve already made a move.

Is Zhang Fan someone you can just go at?

Do us Jinlong members not care about face?

Who the hell do you think you are!

And at this moment, countless people around them stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Zuo Shan’s group!

???

Damn, are these guys here for a comedy act?

Even in a drama shoot they wouldn’t dare play it like this, you guys...

But the next second, they all looked at Wang Tianxing with a bit of pity.

Tragic.

Really tragic.

Like, why would you, for no reason, walk in and immediately offend these security guys?

Now they’re holding a grudge. Serves you right.

Wang Tianxing’s face turned green in an instant!

"You, you, I’m going to lodge a complaint against you!"

At this moment, Wang Tianxing was really about to explode.

On Wei Guo’s side, his head started hurting again.

Honestly, he really wanted to swear.

Can you people stop targeting Zhang Fan every damn time, it’s not like he’s your dad.

If Zuo Shan and that group of bigshots happen to have a bad temper, you guys are basically done for.

"Stand still!" The moment Wei Guo spoke, the fully armed guards directly separated Zhou Dong from Wang Tianxing and the others.

"Curator Zhou, come with us for a bit." Wei Guo said to Zhou Dong.

"No, he can’t go!" On Bing Zhan’s side, he immediately shouted.

Hit him and still want to walk away? No way!

At the same time, Ren Feilin, having finished his call, also yelled, "Today, no one’s going anywhere!"

Wei Guo’s eyes narrowed at once.

"Take them!" Wei Guo sneered.

Give them a little face and they think they own the place?

No one’s going anywhere? Got a big temper, huh?

What, you think I don’t have one?

"Try laying a finger on me, see if you dare. Do you know who I am?" Ren Feilin roared.

"For fuck’s sake, what a moron." Wei Guo covered his forehead, the corner of his mouth twitching.

What kind of people are these!

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Hey, why aren’t you guys coming in yet, I thought I walked onto the wrong set." Zhang Fan came out from the security gate.

He’d been inside for almost ten minutes, and damn, the whole hall was just him alone.

It was like going to school early in the morning, and right before class there’s literally no one else there—anyone would panic.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming out munching sunflower seeds, countless people’s mouths twitched violently.

This whole chain of events had all been triggered by Zhang Fan.

And this guy was still cracking seeds, totally chill.

Seriously, you’re pushing it.

"None of your business, get lost!" Over on Wang Tianxing’s side, his rage had long hit his brain. Now Zhang Fan came out to clown around, how could he possibly hold it in!

Right at that moment, the already "blind" Zuo Shan suddenly doubled back.

He reached out, grabbed Wang Tianxing by the neck like a chick, and tossed him out!

"Holy shit!"

Seeing this scene, countless people screamed.

Fuck, Wang Tianxing really got thrown out.

Damn, these security bros are seriously hardcore!

However, when they saw clearly that the one who did it was Zuo Shan, the crowd was stunned all over again.

Good god, bro, weren’t you blind just now, how’d you come back?

What grudge do you have with Wang Tianxing?

Everyone couldn’t figure it out, and the tossed-out Wang Tianxing couldn’t figure it out either!

"Anyone who keeps yelling, this is what happens. What’s with all the nonsense—if you’re not convinced, fight, you’re all adults, what are you yelling for, don’t you have hands?" Zuo Shan said coldly.

Hearing that, the people who’d been exclaiming instantly quieted down.

Everyone had the same question in their hearts.

Are Zuo Shan and these guys really here for security?

Why do they look more like they came for a brawl?

Wasn’t this supposed to be a very important concert?

???

At this moment, Bing Zhan was completely scared stupid.

Ren Feilin’s hand shook as he pointed at Zuo Shan, furious and shocked: "Which department are you from, I’m going to file a complaint against you!"

First the little disciple got hit, now the big disciple got beaten—he, Ren Feilin, was the Vice President of the Huaxia Music Association.

He was a key judge for this concert.

One of the six big names on equal footing with Anmusi and the others!

And now he was getting slapped in the face over and over?

Right then, a few figures rushed over at high speed.

"What’s going on, what’s going on, what happened?" A somewhat chubby man was dripping with sweat.

Fuck, that guy Zhou Dong had actually hit Ren Feilin’s little disciple!

This time, Anmusi and his gang were here to slap faces, and they were counting on the people from the Music Association to hold the line.

Offending Ren Feilin—if he patted his butt and walked off, this would blow up big.

Ren Feilin was someone he’d personally invited.

"Zhou Dong, do you still want to be curator?"

Seeing the newcomer, a cold smile immediately appeared on Ren Feilin’s face.

"Director Zhang, you came at just the right time. Now my little disciple’s been hit, my big disciple’s been hit—how do you think we should handle this?"

Zhang Zhiyuan’s head started aching on the spot.

Ren Feilin’s big disciple? Wang Tianxing got hit too?

Damn, what the hell is all this!

"Who laid hands on them, step forward." The veins on Zhang Zhiyuan’s forehead bulged.

"I didn’t hit him, I threw him. Got a problem with that?" Zuo Shan asked.

!!!

In an instant, countless eyes went perfectly round again.

This guy talking to Ren Feilin was clearly no ordinary person.

This security guard was this hardcore?

Holy crap, is he brain-damaged or what!

And right in that instant, Wei Guo stepped out: "Director Zhang, he’s one of my people. Do you have a problem with that?"

Seeing Wei Guo’s gloomy face, Zhang Zhiyuan’s scalp went numb.

Of course he knew Wei Guo—this time it was his own boss who’d gone to beg Wei Guo to take on the security job.

Damn, what the hell actually happened?

"No, no, no!" Zhang Zhiyuan shook his head quickly.

The team leader of July Bamboo is not someone he could talk back to.

Even his boss didn’t dare!

Seeing Zhang Zhiyuan’s attitude, Ren Feilin exploded.

"Fine, fine, fine, all bullying an old man like me, huh? I’m leaving, I’m leaving!" Ren Feilin turned around, and in that instant, a full half of the people directly followed behind him.

"Heh, President Ren, don’t go. We haven’t cleared things up yet." Zhou Dong glanced at Zhang Fan, his expression amused.

Heh, he really wanted Zhang Zhiyuan to see what exactly Ren Feilin had done!