Chapter 338 This is the style of painting that wants to be silenced
(ps: It seems that the subscriber plummeted two days ago made the direction doubt life, not the credentials. I have discussed with many authors that it seems to be caused by the migration of the Great Start database. Well, I just went to the 423rd Book Day just after it was put on the shelves, and then 51/515 lasted for nearly a month. Then, the database migration will be moved again, and the direction will be maintained for two updates first.)
For the sake of wealth and fame, Li Zhanjun could compete with the police, and the paparazzi who came from afar with cameras had the same courage.
The people in the distance were also secretly photographed. However, after following for a while, they found that Zhang Xinyue, a big star, had been in the cafe and was still alone. They were temporarily resting in the distance and ate something, so they accidentally missed the news. It was not until Li Zhanjun shouted loudly that they understood what. After all, they saw Zhang Xinyue who came out of the cafe and was still standing not far from Tang Zhun and his party. How could this not make them excited?
I didn't take anything in my camera, and I didn't know what Li Zhanjun had taken, but they recognized Li Zhanjun as a colleague, and they dared to quarrel with the police and had to protect the camera, which was enough to show that there was big material inside.
The paparazzi are not stupid either. I didn’t take any photos of anything and really encountered the police. Of course, they were saying whatever they said, and they wouldn’t force them.
While running quickly, before they arrived at the location, several people raised their cameras and took photos again. What they saw was the scene of the security personnel competing for the camera with Li Zhanjun.
"Stop it, we have photographed you!"
"Be careful we sue you, the policeman is committing a crime!"
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Not only were they taking photos, they were shouting for help. The scene was so beautiful. The security personnel who were deleting the photos were vomited blood by this group of paparazzi.
Of course, he was not the only one who was marching around the cafe in the road. At this time, three or four other figures rushed out quickly. One stepped forward to use his beautiful grasping hand to control Li Zhanjun. The other two also took the initiative to show their ID to the new paparazzi.
"Stop shooting!"
However, this is useless.
Li Zhanjun screamed again like a pig killer, "The police have beaten people, the police have beaten reporters!"
The paparazzi in the distance were not afraid at all. They were also shouting at the left and right when they were running to take photos, in order to attract the attention of passers-by and attract the power of the masses, so that several security personnel would not dare to do anything randomly due to the public influence.
This is not ineffective. Many cars passing by the road or pedestrians who have actually passed by this generation have stopped and watched.
"These guys are so fucking ignorant of life or death."
Behind Tang Zhun and Chen Jiayu and his party, He Weilong, who had been far away, quickly approached, and complained before standing not far away from Tang Zhun, shouting, "Don't talk nonsense to them, see what it looks like?"
Mr. Tang celebrated his birthday and was disturbed by several paparazzi. I really thought you were a paparazzi. If you didn’t break the law on the surface, you could just take photos of them as you want.
He Weilong had long been a superman physique, and he saw Li Zhanjun, the first paparazzi, secretly photographed by Tang Zhun and Zhang Xinyue twice.
If they change other partners, no matter who Zhang Xinyue is photographed when she is hooked up, they will not care at all. Who cares about such a mess? If you secretly take pictures of Tang Zhun is looking for death. Originally, no one was thinking about how to get a few paparazzi. The camera came over and deleted the photos and just warned her to drive them away.
He Weilong could not have imagined that these paparazzi across the street were so arrogant.
He angrily scolded He Weilong and looked at Tang Zhun with a smile and tears, with an embarrassment on his face, "Mr. Tang, let you take a joke, and deal with it immediately."
It would be fine if he didn't say it, but when he said that Yang Wenjuan, who was watching the fun, Fang Xiaomei and the girls were shocked.
He looked at Tang Zhun in shock. What is the situation? Those who shouted at reporters and police beat people were related to Tang Zhun?
Before several women asked anything, the security personnel across the street were also annoyed by several paparazzi and finally took action. One by one, they punched and kicked, not only knocking Li Zhanjun out easily, but the few who had just run over were rushed to the front and easily knocked out and knocked down.
Then, security personnel carried unconscious figures and rushed towards the hotel.
Dinglong International has become their base, and it is easier to deal with it in it. The young man carrying Li Zhanjun quickly walked to a distance, threw Li Zhanjun and saluted Tang Zhun with a slap. He then sweated coldly on his face, and said gritting his teeth, "Mr. Tang, I will deal with it well."
He was a little broken. It was originally a trivial matter. Ordinary people were able to handle the documents of Liangliang. How could he know that Li Zhanjun was so unrestrained?
Now he lost his master and he almost hated Li Zhanjun.
After saying that, Tang Zhun nodded, he stopped resisting, grabbed the ankle of the guy who was lying on the ground and dragged it to the hotel.
Of course, he wouldn't say he wanted to kill Li Zhanjun or something. That was too exaggerated. After all, he was just a paparazzi secretly photographed, and the main subject of the secretly photographed was not Tang Zhun. He took it into the base and greeted him, beat him up and let him know the situation and don't do anything randomly.
It's also depressing to say that this young man belongs to the Ministry of Public Security. Excerpting the ID means that he is a policeman. It seems that the police are not deterrent enough. If he had been to the first colleague of the Central Guard Bureau, he would probably not have such a mistake if he had a certificate. Ordinary paparazzi can secretly photograph celebrities. Do you try secretly photographing the leaders? He doesn't dare to give him a hundred courage.
This can only be said that his ID is not intimidating enough.
However, after entering the base, I vented the consequences of embarrassment, and then asked a few other colleagues to show the facts and reason, which was enough to ensure that the paparazzi did not dare to say anything. After all, the photos were deleted and could be easily handled.
The solution was like this. He knew that Tang Zhun could understand, but at night, a very cold young man grabbed another person's ankle and dragged on the ground under the slightly dim light?
The style of painting was so frightened that Yang Wenjuan and the three girls were stunned and even felt a sense of trembling in their daze.
This is the first person to deal with Yang Zhanjun. The process of subduing several other paparazzi was similar.
The third girl Yang Wenjuan couldn't help but look at the figures walking away. She turned around and found that figures appeared one by one, and took the initiative to say something to passers-by in the distance and scolded passers-by...
"Tang, Mr. Tang, you won't kill them again, are you?"
In all kinds of creepy and incredible, Chen Jiayu also spoke weakly with a pale face. Why do he feel so terrible stimulated every time he sees the great devil? Is this really a peaceful society? Why is she feeling that she has returned to the dark old era where people regard life as grass?
In ancient times, there were also words such as asking for the people, and famous words and sentences were circulated. As a college student, Chen Jiayu knew that in various old-style societies, the word "min" definitely does not refer to **, but only scholars or scholars are qualified to be called "min".
Do you think that in feudal dynasties like the Ming Dynasty, all kinds of officials and prime ministers advised the emperor not to compete for profit with the people, which meant not to compete for profit with the farmers. It would be too naive to think so.
Farmers, hawkers, handicraftsmen, etc. who farmed? In ancient times, it was not called people. The ruling class was like livestock. Only in that era could this happen.
Those reporters were knocked out in the street and dragged into the hotel. The young man said he would deal with it carefully before. It was obviously a black mouth and a black face. The style of the boss in various movies that he wanted to silence him?!
Chapter completed!