Chapter 1102

"I don't want to cooperate, so we have to shoot." The leader of the police was slightly stunned, and his tone showed dissatisfaction.

"Look, this kid is completely stubborn and shameless! I can't figure out why he is being hailed. Isn't there any conscience? " Xue Yifan sighed and said that he also satirized those who supported me.

"Well, don't worry, Mr. Xue. We will definitely give you a fair deal in this matter." Said the leading policeman politely.

"OK, the police uncle doesn't bow to the evil forces. My fans and I will call you crazy!" Xue Yifan said gratefully, but his face was covered and he could not see his expression.

Then, the leading policeman raised his gun, and the group of little policemen behind him did the same one after another. The dozens of dark muzzles pointed at me, and ran suddenly looked pale with fear and trembled unconsciously.

"Everybody, don't... Don't be impulsive. It's a misunderstanding!" Ran said impatiently. Seeing her like this, I couldn't help it.

"Later, I don't mind if you want to shoot, but before you do, it's necessary to advise you that you'd better ask the most powerful guy you know to see if he won't let you shoot!" I said without hesitation.

"Well." After hearing this, they were obviously stunned for a moment. They just looked up and laughed, leading the police to jokingly ask, "young man, do you mean to protect yourself with the weapon of law?"

"I laugh to death. I know the law and break the law. Now I want to pay the price and ask my grandfather to tell my grandma. You can't be so funny. Even if I shoot you on the spot, I won't frown." Xue Yifan's mouth is almost askew. Now, he believes that I'm just a martial artist, without any background.

People are also sighing. Since I said this, I was basically soft. After all, this is a public place. If I shoot in public, it will be different in nature. Therefore, the police will not shoot easily until I have to.

And I asked him to ask the big guy, no doubt he was looking for a protective umbrella. Maybe some big guy with conscience, considering the stability of the public security in the capital, said a few good words casually, and these policemen might also hold their hands high.

"This young man is very clever, but he has a hot head and offends the big people who shouldn't be offended!"

"Hee hee, that is to say, no matter how good his martial arts are, he still has to abide by laws and disciplines. Can he be so powerful as to ignore guns and laws?"

"Little Fanfan, don't be polite to him, but treat you like that on the stage."

Although the news of Xue Yifan's cosmetic surgery was widely spread, there are still a group of loyal fans who never leave and never give up to Xue Yifan.

When the latter heard this, he turned around and said to those loyal fans, "thank you very much. I am still standing behind me when I am most helpless, supporting me unconditionally. Today, although I will lose a group of fans, I feel that if I can't stay, I will leave sooner or later. Those fans who are willing to accompany me are like my closest family, I can't get rid of it. Thank you again. "

Xue Yifan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Instead of responding positively to the plastic surgery, he emphasizes the unfaithfulness of the fans who turn the powder into black. He raises the loyalty fans who make his voice up to the level of his family. The feeling of gold on his face makes them more excited, shrieking and even crying.

"Xiaofan, no matter what you become, our" fan (fan) group "will always support you."

"Yes, in our mind, you are the most..."

before these words were finished, there was an evil wind suddenly. Xue Yifan's face was tightly bandaged, which was torn open at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, his true face was revealed.

"Ah." People are curious, and these loyal fans are no exception. They thought that Xue Yifan was only slightly hurt, but when they looked carefully, the face of the awl with excessive plastic surgery was not symmetrical at all. It was a bit hideous, which was quite different from the handsome Xue Yifan in their heart.

"Spicy eyes, did you fail in plastic surgery and want to pretend to be Xiao Fan to cheat money and color?"

"It's too exaggerated. It's better than snake spirit man."

They couldn't help but cover their eyes. They didn't want to look at him more. Xue Yifan called a drop of blood in his heart. It's no wonder that those plastic surgeons looked away. Even his loyal little fan sister didn't recognize it. How terrible it was!

Since he fled in a hurry, he has been afraid to look in the mirror. He is a man of glass heart, and for stars, the most important thing is appearance.

From the little fresh meat that Yan is responsible for in the entertainment circle to the question of diezhongfen, he doesn't want to look at him more. It's only half a day. Such a big gap makes Xue Yifan a little unacceptable.

"Don't worry, I'm still the sunny and handsome Xiao Fan. After a while, my face is back to its original shape, and you can see a brand new Xue Yifan. I promise you to be proud of me!" Xue Yifan quickly comforted the fans, for fear that they would follow the powder to the black, so he really lost his wife and lost his soldiers.Xue Yifan didn't know where the wind came from. Anyway, just like a hand, it was tearing his bandage, which made Xue Yifan unable to respond at all.

After a while, Xue Yifan's eyes fell on me, and he couldn't help blurting out, "your mother is a dog, and you are the devil!"

"It's better to be honest. That's what you really are. What's so embarrassed about? Besides, your face can't be repaired. Now you don't want to meet people, but you still need to show up later."

"Fart, don't damn me!" Xue Yifan said angrily. My firm voice seemed to have judged his fate.