My daughter is so annoying

Fang Cheng glanced at them, and found that the older ones were only in their early 20s, and the younger ones were only as old as Qingqing and Xiao Yuer. Fang Cheng didn't quite understand this phenomenon.

You say it’s fine if it’s a concert.

But this is just a shopping mall, and even if Wang Zhan appeared, it would be nothing more than a variety show at most.

What is there to see here?

Fang Cheng shook his head, followed Yang Yueyue and Liu Xiaolan to the corner of the escalator, but the escalator on the next floor was already full of people.

Fang Cheng has no choice but to step forward to open the way for his wife and Xiao Lan.

"Hello, please step aside, we are going down."

After a lot of hard work, Fang Cheng finally squeezed a way out, letting Yang Yueyue and Liu Xiaolan follow behind, and finally squeezed to the first floor.

The first floor is where the most people are.

Fang Cheng almost broke out in sweat.

But just as they were about to reach the door, the heads in front of them suddenly surged.

Followed by.

Eight security guards came in from the door. They surrounded a person in the middle, and each of them said impatiently: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way."

"Talking about you, why squeeze, get out of the way."

"The one in front, get out of the way."

Eight security guards walked forward, pushing the fans away one by one.

Fang Cheng originally wanted to give way, but there were people on both sides, so it was difficult to give way. At this moment, a security guard directly pushed Fang Cheng away with his hands.

Just when Fang Cheng wanted to endure the calm for a while.

The security guard actually stretched out his hand to Yang Yueyue and Liu Xiaolan. Both of them were wearing high heels today. With just a slight push, they immediately fell to the side.

Fortunately, Liu Xiaolan supported a female fan and stood firm.

But Yang Yueyue fell to the ground.

Fang Cheng's eyes were quick, and he quickly put down his things and helped Yang Yueyue up from the ground.

"Are you okay?"

Yang Yueyue clutched her ankle, and Liu Yemei frowned slightly, as if she was in pain.

Fang Cheng was completely annoyed.

He rushed up in two steps, walked directly in front of the security guard, grabbed the security guard by the collar, and said angrily, "Are you blind? Push anyone you see, this mall is your territory?"

"Release!" The security guard said confidently, "I don't have time to argue with you now, get out of the way."

The security guard struggled, trying to push Fang Cheng away, but Fang Cheng's kung fu practice for so many years was in vain.

"Go and apologize to them!"

"I let you loose!"

Just like that, Fang Cheng blocked the way of a group of people by himself.

Wang Zhan's assistants accused him one after another.

The fans next to him were also swearing at each other.

They didn't seem to know any shame at all, they were obviously pushed away maliciously by the security guard just now, they didn't seem to care about it.

"Are you going to let go?"

Yang Yueyue also stepped forward and said, "My husband, forget it."

"Xiaolan, help your elder sister Yueyue go and wait."

Fang Cheng didn't think it was a big deal when he was pushed, but his wife was pushed to the ground by the security guards, Fang Cheng's whole body exploded.

Family, now Fangcheng is the most important and cherished.

You can target me, but you can't target my family. In other words, the wife and children are the Ni Lin of Fangcheng, the untouchable Ni Lin!

Wang Zhan seemed to be overwhelmed, and directly ordered: "Can you hurry up, I have something to do at night."

When the eight security guards heard this, they all stepped forward and surrounded Fangcheng.

After a few words of persuasion, but to no avail, a group of security guards began to forcibly try to pull Fang Cheng away.

Fang Cheng was completely angry now.

Originally, he thought it was just the security guards being overbearing, but he didn't expect that Wang Zhan, as an artist, would even connive at this kind of thing happening.

Fang Cheng kicked the security guard who pushed to Yang Yueyue to the ground, and then continued several sets of Taijiquan, knocking down all the seven security guards around him to the ground.

Fang Cheng stepped forward, looked down at Wang Zhan and said, "You are Wang Zhan, right?"

Wang Zhan narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect Fang Cheng to be a Lianjiazi, who could beat eight with one, and finally dared to walk up to him and talk to him like this. You must know that there are all his fans beside him.

"What do you want? Don't touch our family."

"Yeah, what do you want?"

"Stop it, you crazy."

"stop it now."

"Quickly take a picture, post it on the Internet, and expose him."

"Yes, expose him."

Fang Cheng didn't pay any attention to this group of idiots.

Wang Zhan froze for a moment and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"If they push people, you don't care. Is that what you do when you're an artist?"

Wang Zhan sneered, and said disdainfully: "I still want you to teach?"

Fang Cheng took off his sunglasses, and said coldly: "After one month, if you can still receive any announcements, no, if you can still stay in the entertainment circle, it will be a waste of my ten years of hard work."

Wang Zhan felt that Fang Cheng looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while, but the manager and assistant behind him were shocked when they saw Fang Cheng's true face.