Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Historically, and even in the last century, many singers and actors died in stampedes. ,

They didn't die of disease, they didn't die of natural disasters, they didn't die of murder. ,

Instead, he died at the feet of his fans. ,

Tang Ruan looked at the pale hand that was grasping her arm, and before she had time to react, she was dragged forward by a huge force.

Fans jumping up from the chrysalis, security guards shouting loudly, trance figures flashed before his eyes, and at that moment, he saw a familiar face.

That face was as pale as that hand, and under the heavy black frame, there was a pair of cloudy, godless eyes. ,

The man grinned, revealing a mouthful of smoke-yellow teeth, his muddy eyes flashed with crazy light, and he said to Tang Ruan one by one

"Chris, I finally got you."

Tang Ruan opened his mouth. He watched the crowd in front of him swarm up, but he couldn't make a sound. ,

Just a second before he fell to the ground, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist. ,

The strength of those hands was great, big enough to snatch him back from the hands of the fans and the pervert who had already squeezed in front of him. ,

He fell into a generous embrace, the unfamiliar scent of cologne rushed into his nostrils, and an unfamiliar roar sounded above his head. ,

"What are you all doing! Can't even stop a few fans?!"

Chi Hengyang held Tang Ruan's waist tightly, feeling the rapid breathing and trembling body of the person in his arms at close range.

"Don't be afraid, Tang Tang."

Chi Hengyang winked at the black-clothed bodyguards next to him, and the bodyguards immediately stepped forward, violently blocking the crowd who were still pushing forward.

Although it was the first time to experience such a thing, Tang Ruan had already imagined countless possible accidents for himself after three years in the circle.

He shook his head vigorously, brushing the faces of the seniors who died in the stampede out of his mind. ,

"Mr. Chi, thank you." Tang Ruan held her breath and broke free from Chi Hengyang's arms.

"Tang Ruan, Tang Ruan, are you alright?!" Wu Zhuoyi and Jing Xiaose were by Tang Ruan's side, but the crowd rushed up like a tidal wave and scattered them away.

Tang Ruan shook her head, but her hands involuntarily clenched Wu Zhuoyi's clothes. ,

"Zhuo Zhuo, seal the scene and call the police."

Tang Ruan's already fair cheeks were even paler at this time, and even his voice was trembling, "It's the person from the last press conference." Wu Zhuoyi opened his eyes wide.

According to the logic provided by Leng Ran, at Tang Ruan's first press conference when he returned to China last time, the perverted illegitimate fan who tried to hurt him with a chain had already been arrested.

With at least six months of criminal detention, there is no way he will be released so soon. ,

Wu Zhuo supported Tang Ruan's shoulder, and patted Jing Xiaose, who was already frightened, "Go and tell the venue to block all passages, hurry up." "Ah, ah, good! I, I will go!"

Wu Zhuoyi took out his mobile phone and called the police directly.

"Let me come." Chi Hengyang took the phone that Wu Zhuo had connected in a very gentlemanly manner, "I am familiar with the police station in this area." When Fu Xin rushed over, he saw such a scene The chaotic scene. ,

"What's wrong?" Fu Xin's chest rose and fell, he looked at the pale Tang Ruan, and then at Chi Hengyang, who had unkind eyes.

"What happened?

He just went to teach Fu Zhao a lesson, and by the way, he answered an official call from a company executive. Who could tell him what happened in these few minutes?

"Yes, it's the first meeting place." Chi Hengyang held his mobile phone and smiled provocatively at Fu Xin, "I almost had a stampede just now, that person may be a repeat offender with a criminal record, please send two police cars over."

Stampede?

Fu Xin's heartbeat almost stopped for a moment, and he grabbed Tang Ruan's shoulder, "How are you? Are you injured?" For some reason, Tang Ruan especially didn't want to see Fu Xin's face now. ,

He didn't say anything, and bit by bit broke Fu Xin's hand on his shoulder. ,

Even looking at him, Tang Ruan felt tired. ,

"The police will be here soon, and they won't let that person go."

Chi Hengyang looked at Tang Ruan's face with a gentle tone, "Tang Tang must have been frightened, do you want to have a drink to calm down? I know a good bar."

Fu Xin stood in front of Tang Ruan, looking at Chi Hengyang with cold eyes, "Have a drink at night? What he needs now is rest, don't you stay there

"OK."

Fu Xin turned his head and looked at Tang Ruan in disbelief. ,

"How can you be so delicate." Tang Ruan smiled, "It just so happens that I want to have a drink too."

Fu Xin was in a hurry, "Have a drink? How dare you go to the bar with your three cups?" Tang Ruan looked at Fu Xin sideways, and said expressionlessly: "Do you know what idiots die of? "Fu Xin was stunned.

"have a finger in the pie."

After finishing speaking, Tang Ruan got into Chi Hengyang's car without looking back. Chi Hengyang closed the car door for him, only leaving Fu Xin with a contemptuous look and a string of exhaust fumes that could choke him to death.

Wu Zhuoyi was also a little helpless, he still had to stay here to cooperate with the police investigation, so he could only pat his big boss on the shoulder with a little sympathy. : Fu Xin looked at