The enemy is catnip and I am a cat how to break [Entertainment circle]

The efficiency of the studio is actually quite fast. When the scandal started to show signs of rising, they immediately issued a statement, clearly stating "Reject rumors and vicious binding", and put the first line and the last line of the statement once respectively. .

But helplessly, the other party holds [-] marketing accounts, and playing back and forth is quite smooth, and the marketing accounts have stepped down one after another. Conversely, Kan Ze dared not admit the relationship because he was afraid of affecting his career. It really caused a large group of passers-by who didn't know the truth to shout out their love for the young lady, and turned their heads to accuse Kan Ze of being irresponsible and irresponsible.

What kind of man are you if you dare not admit that you are together?

This is really suffering while lying down.However, Fang Yuandao, who followed the recording scene, didn't think too much about it, and didn't record the video during the process.At this moment, no evidence can be produced, but it seems a bit lacking in confidence.

To hype this kind of thing is usually because the man does not take advantage of it.

In the eyes of most people, girls are born to belong to the disadvantaged group, so they are naturally easy to be protected and pitied; if the man has more fans, it will be even more remarkable, and even a few words will be regarded as bullying weak.Fans of Kan Ze are also considered to be very powerful in fighting, but before they have time to say anything to each other, some fans of Lin Zhihui have already cried and complained about online violence, accusing them of bullying others based on their numbers and being shameless.

It's like punching cotton with a fist, it won't work if it's hard, or it won't work if it's soft.

However, Lin Zhihui's manager was still a white lotus. She called that day and explained, "It's because the fans think too much. We will clarify...Why don't we come out for a meal, let's discuss it? Make an apology to Brother Kan? "

What the hell to discuss, Fang Yuandao didn't even want to use Tai Chi, so he put down the phone.

However, if they were promoted to a one-day short-term cooperation, this would be posted; if they were photographed eating in private again, it might be rumored that they had given birth to several children.

Their artistes can't afford this reputation.

The gossip that was immediately clarified made the little ancestor jealous. If something else came out, the top bully in the circle would tear down his house.

It's hard to do a charity gala.

Yuan Fang was terrified: "Little ancestor, don't you really plan to wear a dragon robe?"

Si Jing grinned at him.

"I'm not only wearing a dragon robe," said the boss, "I'm also going to wear a dragon crown."

"..."

Why don't you just bring the Palace Museum over there?

he asked.Si Jing's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked, "Can I lift it?"

If Jiaolong helps, he can really lift it.But the movement is too loud, right?

"..."

This artist is hopeless, throw it away.

-

The party started in the evening.The weather was fine, clear and cloudless, and the red carpet started to leave at four o'clock in the afternoon. The media gathered on both sides, but they didn't pay much attention to those small artists, and only waited for a few important events.

The main event is basically behind.Lin Zhihui straightened her pulled-up hair in the car, pursed her lips, and evenly licked her lipstick, and admired her own radiance from the vanity mirror.

With the name of the nation's first love, it's natural to have a good face.Lin Zhihui was not a glamorous type, but her thin eyebrows and almond eyes always carried a hint of gentleness and purity.Just like the female classmate in the next class in middle and high school, with a white skirt, collagen can almost burst out of the face.

There was a lot of noise outside, the click of the shutter and the shouts of "look at the camera" and "look this way" from the reporters. The assistant opened the car door, and Lin Zhihui bent over, carefully raised her skirt and stepped out.

After the hype incident, her popularity skyrocketed, and many people took pictures of her.At the end, she signed a pen and the host who had been greeted in advance smiled and said, "Does Zhihui know who is going to be on stage next?"

Lin Zhihui naturally knew.She smiled slightly embarrassed, and said as if joking: "Should I wait for him to leave together?"

The host brought the microphone closer.

"Recently, there's been a lot of news about the next guest, and it's also a topic that everyone is very concerned about. Can we ask Zhihui to break the news for us here to see what's going on..."

The voice at the end suddenly became louder, like a tide flooding in.The host was startled, and looked up, but saw a hand with strong bones opened the car door, and then, a man came out from inside, tall and straight, attracting the eyes of everyone in the field .The flashes went off like crazy, and reporters everywhere chanted, "Kan Ze! Here!"

"This way!"

The man did not walk on the red carpet.He straightened his cuff buttons, turned around, and stretched out his hand towards the car door.

Everyone was stunned and waited with bated breath.

After a while, the other hand rested slowly on his arm, revealing two beautifully polished gemstone cufflinks.Si Jing hangs a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with thin chains lazily, and pushes the frame of the glasses above the bridge of his nose with a half-smile.

Givenchy's new high-end three-piece platinum suit, slightly parted hairstyle, the first button undone.

When he came out like this, everyone present was shocked.

This is so...

The skin of the demon is undeniably good-looking.Wearing this suit on Si Jing, the waist is thin and the legs are long. The combination of color and vigorous youthful looks instantly took everyone's eyes away. When he put on the glasses again, he looked alive and well. Is a gentle scum.Even the host forgot what Lin Zhihui was going to ask just now, and even glanced at Si Jing several times, forced a smile and said, "Okay, our new guest has already stepped onto the red carpet..."

Compared with the real beauty, Lin Zhihui's innocence immediately seemed not enough.On the red carpet, the two came side by side, with their admirable legs striding forward together, their aura almost radiating, which perfectly interprets how to write the word crush.Lin Zhihui was completely forgotten, watching all the cameras turn away in an instant, she couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

No one remembers her now.She stood there like a transparent person.

When the camera followed the two people to the signing wall, no one caught a glimpse of Lin Zhihui who hadn't left yet.

The host was greeted by Lin Zhihui's agency company in advance, and he hurriedly smoothed things over: "Zhihui is standing here, let's take a photo together—everyone is familiar with it, there's nothing to be rigid about, come on—"

"Actually, I'm not familiar with you," Si Jing cut off his exit, adjusted his glasses, and smiled, "This is the first time I've met you."

"..."

Everyone present was startled, unable to say anything else for a while.Lin Zhihui also forced a smile and said, "Si Jing was just joking..."

Kan Ze also said: "This is only the second meeting between Ms. Lin and I."

There was a moment of silence on the stage, Lin Zhihui pinched the microphone, her expression changed.Si Jing didn't look at her, he took the marker and signed his name on it.He chose the position farthest from Lin Zhihui's signature. After finishing writing, Kan Ze took the pen in his hand and signed it directly in the same row.

The two names are side by side, shoulder to shoulder, just like their current position.The auras of the two are compatible, and they look at each other occasionally, and they naturally show familiarity without speaking.

"But you can take photos if you don't know them well," Si Jing blinked, "We usually take photos with fans we don't know, right?"

Lin Zhihui actually didn't want to take pictures with him right now.

Si Jing's appearance is too grand, compared to him, he will definitely be suppressed.Even a man's face is incomparable, and if he is alive and crushed, he will definitely be ridiculed by the crowd, maybe he will be ridiculed as the foot-washing maid next to these two people.Although she wanted to hype, she also had self-knowledge. Looking at the two faces next to her who obviously overshadowed her a lot of limelight, she quickly waved her hands and forced a smile: "No, no, no..."

Holding the hem of her skirt, she hurriedly walked down, not wanting to stand beside Si Jing anymore.Seeing her slinking away, Si Boss dissipated a little bit of anger in his heart. He simply dealt with the host who was still asking questions, and patted Kan Ze's arm.

Kan Ze asked in a low voice, "Go in?"

"Ah."

The two of them turned and went in, ignoring the sound of the sudden explosion behind them.It wasn't until after entering and sitting down on the adjacent seat that Catnip Grass lightly touched his leg with her leg.

"Still angry?"

"Don't be angry," Si Jing said, "There's nothing to be angry with that kind of person."

What's more, the boss now has the evidence in hand, so he is waiting for a suitable time to release the information.

He started flipping through the brochures on the seat.

There was also a charity auction before the party, most of which were items donated by celebrities.A highly respected old artist was the most generous and took out a treasured painting, which was the sealed work of a well-known painter who had passed away long ago, and it was also the finale of the auction.

Many entrepreneurs at the scene came here because of this painting.

Si Jing was not interested in paintings, so he sat on his seat and read the brochure back and forth several times, and was startled by all kinds of strange things.First stick figure, old radio, used pen?

A variety show student even brought the smart toilet seat at home. This thing has been used. Is there anyone else who buys it? ?

Unexpectedly, the toilet seat actually took [-] pictures.Si Jing, who loves cleanliness, was made uncomfortable by this operation, and kept rubbing his feet on the ground, wishing he could stretch out his claws to plan now.

Gee.

How many bacteria does this have.

As expected, the price of the last finale painting rose all the way up to 420 million. The host said loudly, "420 million, 420 million—OK, deal!"

He slammed the gavel in his hand.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yamamoto from Japan for taking this picture!"

The buyer was not anonymous, so the host invited him up and handed over the painting to him.The old man from the Japanese chaebol is already old, walking tremblingly, but his back is still straight, and he speaks with a bit of arrogance, "This painting will become a collection worth seeing in our national museum."

The translator translated his words, and the color on the host's face changed.He forced a smile, and invited the old man down, "Please—"

Si Jing raised his head, because of this sentence, he also felt somewhat displeased.

He narrowed his eyes, sat on the seat and looked at the old man from a distance, suddenly seemed to see something, frowned, and asked: "What's his last name?"

"Yamamoto." Kan Ze replied, not understanding what he meant, "What?"

"Yamamoto..."

Yamamoto.

The smile on Si Jing's face completely disappeared, and he stared at him all the way back with the help of a cane.The old man walked with a limp, as if his right leg had been injured, trembling.

...that's right.

Si Jing stared at a mole on his chin, and suddenly felt chills all over his body.It was as if someone had stretched out his hand from the swamp, trying to pull him into the filthy, smelly, wet, sticky quagmire, choking his breath.

That's right!

His face turned pale a little bit, and the back of the hand holding the handle was stretched with blue veins.His breathing became stagnant at an unknown moment, as if a heavy hammer had hit his head, making his head stunned for a while, leaving only blood flowing in his limbs and bones, roaring loudly full of anger with.

He recognized the mole.

The last time it was shaking on that piece of skin, the 12-year-old girl next door was crying in panic.The man at home guarded her tightly, raised the kitchen knife high, and slashed forward desperately, his voice full of desperate madness.

"I—me and you bastards—"

The sound of machine guns firing was a series, followed by the sound of bayonet piercing flesh and blood.Si Jing was caught by a soldier and fell onto the stone one after another. His eyes were blinded by blood, and he couldn't even see what happened.

The man was shot, and half knelt down, but the kitchen knife in his hand did not loosen.

He swung the kitchen knife with the last bit of strength, and slashed the knee of the Japanese soldier in front of him.There was a sudden cry of pain, and someone exclaimed: "Yamamoto-kun!"

They hurriedly surrounded the people, even ignoring the people who threw the scene, and hurried forward.The man called Yamamoto-kun didn't seem to be an ordinary soldier. They gritted their teeth as they watched him collapse.

When they approached again, the 12-year-old child picked up the kitchen knife.

Si Jing can't do anything.He lay down on the ground and could only watch quietly.He wanted to make a stop scream from his throat, but he could only hear the sound of blood flowing out of his body, a gurgling, quite clear sound.

do not--

From the girl's hand, the kitchen knife pierced through her own chest.Si Jing stepped on the blood, and his eyes were full of blood.

This piece of blood dazzled him.

He stood up abruptly from his seat, and it was very difficult for him to force his voice out of his throat.

"I want to go out."

Looking at his expression, Kan Ze was a little worried, and also stood up, covered his hand, and touched his forehead.

"What's wrong," the man asked softly, "Uncomfortable?"

"I……"

Stuck for breath, Si Jing couldn't say anything else, just repeated: "I want to go out."

Kan Ze was startled by the look in his eyes.It was not Si Jing's usual gaze on people, but more like a bloodthirsty beast, with a scalp-numbing ruthlessness, grinding its teeth and preparing to bite off the neck of its prey.His eyeballs were a layer of blood red, his face was pale, but he didn't seem to know the slightest bit, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Ler me get through."

...that's not right.

Kan Ze said, "Xiao Hua..."

"Ler me get through!"

His voice suddenly became louder, and someone nearby had already looked over.Kan Ze thought for a while, stepped out of the way, and followed behind, gestured apologetically to the surroundings, and walked out.

Si Jing doesn't care whether he follows or not.In fact, he couldn't see anything, his steps were getting bigger and bigger, his eyes were fixed.

He didn't even care that it was in front of many people.

The man was almost at the exit, as if he was about to go out.

Si Jingduo stepped forward, trying to grab the man's neck.There is a large audience, many pairs of eyes are watching, and there are many cameras shooting, seeing them leave the table, they rotate to focus on them.Kan Ze's heart skipped a beat, he reached out his hand silently, and twisted his wrist in an invisible corner.

"Little flower."

"Let me go!" Si Jing tried hard to shake him off, "Let go!"

Not only did Kan Ze not let go, but he held him even tighter.

"Xiao Hua," he said softly, "Calm down, let's go out first."

Si Jing still wanted to get rid of it, but Kan Ze used even more strength to drag him out of the door, to a corner without a camera, and into a small utility room with no one there.There were brooms and mops piled up in a mess, he let go, Si Jing didn't even hold his painful wrist, he still wanted to go outside as if he had lost his mind.

The man is back.

He had been looking for it for so long, but the man had returned to the country to recuperate because of his injuries, and had never appeared on this land again, so Si Jing naturally couldn't find him.

After so many years, he almost thought that this person should have died long ago.

—but he was still alive.

Still alive and well.

How can he deserve to live well?

It seemed that reason had been completely taken away from his mind, Si Jing couldn't even come up with other thoughts, he didn't even recognize who the person in front of him was, he just bumped left and right in Kan Ze's arms like a trapped animal, anxious It restlessly looks for a gap, rushing out to kill the escaped prey.

kill.

kill!

Such thoughts occupy everything, and all cells are screaming loudly.They raised their flags and waved them wildly, and the flags were planted all over the mountains and plains.

he--

He has no choice.

He must be killed!

"How dare you let me go—"

Si Jing raised his head, but the person in front of him suddenly fixed the back of his head.Kan Ze held him down with one hand, and clamped his hands with the other. Without even saying anything else, he lowered his head straight and kissed him.This was the first violent kiss between the two since they knew each other. It was completely devoid of the usual warmth. When their lips and teeth collided, Si Jing tasted a strong smell of blood.

He bit the man's mouth open.

Kan Ze still pressed him tightly, desperately attacking the city and conquering the territory, stroking his back over and over again through the suit.

"It's okay," the man whispered, "I'm here...I'm here."

"I want," Si Jing murmured as if he lost his soul in the collision of his lips and teeth, "I want to kill him...I want to hack him to death with that knife, cut him to pieces...hang him on the wall superior……"

"Why don't you let me kill him? Why don't you let me kill him!"

Kan Ze smiled broadly, but the words he said were completely different from the tyrannical words of the person in his arms.He patted the young man's shoulder and back repeatedly, combing Si Jing's tense and vigilant nerves.

"It's okay." Kan Ze said in a deep voice, "Don't worry."

"He can't hurt anyone now."

Si Jing trembled violently in his arms.

Across the wall, the host raised his voice: "Thank you for your concern for charity today——"

The applause was very clear, but it seemed to be far away from them.Si Jing's whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He grabbed Kan Ze's hand with great strength, and five deep marks were branded through his clothes.Kan Ze didn't seem to feel any pain at all, just hugged him tightly and kissed him over and over again.Those kisses spread from the cheeks to the neck, and finally managed to bring Si Jing back to his senses. He leaned his back against the rough wall, tilted his head slightly, and his voice was hoarse.

"Kan Ze?"

"Ah."

Si Jing fell into silence.After a while, like a drowning man grabbing the only piece of driftwood, he shouted again, "Kan Ze..."

There was still a bit of panic and tension in his voice, like a taut string, ready to explode at any time.Kan Ze clearly heard it, but bent down and kissed those trembling eyes.

"Xiao Hua wants to kill him." Kan Ze said, "Really?"

Si Jing nodded, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was covered by the man.

"--I go."

Si Jing trembled suddenly, and raised his eyes to look at him.

"You don't need Dirty Xiaohua's hands to kill this kind of person," Kan Ze covered his mouth and paused, "I'll go."

Si Jing was silent for a while, then grabbed the man's skirt tightly with his hand, wrapped it around his fingers a few times, and did not let go.

"You can't go." With the other hand, the cat pulled the man's hand covering his mouth, and gradually calmed down, the blood in his eyes slowly faded, and he regained his clarity little by little, "You can't be punished by heaven, I won't Let you suffer."

Kan Ze is not him.He has long been used to the pain, but Kan Ze is different.

He had tasted it, no matter what, he would not let the Six Gods try it.

It's enough to have him alone, with this blood on his hands.

The two looked at each other in the small utility room, Si Jing lowered his head and took out his cell phone.

He calmed down a lot now, and immediately felt something was wrong with this incident.

This is probably because someone specifically wanted to stimulate him and force him to kill in public.

It's just that the person behind him underestimated Kan Ze's influence.If there is no Kan Ze, everything will definitely go in the direction he planned. Si Jing would not even think about it. Under the watchful eyes of all the media and people present, beheading the escaped beast on the spot would not give him any chance of escaping again. Chance.

——For Si Jing, this is almost a dead end.

He called Jiaolong and explained the matter in a few words.The fox next to him understood it as soon as he heard it, and immediately asked the demon to find out how the people in the Neon Kingdom knew that there would be such a finale on display at the auction, and then went to investigate where the old artist received the final work. .

Jiaolong's old father was still a little worried, and asked over there, "Are you all right?"

He has seen Si Jing's way of killing people. It is almost impossible to describe it in terms of human beings. The beasts that rush to bite their prey don't have eyes full of hatred and resentment like his—those eyes are gloomy, covered with a thin layer of blood, like A complete lunatic.

Si Jing said briefly: "It's okay."

With these two words, he wiped away all the struggle and pain just now.Not knowing whether to convince himself or others, Si Jing lowered his head, bit his lower lip, and repeated, "It's okay."

Si Jing couldn't kill him.This is not the troubled times of the past. A foreign plutocrat is too sensitive, and if he dies here, it will bring more problems.

...he couldn't move his hands.

Revenge is necessary, but he has to find a safer way.

When they walked out of the utility room, Yamamoto was talking with several assistants beside him, leaning on crutches, and limping away into the distance.For some reason, he suddenly shivered and looked back.

The subordinate respectfully asked: "What can you do?"

Yamamoto looked at the backs of the two people behind him in surprise, and asked, "Who are they?"

Subordinates recognize it.He has stayed in this land, these two faces are quite famous, and their advertisements can be seen everywhere in the airport, "he is the star here."

"Just a star?"

The subordinate did not understand the meaning, "It is indeed a star."

Yamamoto was silent for a while, leaning heavily on the ground with his cane, he said, "Let's go."

-

At the same time, in the first unremarkable three-bedroom apartment in the city, the person ordered was still searching for the license plate number of the gray Xiali that Kan Ze had provided him before.The car had a fake license plate, so they couldn't find the information directly, so they had to hack into the surveillance network and follow the street surveillance to check the movement track of the car.

The person in the chair was smoking a cigarette, pressing the keyboard, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"It's located."

"Ok?"

His companion turned his head.

"I stopped in front of this building. This is yesterday's video... This is building No. 602 in this community. Seeing that the lights are on, it should be room 602.... [-]?"

The address seemed familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it.He lowered his head and flicked through the documents, finally took out a page, and suddenly got goosebumps.

"Damn it..." he murmured, "When Brother Kan gave us the license plate number of the gray Xiali from before, the two life assistants hadn't joined the job yet, right?"

"No," the companion didn't understand, "what's the matter?"

The man swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva one after another.

"But I saw this car on the surveillance camera." His scalp was a little numb, "on the road where the assistant in the studio got into a car accident. On the same day."

The companion was also taken aback.

"But what does that have to do with the newcomers?"

"—Because the name written on the real estate certificate of that house is his."

The man turned the screen around, and the two words on it were quite clear and bright, scalding people's eyes.

His cigarette fell to the ground.

"This person - what the hell is Luo Tai!"