Chapter 2220: 2220
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"Excuse me, what happened on the battlefield?"
"Did you witness the execution of the captives?"
"In your return process, what role did Lan Li play?"
"Someone condemns you for using personal connections. What is your response?"
"Your escape from the dead is based on the sacrifice of other people?"
"Do you feel guilty for your survival?"
Buzzing!
Buzzing!
Countless questions are surging in the empty parking lot. There are obviously only two paparazzi, but they create an illusion of being ambush on all sides. Under the overcast clouds, it becomes more and more depressed and heavy, and the thunder is brewing. The momentum suddenly burst out with a sense of doomsday, and that kind of anxiety and panic was spreading mightily.
run! run! Run at full speed!
Lan Li couldn't believe his eyes, and even his ears. Those **** paparazzi dare to ask such incredible questions, those disgusting paparazzi dare to encircle the innocent Edith like this, and those dirty paparazzi actually dare to encircle the innocent Edith. The use of such nasty methods has far exceeded Lan Li's imagination and broke the bottom line of professional ethics in the news industry.
Lan Li's mind was blank. He didn't have any thoughts. He just followed his instinct and ran at full speed, like a tiger descending a mountain, rushing forward.
Then Lan Li saw Edith who was in pain: she hugged her head tightly, and slammed on the steering wheel, her body trembled uncontrollably, that kind of awkward and embarrassed survival instinct seemed to be once again. The nightmare was awakened, and the dream broke the reality and became reality.
Damn it!
Damn, damn, damn!
Lan Li yelled angrily at the two paparazzi, "Go away! Go away!"
But the two paparazzi refused to "obey the order", and the flashes still flashed endlessly, like a bolt of thunder, illuminating the haze of the sky, and their aggressiveness created an invisible cage that imprisoned Edith tightly. Let her have nowhere to run, nor can she resist.
"Get away!" Lan Li didn't keep it anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed the shoulder of a paparazzi, and pulled it back. Then the paparazzi was overturned like a broken doll, but Lan Li There was no time to worry about what happened to the paparazzi, because he slammed his shoulders and slammed into another paparazzi, but he didn't expect to bump into it directly.
The paparazzi's position was slightly pulled away. When Lan Li collided, he took the initiative to step back and staggered the first wave of attacks. He bought himself some time, and finally managed to dodge Lan Li's first position. Two consecutive impacts.
Lan Li’s body slammed into the front of the car, and the powerful and fierce reaction force caused Lan Li’s shoulder muscles to groan painfully. Even the bones could feel the intense turbulence and impact, but At this moment, Lan Li couldn't take care of it at all. He quickly turned around and blocked the front window of the car. He cut off the paparazzi and continued to take Edith's route. He said viciously, "Go away! I'll let you all go away." Open! If you dare to continue like this, I promise, I will let you die rather than live!"
The two short sentences burst out like a machine gun, releasing infinite energy, but in the ever-changing chaos, they couldn't stop the opponent at all.
The paparazzi who successfully dodged did not show any signs of closing his hand. He raised the camera and pointed it at Lan Li, and kept pressing the shutter, still yelling excitedly, "You were poked. Is the wound? Are you angry now? Are you angry because your mask was uncovered? What are you hiding? Or are you like those **** national assholes?"
He is trying to irritate Lan Li.
For all paparazzi, the dream is to be able to anger Lan Li, drag the lofty gentleman into the mud, let him completely abandon the gentleman manner, make him completely embarrassed, embarrassed and cheap as an ordinary man. Struggle—Although the paparazzi tries to irritate every public figure, being able to insult a saint is always extremely exhilarating, just like breaking perfection.
Lan Li is such a special goal.
Today, he will succeed.
Those foul language is still babbling, but after careful discrimination, no definite attack and evidence can be found in it. All of them are just verbal scenes, without any core and context. Even if Lan Li was in a rage, he would not lose his mind because of such a clumsy method.
But at this moment, the paparazzi aimed the camera at Lan Li's back again, and the target was...Edith!
Damn it!
"I'll let you go away!" Lan Li's nerves were completely broken, and he rushed forward with two big strides, and with a full push, he overturned the opponent directly to the ground, bullying him indiscriminately. The people suppressed the opponent firmly, raised their fists high, and the powerful momentum that swept across the thousands of troops roared.
Seeing Lan Li lose his reason and move forward, the paparazzi couldn't help but cheer. Looking around the world, no one has ever really angered Lan Li, and he will become the first one in the world-he has completely forgotten Paul at the time- When Walker was hospitalized, only one person suppressed the blue gift of the audience, but he didn't need to wait too long, because immediately, he smelled death.
In Lan Li's deep eyes, he could not see any **** breath at all, only a patch of calmness, as cold as the Arctic glacier, but bursting out with a vicious spirit of killing and decisiveness, like a blade. When he rushed to his face, he realized what mistake he had made.
But it was too late.
That tight fist slammed down like a rainbow, which made the paparazzi close his eyes tightly. However, the fist did not fall as expected, but hit his cheek, "Huh! "The fierce fist wind slapped a slap on the cheek fiercely, and it was so hot that a muffled noise could be heard clearly, and then the cheeks and bones began to groan/groan.
After all, Lan Li still had a trace of reason, did not smash his fist directly on the head, otherwise he could not guarantee whether he would smash this "water scoop" directly, but the anger still could not be vented, he had to burst out, "I told you You! Get out! Get out! Get out of all of you residues!"
Punch!
Punch again!
Another punch!
"You all stay away from my family!"
The heavy fist hit the ground fiercely, and a burst of blood began to spread and roll, and the calm and dull depression broke out with a **** brutality, swept violently and violently, and screamed in the ears. , And even faintly can feel the trembling of the ground.
Horrible!
The other paparazzi who had just been knocked away by Lan Li finally found his balance after falling on all sides and stood up again. Then he saw Lan Li collided like a bull and entangled with his peers. Being together, this made him couldn't help but get excited: Do you want to witness history?
It's fighting! It's really fighting!
The excitement exploded across the board and he raised the camera, trying to use film to record historical moments.
But soon, that excitement was replaced by fear. He witnessed Lan Li hitting it with one punch and one punch. It was obvious that every punch hit the ground, and he would miss the face that was suppressed to death. Kong made his colleagues completely unable to resist, and the whole person was curled up under Lan Li's fist like an ant, shivering.
The brutality and violence, like a beast, opened its teeth and danced its claws, penetrating the constraints of the space, and rushing toward his face brutally and bloodily, making his knees start to weaken, as if he were the prey under the claws of a lion. Forgot to press the shutter, the only thought in my mind was to run away, lest he become the next target-but the problem was that he couldn't move his feet at all, his legs were like noodles, unable to use force.
"Help!" He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound. His throat seemed to be pinched tightly. He was witnessing the bloodiest and most brutal scene with his own eyes. His stomach started to roll~www.novelhall.com~that The strong **** smell is constantly surging, and every pore can feel that kind of fear.
As a bystander, the paparazzi couldn't even close his eyes.
As the person involved, the paparazzi couldn't help but began to shiver.
But Lan Li still had no intention of giving up. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and slammed down towards the target, one after another.
That anger and sadness have been suppressed for too long and too long. Since Edith disappeared, she has been accumulating, but she has never found a catharsis, those self-blame, those guilt, those worries, those fears, those pains, those After fear, bit by bit, like toxins accumulated and precipitated, it was unknowingly changing him, and also changing Edith and Arthur. Now finally released completely.
"what!"
A buzzing muffled sound erupted from the depths of Lan Li's chest. All emotions were vented unreservedly, from fist to roar, bursting into one body, and finally the fist was nailed to the ground fiercely. The brutal air wave raged like a blade, and it seemed that it had left wounds on the skin visibly.
at last!
Lan Li finally closed his fist, the paparazzi who was lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw Lan Li's **** fist from the corner of his sight. The **** breath came on his nose, easily stinging his nerves; But compared to his fists, what was more shocking were those eyes. The cold eyes could not find the slightest temperature, which made people shudder.
How to do?
What should he do now? The man made a knife and I was a fish. He is now a fish on the chopping board. If Lan Li really smashed his fist, would he be willing to sacrifice his life for justice? Is he willing to use his physical damage to make bigger news? What should he do?
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"Excuse me, what happened on the battlefield?"
"Did you witness the execution of the captives?"
"In your return process, what role did Lan Li play?"
"Someone condemns you for using personal connections. What is your response?"
"Your escape from the dead is based on the sacrifice of other people?"
"Do you feel guilty for your survival?"
Buzzing!
Buzzing!
Countless questions are surging in the empty parking lot. There are obviously only two paparazzi, but they create an illusion of being ambush on all sides. Under the overcast clouds, it becomes more and more depressed and heavy, and the thunder is brewing. The momentum suddenly burst out with a sense of doomsday, and that kind of anxiety and panic was spreading mightily.
run! run! Run at full speed!
Lan Li couldn't believe his eyes, and even his ears. Those **** paparazzi dare to ask such incredible questions, those disgusting paparazzi dare to encircle the innocent Edith like this, and those dirty paparazzi actually dare to encircle the innocent Edith. The use of such nasty methods has far exceeded Lan Li's imagination and broke the bottom line of professional ethics in the news industry.
Lan Li's mind was blank. He didn't have any thoughts. He just followed his instinct and ran at full speed, like a tiger descending a mountain, rushing forward.
Then Lan Li saw Edith who was in pain: she hugged her head tightly, and slammed on the steering wheel, her body trembled uncontrollably, that kind of awkward and embarrassed survival instinct seemed to be once again. The nightmare was awakened, and the dream broke the reality and became reality.
Damn it!
Damn, damn, damn!
Lan Li yelled angrily at the two paparazzi, "Go away! Go away!"
But the two paparazzi refused to "obey the order", and the flashes still flashed endlessly, like a bolt of thunder, illuminating the haze of the sky, and their aggressiveness created an invisible cage that imprisoned Edith tightly. Let her have nowhere to run, nor can she resist.
"Get away!" Lan Li didn't keep it anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed the shoulder of a paparazzi, and pulled it back. Then the paparazzi was overturned like a broken doll, but Lan Li There was no time to worry about what happened to the paparazzi, because he slammed his shoulders and slammed into another paparazzi, but he didn't expect to bump into it directly.
The paparazzi's position was slightly pulled away. When Lan Li collided, he took the initiative to step back and staggered the first wave of attacks. He bought himself some time, and finally managed to dodge Lan Li's first position. Two consecutive impacts.
Lan Li’s body slammed into the front of the car, and the powerful and fierce reaction force caused Lan Li’s shoulder muscles to groan painfully. Even the bones could feel the intense turbulence and impact, but At this moment, Lan Li couldn't take care of it at all. He quickly turned around and blocked the front window of the car. He cut off the paparazzi and continued to take Edith's route. He said viciously, "Go away! I'll let you all go away." Open! If you dare to continue like this, I promise, I will let you die rather than live!"
The two short sentences burst out like a machine gun, releasing infinite energy, but in the ever-changing chaos, they couldn't stop the opponent at all.
The paparazzi who successfully dodged did not show any signs of closing his hand. He raised the camera and pointed it at Lan Li, and kept pressing the shutter, still yelling excitedly, "You were poked. Is the wound? Are you angry now? Are you angry because your mask was uncovered? What are you hiding? Or are you like those **** national assholes?"
He is trying to irritate Lan Li.
For all paparazzi, the dream is to be able to anger Lan Li, drag the lofty gentleman into the mud, let him completely abandon the gentleman manner, make him completely embarrassed, embarrassed and cheap as an ordinary man. Struggle—Although the paparazzi tries to irritate every public figure, being able to insult a saint is always extremely exhilarating, just like breaking perfection.
Lan Li is such a special goal.
Today, he will succeed.
Those foul language is still babbling, but after careful discrimination, no definite attack and evidence can be found in it. All of them are just verbal scenes, without any core and context. Even if Lan Li was in a rage, he would not lose his mind because of such a clumsy method.
But at this moment, the paparazzi aimed the camera at Lan Li's back again, and the target was...Edith!
Damn it!
"I'll let you go away!" Lan Li's nerves were completely broken, and he rushed forward with two big strides, and with a full push, he overturned the opponent directly to the ground, bullying him indiscriminately. The people suppressed the opponent firmly, raised their fists high, and the powerful momentum that swept across the thousands of troops roared.
Seeing Lan Li lose his reason and move forward, the paparazzi couldn't help but cheer. Looking around the world, no one has ever really angered Lan Li, and he will become the first one in the world-he has completely forgotten Paul at the time- When Walker was hospitalized, only one person suppressed the blue gift of the audience, but he didn't need to wait too long, because immediately, he smelled death.
In Lan Li's deep eyes, he could not see any **** breath at all, only a patch of calmness, as cold as the Arctic glacier, but bursting out with a vicious spirit of killing and decisiveness, like a blade. When he rushed to his face, he realized what mistake he had made.
But it was too late.
That tight fist slammed down like a rainbow, which made the paparazzi close his eyes tightly. However, the fist did not fall as expected, but hit his cheek, "Huh! "The fierce fist wind slapped a slap on the cheek fiercely, and it was so hot that a muffled noise could be heard clearly, and then the cheeks and bones began to groan/groan.
After all, Lan Li still had a trace of reason, did not smash his fist directly on the head, otherwise he could not guarantee whether he would smash this "water scoop" directly, but the anger still could not be vented, he had to burst out, "I told you You! Get out! Get out! Get out of all of you residues!"
Punch!
Punch again!
Another punch!
"You all stay away from my family!"
The heavy fist hit the ground fiercely, and a burst of blood began to spread and roll, and the calm and dull depression broke out with a **** brutality, swept violently and violently, and screamed in the ears. , And even faintly can feel the trembling of the ground.
Horrible!
The other paparazzi who had just been knocked away by Lan Li finally found his balance after falling on all sides and stood up again. Then he saw Lan Li collided like a bull and entangled with his peers. Being together, this made him couldn't help but get excited: Do you want to witness history?
It's fighting! It's really fighting!
The excitement exploded across the board and he raised the camera, trying to use film to record historical moments.
But soon, that excitement was replaced by fear. He witnessed Lan Li hitting it with one punch and one punch. It was obvious that every punch hit the ground, and he would miss the face that was suppressed to death. Kong made his colleagues completely unable to resist, and the whole person was curled up under Lan Li's fist like an ant, shivering.
The brutality and violence, like a beast, opened its teeth and danced its claws, penetrating the constraints of the space, and rushing toward his face brutally and bloodily, making his knees start to weaken, as if he were the prey under the claws of a lion. Forgot to press the shutter, the only thought in my mind was to run away, lest he become the next target-but the problem was that he couldn't move his feet at all, his legs were like noodles, unable to use force.
"Help!" He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound. His throat seemed to be pinched tightly. He was witnessing the bloodiest and most brutal scene with his own eyes. His stomach started to roll~www.novelhall.com~that The strong **** smell is constantly surging, and every pore can feel that kind of fear.
As a bystander, the paparazzi couldn't even close his eyes.
As the person involved, the paparazzi couldn't help but began to shiver.
But Lan Li still had no intention of giving up. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and slammed down towards the target, one after another.
That anger and sadness have been suppressed for too long and too long. Since Edith disappeared, she has been accumulating, but she has never found a catharsis, those self-blame, those guilt, those worries, those fears, those pains, those After fear, bit by bit, like toxins accumulated and precipitated, it was unknowingly changing him, and also changing Edith and Arthur. Now finally released completely.
"what!"
A buzzing muffled sound erupted from the depths of Lan Li's chest. All emotions were vented unreservedly, from fist to roar, bursting into one body, and finally the fist was nailed to the ground fiercely. The brutal air wave raged like a blade, and it seemed that it had left wounds on the skin visibly.
at last!
Lan Li finally closed his fist, the paparazzi who was lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw Lan Li's **** fist from the corner of his sight. The **** breath came on his nose, easily stinging his nerves; But compared to his fists, what was more shocking were those eyes. The cold eyes could not find the slightest temperature, which made people shudder.
How to do?
What should he do now? The man made a knife and I was a fish. He is now a fish on the chopping board. If Lan Li really smashed his fist, would he be willing to sacrifice his life for justice? Is he willing to use his physical damage to make bigger news? What should he do?
"Excuse me, what happened on the battlefield?""Did you witness the execution of the captives?""In your return process, what role did Lan Li play?""Someone condemns you for using personal connections. What is your response?""Your escape from the dead is based on the sacrifice of other people?""Do you feel guilty for your survival?"Buzzing!Buzzing!Countless questions are surging in the empty parking lot. There are obviously only two paparazzi, but they create an illusion of being ambush on all sides. Under the overcast clouds, it becomes more and more depressed and heavy, and the thunder is brewing. The momentum suddenly burst out with a sense of doomsday, and that kind of anxiety and panic was spreading mightily.run! run! Run at full speed!Lan Li couldn't believe his eyes, and even his ears. Those **** paparazzi dare to ask such incredible questions, those disgusting paparazzi dare to encircle the innocent Edith like this, and those dirty paparazzi actually dare to encircle the innocent Edith. The use of such nasty methods has far exceeded Lan Li's imagination and broke the bottom line of professional ethics in the news industry.Lan Li's mind was blank. He didn't have any thoughts. He just followed his instinct and ran at full speed, like a tiger descending a mountain, rushing forward.Then Lan Li saw Edith who was in pain: she hugged her head tightly, and slammed on the steering wheel, her body trembled uncontrollably, that kind of awkward and embarrassed survival instinct seemed to be once again. The nightmare was awakened, and the dream broke the reality and became reality.Damn it!Damn, damn, damn!Lan Li yelled angrily at the two paparazzi, "Go away! Go away!"But the two paparazzi refused to "obey the order", and the flashes still flashed endlessly, like a bolt of thunder, illuminating the haze of the sky, and their aggressiveness created an invisible cage that imprisoned Edith tightly. Let her have nowhere to run, nor can she resist."Get away!" Lan Li didn't keep it anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed the shoulder of a paparazzi, and pulled it back. Then the paparazzi was overturned like a broken doll, but Lan Li There was no time to worry about what happened to the paparazzi, because he slammed his shoulders and slammed into another paparazzi, but he didn't expect to bump into it directly.The paparazzi's position was slightly pulled away. When Lan Li collided, he took the initiative to step back and staggered the first wave of attacks. He bought himself some time, and finally managed to dodge Lan Li's first position. Two consecutive impacts.Lan Li's body slammed into the front of the car, and the powerful and fierce reaction force caused Lan Li's shoulder muscles to groan painfully. Even the bones could feel the intense turbulence and impact, but At this moment, Lan Li couldn't take care of it at all. He quickly turned around and blocked the front window of the car. He cut off the paparazzi and continued to take Edith's route. He said viciously, "Go away! I'll let you all go away." Open! If you dare to continue like this, I promise, I will let you die rather than live!"The two short sentences burst out like a machine gun, releasing infinite energy, but in the ever-changing chaos, they couldn't stop the opponent at all.The paparazzi who successfully dodged did not show any signs of closing his hand. He raised the camera and pointed it at Lan Li, and kept pressing the shutter, still yelling excitedly, "You were poked. Is the wound? Are you angry now? Are you angry because your mask was uncovered? What are you hiding? Or are you like those **** national assholes?"He is trying to irritate Lan Li.For all paparazzi, the dream is to be able to anger Lan Li, drag the lofty gentleman into the mud, let him completely abandon the gentleman manner, make him completely embarrassed, embarrassed and cheap as an ordinary man. StruggleAlthough the paparazzi tries to irritate every public figure, being able to insult a saint is always extremely exhilarating, just like breaking perfection.Lan Li is such a special goal.Today, he will succeed.Those foul language is still babbling, but after careful discrimination, no definite attack and evidence can be found in it. All of them are just verbal scenes, without any core and context. Even if Lan Li was in a rage, he would not lose his mind because of such a clumsy method.But at this moment, the paparazzi aimed the camera at Lan Li's back again, and the target was...Edith!Damn it!"I'll let you go away!" Lan Li's nerves were completely broken, and he rushed forward with two big strides, and with a full push, he overturned the opponent directly to the ground, bullying him indiscriminately. The people suppressed the opponent firmly, raised their fists high, and the powerful momentum that swept across the thousands of troops roared.Seeing Lan Li lose his reason and move forward, the paparazzi couldn't help but cheer. Looking around the world, no one has ever really angered Lan Li, and he will become the first one in the world-he has completely forgotten Paul at the time- When Walker was hospitalized, only one person suppressed the blue gift of the audience, but he didn't need to wait too long, because immediately, he smelled death.In Lan Li's deep eyes, he could not see any **** breath at all, only a patch of calmness, as cold as the Arctic glacier, but bursting out with a vicious spirit of killing and decisiveness, like a blade. When he rushed to his face, he realized what mistake he had made.But it was too late.That tight fist slammed down like a rainbow, which made the paparazzi close his eyes tightly. However, the fist did not fall as expected, but hit his cheek, "Huh! "The fierce fist wind slapped a slap on the cheek fiercely, and it was so hot that a muffled noise could be heard clearly, and then the cheeks and bones began to groan/groan.After all, Lan Li still had a trace of reason, did not smash his fist directly on the head, otherwise he could not guarantee whether he would smash this "water scoop" directly, but the anger still could not be vented, he had to burst out, "I told you You! Get out! Get out! Get out of all of you residues!"Punch!Punch again!Another punch!"You all stay away from my family!"The heavy fist hit the ground fiercely, and a burst of blood began to spread and roll, and the calm and dull depression broke out with a **** brutality, swept violently and violently, and screamed in the ears. , And even faintly can feel the trembling of the ground.Horrible!The other paparazzi who had just been knocked away by Lan Li finally found his balance after falling on all sides and stood up again. Then he saw Lan Li collided like a bull and entangled with his peers. Being together, this made him couldn't help but get excited: Do you want to witness history?It's fighting! It's really fighting!The excitement exploded across the board and he raised the camera, trying to use film to record historical moments.But soon, that excitement was replaced by fear. He witnessed Lan Li hitting it with one punch and one punch. It was obvious that every punch hit the ground, and he would miss the face that was suppressed to death. Kong made his colleagues completely unable to resist, and the whole person was curled up under Lan Li's fist like an ant, shivering.The brutality and violence, like a beast, opened its teeth and danced its claws, penetrating the constraints of the space, and rushing toward his face brutally and bloodily, making his knees start to weaken, as if he were the prey under the claws of a lion. Forgot to press the shutter, the only thought in my mind was to run away, lest he become the next target-but the problem was that he couldn't move his feet at all, his legs were like noodles, unable to use force."Help!" He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound. His throat seemed to be pinched tightly. He was witnessing the bloodiest and most brutal scene with his own eyes. His stomach started to roll~www.novelhall.com~that The strong **** smell is constantly surging, and every pore can feel that kind of fear.As a bystander, the paparazzi couldn't even close his eyes.As the person involved, the paparazzi couldn't help but began to shiver.But Lan Li still had no intention of giving up. He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and slammed down towards the target, one after another.That anger and sadness have been suppressed for too long and too long. Since Edith disappeared, she has been accumulating, but she has never found a catharsis, those self-blame, those guilt, those worries, those fears, those pains, those After fear, bit by bit, like toxins accumulated and precipitated, it was unknowingly changing him, and also changing Edith and Arthur. Now finally released completely."what!"A buzzing muffled sound erupted from the depths of Lan Li's chest. All emotions were vented unreservedly, from fist to roar, bursting into one body, and finally the fist was nailed to the ground fiercely. The brutal air wave raged like a blade, and it seemed that it had left wounds on the skin visibly.at last!Lan Li finally closed his fist, the paparazzi who was lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw Lan Li's **** fist from the corner of his sight. The **** breath came on his nose, easily stinging his nerves; But compared to his fists, what was more shocking were those eyes. The cold eyes could not find the slightest temperature, which made people shudder.How to do?What should he do now? The man made a knife and I was a fish. He is now a fish on the chopping board. If Lan Li really smashed his fist, would he be willing to sacrifice his life for justice? Is he willing to use his physical damage to make bigger news? What should he do?
