Chapter 137

A moment later, Qi Yu and other more than 30 fans waiting outside the back door of the hotel finally saw the appearance of the minibus.

However, beside the minibus, there were four bodyguards in black wearing sunglasses, all with cold faces, as if they were tough characters in the film.

And everyone can see that the walking state of the minibus is not normal. It seems to be pushed and pushed by two bodyguards in black.

More than 30 fans present are adults with certain social experience. They are not fools trapped in the ivory tower all day. They naturally realize what happened.

"Shet! Is my minibus lady liked by a local big man in Los Angeles?" said a fan from New Orleans.

"However, looking at her, it seems that she was taken away by force," another Korean fan continued.

"At least, the minibus is also a Chinese star going international. If you dare to move her, you must be one of the top leaders in Los Angeles." a local fan in Los Angeles analyzed.

"Don't worry about them! Dare to bully my minibus? Brothers, go!" fat uncle, as the default leader of the fan team, waved his hand and immediately ran over with more than 30 fans behind him.

Fat uncle hurried to the minibus, gasping for breath. He was just about to ask if the minibus was OK and needed their help. Suddenly, he was stopped by two bodyguards in black.

"Hey..." fat uncle was about to speak when he was interrupted by a bodyguard in black.

"Go away!" black, the boss of the bodyguard in black, immediately scolded and said impolitely.

"What did you say? You have the guts to say it again..."

But fat uncle said more and more later, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

Because the black in front of him opened his clothes directly and deliberately, revealed a black pistol inserted in his waist, put his hand on the handle and tried to pull out the pistol at any time.

After all, fat uncle is a Chinese of Chinese nationality. Under the strict gun control environment in China, in fact, he hasn't even touched the real gun. Now he sees that the bodyguard in black has a gun and needs to draw a gun at any time. Fat uncle is a little counselled and has a serious lack of confidence. Although there are more than 30 fans and teammates behind him, he is still very empty and flustered.

Because once the other party shoots, let alone the other party chooses to blow his head, even if he just shoots at his legs and feet, he will become lame for the rest of his life!

Many fans behind the fat uncle became nervous when they observed the scene that black wanted to draw a gun.

"Why don't you talk?" black sneered with disdain, showing a strong sense of contempt, "We are working for the respected Mr. Smith. In such a big Los Angeles City, Mr. Smith is the king of the underground world, just like the old king in New York City. I'm not afraid to tell you that even if I shoot you here today, under the protection of Mr. Smith, I will be safe in the end! If you know it, take you poor people quickly My worms, roll as far as you can! "

Most of these more than 30 fans are Chinese fans who came from China to help. Basically, they came to this Los Angeles City in the United States for the first time. They don't know who Black said "Mr. Smith".

So a man whispered, "who is Mr. Smith he said, a very powerful person?"

Hearing the speech, one of the local glasses men in Los Angeles answered, and the others came together curiously to listen: "Mr. Smith is the president of a $100 billion large group in Los Angeles. It is said that he is also the behind the scenes boss of the largest gangster demon gang in Los Angeles. There are hundreds of pure thugs in his hands. In this city, even when the mayor meets Mr. Smith, he has to give him three thin faces, like other prosecutors, directors and detectives Such officials must give him at least seven points of face. "

After listening to the explanation of the local Los Angeles fan, the people couldn't help taking a breath. Where can we afford to provoke such big people? It's so terrible!

Even fat uncle, the number one die hard fan, has shaken his heart in maintaining the minibus. His Chinese teacher taught him before that he can chase stars, but there must be a limit. For example, he must not take his life in.

Just when fat uncle hesitated to lead the fan support group to retreat, Qi Yu came over at this time, which can be regarded as a good step for fat uncle in a confused state.

"Uncle, forget it." Qi Yu stepped forward and pulled fat uncle back. "I know a very powerful friend who will help solve this matter. As for us, don't worry about it first. Trust me, the minibus will be fine."

"Really... Really?" with such a step, fat uncle half pushed back. It's not that he doesn't want to help the minibus. The key is that the other four people have guns, not to mention the backstage of a super big man. They really have no way!

However, after hearing Qi Yu's words, black couldn't help laughing and said to the other three bodyguards in Black: "giggle, this yellow monkey is really interesting. He said he has a great friend who can solve this matter and can get our great Mr. Smith. Can't you find a few people in the big city of Los Angeles?"

"Maybe the yellow monkey is the illegitimate son secretly born by the mayor or state councilor with a yellow woman?" another bodyguard in black mocked.

"Hahaha, just because he wears this silly fork and the front of his clothes is still a big picture of a woman, how can he be the illegitimate son of the mayor or state councilor. As a fool who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth, our demon Gang doesn't know how many people are killed every year." another bodyguard in black sneered.

The minibus couldn't stand the taunts of the black bodyguards on their fans. She tried to keep smiling, spoke loudly to the fans in front, and deliberately covered the voices of the black bodyguards. "Thank you very much for your support. I'll just go to dinner with others later. There should be no accident. Don't worry!"

Speaking of this, di minibus pursed his red lips and waved: "we'll see you at the North City Sports Center of Los Angeles at 7:00 this evening!"

After that, she obediently cooperated with the bodyguards and got on the bus. She did so to try her best to ensure that these hateful bodyguards would not embarrass her fans.

Now, she can only hope that the next thing is really just to have a simple meal with the big man, rather than something too much.

But when she thought that she was just a powerless female artist, she couldn't help feeling a deep sense of powerlessness from the bottom of her heart.

Compared with the real big man in Los Angeles, it is difficult for him to hold the throat of fate, dare not offend or resist, and the only thing he can do is pray.

Pray that a miracle will happen tonight