"Yes, let's get inside, get inside!"

A group of neon people all raised their hands and began to shout. There is a posture that if you don't agree, we will never leave.

"Sir, please calm down. You really can't go in." The policeman was still smiling and said, "if you disturb the order of the scene again, we will start after three warnings to you."

"Warning? I'm afraid you can't warn me? "

The moustache man was directly angry and said in poor Chinese language, "I'm a foreign investor in your China. The tax paid to the central government every year has to be tens of millions. Do you want to do something to me?"

"Sir, we warn you for the first time, please don't disturb the order any more!" The police didn't care who you were, they started the warning.

There are so many people waiting to enter, but there is not so much time to talk with them!

"Everyone, they protect the Chinese people and bully us foreigners. Can we agree?"

The moustache man is very smart. Instead of fighting against the police alone, he began to stir up the emotions of the people around him.

"No, no..."

Sure enough, the neon people around were excited. Many people rolled up their sleeves to see that they were going to rush to the post by force.

"Second warning, please..."

The police's face began to change. It was nothing for him to deal with three or more people, but if there were too many people, he could only be beaten.

So while he was warning, his right hand was behind him, gesturing to his colleagues.

The policeman at the back understood the gesture as soon as he saw it. He took out his walkie talkie and began to contact more colleagues to deal with the incident here.

But now the situation is urgent. Even if we wait for reinforcements, it will be five or six minutes later.

If these people rush to the post by force, let alone five or six minutes, it only takes one minute.

"Warning? Everybody, go

A look of excitement flashed on his mustache face. The hand that had grasped the policeman's collar suddenly pulled him to one side.

The remaining 20 or so neon people are all like this. Regardless of the men and women, they rush towards the ticket gate with excited faces.

Originally, these people were not far away from the gate, about two or three meters away, so when they rushed past, the team at the gate was still very long.

As soon as they rush, the person in front of them will be scattered, and the whole team will follow them

"Well, what did I say? Why are you pushing back? "

"There seems to be someone punching the card ahead. Don't they have tickets?"

"I'll go. Is that all right? Are they iron? The police don't care... "

The long team didn't know what was going on at all. While they were discussing one by one, they also tried to look ahead.

The more it spreads to the back, the more people talk about it.

……

More than ten meters away, there is a staff passage.

Looking at the chaotic side, Lang Wenxing and others looked at each other.

"How arrogant are these guys?" Lang Wenxing said.

Lin Xuefeng said: "that is, they can only blame themselves for buying scalper tickets. How can they even force them to rush the cards?"

"No, I'll do you a favor!"

Liu Zixia's eyebrows twisted, his right hand on the white railing with a height of more than 120 cm, and the whole person jumped over like a rabbit.

"Ah, Zixia..."

Lang Wenxing didn't notice. Liu Zixia had already jumped over. He just came to scream, shook his head and said: "impulsive!"

Seeing that the neon people, led by the moustache, were about to rush into the passageway, Liu Zixia rushed past with an arrow.

I didn't dare to use too much power, but maybe Mingjin's power easily broke through the neon crowd.

"Who is it?"

The neon people at the back felt that there was a strong force coming from behind and forced them to separate, so they turned back one after another.

Before we can see who it is, the back neck is tight. Then the whole person experiences the feeling of flying in the clouds and flies towards the back.

But Liu Zixia, one by one, grabbed the back collars of those people, and then suddenly threw them away a few meters away.

As for falling on the ground will be injured... Strength control is still good, injury is impossible, at most buttocks egg. Son pain for two days.

As a result, a few meters outside the open space is like dumplings, a neon butt down to the ground.

Fortunately, it's not aimed at the back, or it's stacked. The guy at the bottom may not be harmed.

"This guy is too fierce. He is so powerful!"

"It's from the staff passageway. Should it be the staff?"

"A neon man in one hand is thrown back. It's really exciting..."

There are "people" in the sky. Of course, this dramatic scene is seen by the long line of people over there.

Many people seize the opportunity, take out their mobile phones and "click" a few times, record the scene, then edit a copy and send it to the circle of friends.

These days, such spectacles are not common. Why don't you show them off?

Liu Zixia doesn't know that many people's circle of friends has been fried. He has rushed to the front, that is, behind the moustache.

This side just catches his back collar, this guy unexpectedly has a reaction, straight a back top elbow, toward Liu Zixia's heart nest top in the past.

"Still a practitioner!"

Liu Zixia's eyes flashed a surprise, but it was only limited to surprise. This back elbow barely entered the level of Mingjin.

So Liu Zixia just moved a little step to the left, and his hand holding the collar of the mustard didn't loosen, so he pulled back.

At the same time, he also came to the left side of the mustard body, raised his foot and kicked it towards the back of the mustard.

Bang!

Let him be a master, also want to drink Liu Zixia's foot water.

This kick directly kicked him back in front of the policeman who had just had the conflict, and the action was crisp and neat!

"Hiss!"

The pain from the waist made the Mustard's face suddenly turn white. He could not help taking a breath of cool air, and tears came down.

For a moment, the entrance was quiet, and everyone was stunned to see the scene.

All of a sudden, it took less than a minute from Liu Zixia to solve all the neon people.

It's like making a movie. It's a bit fake.

Looking at the air-conditioned mustache in front of Daozi himself, the two policemen were a little confused.

As soon as they started to stop these neon people, a shadow came up, and then they picked up a small neon. Did they solve it?

Isn't that great?

"Continue to check in!"

Liu Zixia waved to the staff at the ticket gate, then went to the policeman and said, "arrange people to come here and catch all these guys!"

With these words, he walked towards the staff passageway.

A policeman opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the policeman who had been confronting with the mustard pulled him, saluted Liu Zixia and said, "yes!"

No matter who he is, as long as the problem here is solved, even if the other party has no law enforcement power, it will also give us Chinese face!

At this time, if you ask someone who they are and take them to take notes, is it still a human business?