Chapter 1413

"Another day. We'll have a good talk another day. "

Lanli said with a smile, but it seemed that he had consumed the last bit of energy in his body. He tried to turn around, walk gracefully, and then calmly leave the crowd. As usual, all reporters would spontaneously give way to let him leave; But lanli overestimated his physical strength and energy.

The whole back has been thoroughly soaked, and the intense overdraft feeling is causing nausea one after another. It is like a drowning man in the ocean, beating his hands and legs as hard as he can, but the waves are mercilessly one after another, and even the last remaining physical strength is exhausted, when the will to survive is exhausted, All of a sudden, there is a kind of desperation and abandonment of struggle.

Even if Langley wanted to turn around and leave now, he couldn't help it.

His knees softened and seemed to be shaking slightly. Obviously, this is not because of Hukou's injury, but because of Andrew's inferiority and cowardice, he is slowly taking over the initiative.

However, he could only move his steps quietly, leaning slightly against the back wall, but still did not completely rely on it. Instead, he felt the sense of dependence and steadiness coming from behind him, which made his body relax a little. The whole person was like tottering. The trance shaking was making his last physical strength almost disappear.

At the moment, lanli is weaker than ever.

He can't help but gently tug at the corner of his mouth. Is this self inflicted?

The problem is that nature is never soft. Even in the face of helpless and helpless life, the ocean will not sympathize or pity, but will devour life more ruthlessly and fleeting. At this moment, the same is true.

In the face of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the paparazzi not only didn't leave and didn't evacuate, but also pressed forward step by step, tightening the encirclement. The dense crowd was getting more and more crowded, almost suffocating. It seemed that even the oxygen had no living space, only the carbon dioxide was surging.

"Lan Li, please explain what the latest news is about?"

"Is the rumor between you and diesel true?"

"Are you and marvel going to work together?"

"What about gossip?"

"Are you crowding out diesel?"

"Does that mean you're going to have more power?"

"Hype?"

The questions became more and more short and urgent. They chased and beat like a storm. They smashed at Lan Li fiercely.

Gradually, in the face of Lan Li, who was unable to fight back, the question lost its meaning and evolved into an explosion, an attack and a catharsis. His voice inevitably took a trace of anger. Just like the criticism meeting, every face began to twist, and even his eyes became red. After he lost his mind, he burst out a breath of horror.

The emotion that has been hidden for so long, the anger that has been suppressed for so long, is finally released today.

That's what Langley deserves, isn't it?

Who let Lan Li always put on a high posture, always bullying them? Who let lanli always have boundless scenery, egot has been achieved, and never met any real setbacks? Who let lanli always pretend to be professional and treat the news media with a lofty and arrogant attitude? Who let Lan Li throw himself into the net to expose his weakness, and thus become their plate lunch?

Who let Langley be the top presence in Hollywood, and all the topics and concerns revolve around him? Who makes the whole industry focus on lanli now? Who let Langley be the center of focus? Even shooting an independent film that nobody cares about can cause so many topics?

Now that lanli has enjoyed such a long time of praise and pursuit, he has a smooth journey to the top; So now it's time for him to have a good taste of the experience.

This is reincarnation, this is retribution. This is the law of existence in nature.

Yes, that's it! You can't blame them! They just seized the opportunity.

Every face in the sight became bloody and brutal, and reason was running out of control little by little. All kinds of problems completely flooded Lan Li like a flood, leaving no breathing space. Even the fighting power had been completely lost, let alone fighting back.

During the attack, the paparazzi's negative emotions are all released. Even the dark side that they are not aware of is opening their teeth and pawing. The problem is becoming more and more sharp, more and more red fruit and more brutal——

"Does the hall family have a partnership with Hollywood?"

"Did the previous awards have trading elements in them?"

"Is there a default deal between the three major European film festivals and the nobility?"

"Do you think you deserve egot?"

"Do you feel like a great actor?"

"Are you deliberately hyping gossip?"

"Are you using diesel to make news?"

"After entering Hollywood, have you met the hidden rules?"

"Rumor has it that you refused Harvey Weinstein's offer, which led to the tearing of your face, right?"

"It's said that you made love to Jennifer Lawrence and got rejected. That's why you got angry and broke up."

Things are getting more and more out of the ordinary. There is no basis and no source. Just like the venomous pus, he vomited towards Lan Li, slowly and slowly drowning him. From interview to attack, from questioning to catharsis, from seizing a good opportunity to taking revenge.

Lan Li has been trapped in a rut and has nowhere to escape.

His back was firmly against the wall, but he didn't even have the strength to rush left and right. The vicious language and ferocious face came to his face like a torrential wind and rain. There was a burst of drums on his ears again, "bang bang" "bang bang". There was no place to escape, as if even the whole brain had been filled with those drums, Almost out of breath.

Sure enough, you can't live if you commit iniquity.

The corner of Lan Li's mouth rose slightly, showing a smile of self mockery. He dug the hole by himself. Do you want to jump down now?

In fact, Edith is right. He is a fool. His stubbornness and bigotry, his pride and stubbornness, his ego and arrogance will bury him and destroy himself sooner or later. Maybe that day will finally come. But interestingly, does he regret it? He didn't regret it at all.

So, he is a fool to the extreme.

Slowly, Lan Li squatted down slowly, holding his head in both hands, trying to stop the pain of splitting headache, but it was only in vain. The taste of digging out the heart and bones was rampant in the brain. No matter how to alleviate and protect, the pain deeply imprinted on the soul could not be alleviated. It just made people want to roar and roar.

When the pain reached the extreme, a white light appeared in front of his eyes. Zhang Luan was flying disorderly. He tried to reach out to catch it, but before he could touch it, the white light disappeared. Then the whole world fled into the endless darkness, and the pain broke out like a power failure, directly cutting off all perception.

Lanli closed his eyes tightly. The two worlds were broken and smashed. All the pictures and memories belonged to lanli, Andrew and the boy who could not move on the bed. Everything was completely disrupted, and the boundary between reality and illusion no longer existed.

Drumbeats.

Drumbeats.

Drumbeats.

There was only one belief left in his mind. The "whipping" played by Bardi rich began to melt in his mind. Every detail, every rhythm and every force was so clear and accurate that he began to beat the rhythm with his own fingers on his head involuntarily.

BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM.

Seven beat drums. It's getting faster, tighter and denser. First it's 140 strokes, then it's 280 strokes. The whole rhythm gradually finds a kind of special rhythm, which fits perfectly with the drumming in the mind. It really escapes into the dark world of being possessed. Whether Langley or Andrew, they have completely disappeared, leaving only the drumming.

But the piercing pain became more and more fierce. When the pain reached a certain extreme, there was a sudden roar in his mind, and then... Then he lost consciousness, completely disappeared in the dark without knowing anything.

……

Paparazzi's attack is still going on, they have broken the shackles of reason, regardless of, forget to vent all their emotions, but they did not get any response, things slowly began to become dull: attacking an object who can't fight back and scold back, everything is meaningless.

The pleasure, the excitement, the excitement only lasted for a moment, and then the silence calmed down. The short madness gradually began to cool down, panting and staring at Lan Li, who had no fighting power in front of him. Like a stray dog, he was shivering and hiding beside the garbage heap in the stormy night, protecting himself innocently and frailty.

Something's wrong. Something's really wrong.

The paparazzi slowly recovered, the blood color in their eyes slowly began to fade, and then they noticed the abnormality of things. In the sparse questions, they also heard swearing, which was completely personal attack, and it was particularly harsh. All the eyes were projected, and the other party just closed his mouth.

"Lan Li?"

"Lan Li!"

In the call, the panic was surging up wave by wave. It seemed that Lan Li had lost his vitality completely. It was so quiet that people were flustered and scared. What should we do? What should they do now?