Chapter 380: : But the more I love, the more greedy (9)

The moment the light card hit her head, her head hurt suddenly, and she quickly turned around to avoid the things that hit her continuously.
It even includes a full or half bottle of mineral water, and even the various flower baskets on the stage in front of the press conference. In short, everything that can be thrown out was ruthlessly smashed in her direction by the fans of men and women. .
Lips and Huang Amao exploded as soon as Anhao was hit by a light card, and while protecting her, they turned back and cursed: "C, you and M, who dare to smash our Anhao! Who did it? Have the skill Stand up for my old lady!"
However, what followed was more verbal abuse and push and beating. Nearly two hundred fans surrounded the three girls in the middle, beating and cursing while cursing.
Even Huang Amao and Liplip's neck and arms were injured and scratched instantly.
Anhao has always been the most capable of fighting among the three of them, but at this moment, he stood motionless in the crowd, as if he had no intention of resisting even if he was injured.
Until the lips and lips were suddenly hit by a light card, blood flowed down directly on the forehead, and Anhao, who had been protected by the two of them in the middle of no action, suddenly seemed to have been pressed by a certain switch, and suddenly turned to them. Pushing away, grabbing the lights on the ground and slamming them on the faces of the crazy fans, at the same time cursed: "Fuck me! Who dares to make trouble here? Want to fight? Come on! Directly at I come!"
"well!"
Seeing Anhao, this was really annoying. Originally she couldn't cause trouble because she was now named Mrs. Left, but now she was directly set on fire because of her lip injury.
Lips and Huang Amao grabbed her: "Well, don't do this! These fans are crazy and irrational, don't worry about them! Look, there is a security guard here! Well! Don't do this!"
Anhao slammed them away, and suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the collar of the leading fan club manager, wishing to strangle her directly: "Want to take the lead in the fight, right? Your aunt, grandma, when I was fighting. Why are you still playing in the mud and dare to be wild in front of me, really when my old lady doesn't show her power and thinks I am a sick cat? Want to fight? Come on!"
The person looked at her in disbelief, his face flushed with anger, and when the fans behind saw that his person was about to be beaten, a group of people rushed up and began to tear their clothes and arms.
In an instant, An Hao's arms were all caught red, and Huang Amao's lips and Huang Amao wanted to rush to rescue her, but they were squeezed away by those crazy fans.
At the moment when Anhao was surrounded by those fans, there was a loud horn shouting outside: "What are you doing? Get out of the way! It's illegal to gather crowds for a fight! If you don't want to be caught, get out of the way. !"
It was the criminal police team that rushed in with a group of people. The fans hurriedly closed their hands when they heard the sound, then turned and dispersed.
Lips and Huang Amao saw tears coming down when they saw them. When they saw the people from the Interpol Team, they saw Zuo Hancheng who had gone back and forth, pushing away from the crowd with a solemn expression and walking back.
"Left..." Huang Amao was surprised that he had returned.
But Anhao was already lying on the next step. The corners of her mouth and arms were covered with blood that was caught. There were some redness on her forehead and face. The clothes on her body were also torn apart, but she seemed to I was so mad by those fans that I didn't know what was going on around me. Only when the nearest fans around me were about to retreat, they suddenly got up and grabbed two people to go up and hit others.
Fortunately, Zuo Hancheng rushed over in time to push the two fans away, and at the same time, Anhao, who was about to collapse, was pressed tightly in his arms, pressing her hand that stretched out randomly, and pushed her. Hold it tightly.
"well!"
Zuo Hancheng furrowed his brows and held her wounded in his arms firmly. He lowered his head to see that her eyes were already red, and he frantically insisted on hitting someone.
He pressed her hand that she suddenly pulled out again, bowed his head and pressed it to her ear soothingly: "Okay, don't be like this! Don't get excited! Calm down! I'm here! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
As he said, he stroked her head and hugged her tightly in his arms until Anhao was tired and slowly gave up the struggle. He looked down at her injured face and said in a low voice: "They have already After being taken away, no one will come to beat you and scold you again. I am here, well, see clearly, it is me."
An Hao gradually calmed down, but she looked at the direction of the door as if she was out of focus, weakly leaning against Zuo Hancheng's arms.
She didn't know how he would come back, didn't he send Rong Xue to the hospital? Didn't he go?
Her eyes were red with anger, but she didn't shed a single tear.
She gasped slowly, and when Zuo Hancheng hugged her soothingly and kissed her hairline and tried to calm her down completely, she opened her mouth, looked at the door without focus, and said dumbly: "I did not do that."
"I know." Zuo Hancheng embraced her and whispered in her ear: "I know it's not you."
"It's really not me..." Anhao's voice gradually weakened, but he never looked at the man holding her, just murmured: "It's not me..."
"I know, I know, I know both." Zuo Hancheng hugged her tightly: "Goodbye, I will take you to treat the wound..."
Anhao shook his head, and suddenly reached out and pushed him away as if electrocuted.
Zuo Hancheng didn't expect that she would suddenly push him so hard after she had calmed down. He released her hand for a moment, and Anhao staggered directly towards her lips.
Lips, lips and Huang Amao's eyes were quick to hold on to her so that she didn't fall to the ground.
Seeing Anhao's move, Zuo Hancheng looked at her in a blink of an eye, only to see Anhao climbing his lips and Huang Amao's arm to stand firmly, only to back up, but he refused to let him touch her again.
"I'm fine, I just got caught a few times and broke my skin. You don't care about me." Anhao didn't look at him, staring at his shoulder, and slowly said, "Am I dragging you down again?" Hit Rong Xue’s fans in front of the media? Will your reputation be ruined? From now on, I will be a sinner of the ages in everyone’s mouth, right?"
Zuo Hancheng stared at her, Anhao just hid behind his lips and Huang Amao and still refused to look at his face, at most he just looked at his shoulder.
After speaking, she lowered her head again: "Miss Rong was hurt so badly and shed so much blood. Don't worry about me. Go see the people you really worry about now. I'm really fine."
As he said, Anhao clasped lips and lips tightly: "Amao, lips and lips, I want to go home."
Lips and Huang Amao didn't know what to do, but Zuo Hancheng's face made it difficult for them to really take Anhao away.
But seeing Anhao in this state, she was still the best friend, so she helped her turn around and left.
"Good Gu An!"
Zuo Hancheng's voice suddenly came from behind them, and his lips and Huang Amao trembled with that voice.