Volume 606 Qin Guan Comes to Die! ~Wow, Kaka, Kaka, the Lord Adds Four More

"Girls! Start working!"

With the shout of the red-haired bikini, this trunk, which makes people want to find out, is completely displayed in front of the eyes of everyone in the square.

One after another, young girls jumped out of the trunk spray-painted with unknown patterns.

Brunette, blonde, redhead, brown, fair skin, dark skin, yellow skin.

In this huge space, in this airtight environment, there are more than a dozen people buried.

All bikinis swimsuits, one matching the other with cool and cool fabrics, elastic skin, and the unscrupulous publicity of young people, it is on these young faces that they are best reflected.

Huge cards and small buckets surrounded by tin were held in their hands one by one, and they were divided into two rows.

This group of girls, with the most resolute expressions and heroic spirit, seemed to sound the horn of battle. After the red-haired bikini roared as a signal, they were detonated.

"Fight! For the cutest animal!"

This magnificent Italian sound echoed in the small square of literature and art.

When the earth-shattering roar fell, Giorgio Armani beside Qin Guan quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"Not good! Qin Guan, run!"

Qin Guan, who doesn't understand the situation at all, only knows one rule, and he will suffer if he doesn't listen to the old man's words. On his right is sister Xue, who is as confused about the current situation of the square as he is, and on the left, the words of Master Armani must be the golden jade of life. Good words.

"Run together! How is the old man doing now?"

After saying this, Qin Guan put his arm on Armani's arm, and then looked at the shoes on his assistant's feet.

Smart, or easy to walk loafers, this manager really chose the right one.

A small group centered on Armani was formed briefly.

"They are protesters from animal protection organizations. During the large-scale fashion weeks every year, if there are fur exhibitions or large-scale activities of these animal associations, they will always come to the fashion week to brush up their sense of presence."

"According to my analysis, Gucci's high-end fashion conference should be revealed from the inside."

"They are equipped with excellent equipment this time. Advertisement slogans and props are all used. They must have been carefully planned and prepared."

"So, we must get out of the vortex here while they are not paying attention."

"Otherwise, if you are blocked at the scene and caught by the reporters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, then the next day's news will be indisputable."

"Those people who claim to be the most righteous in the world can spray you so that even your parents start to doubt life!"

What is this called? It's just a disaster.

Sister Xue, who had never seen the pros and cons of it, followed the crowd as she walked along the side of the square, while complaining slightly contemptuously: "It's just a dozen or so little girls, and it's like hitting a stone with a pebble in front of the security personnel."

"Isn't this the performance of wanting to be famous and crazy?"

As soon as her dismissive words fell, she heard screams resounding through the sky in the center of the square.

Those bikini girls with kegs used their weapons of justice towards the densest crowd.

The blood of a bright red animal with a unique smell was spilled out of the small tin bucket like this, and fell into the crowd overwhelmingly.

A group of unlucky ladies were thrown straight because they couldn't dodge in time.

'Kacha' 'Kacha' 'Kacha'

Immediately behind is the gloating flashlight. The ghost-like photographer, with an evil smile on his mouth, slowly recorded the tragic situation of the people in the picture.

Seeing Sister Xue's performance like this, she couldn't help shivering, but the temperature in early autumn made her feel as cold as winter.

"Hehehe, old man, let's go."

Knowing that they were afraid, the group of people finally didn't care about looking around, and followed Armani's pace with the wind on their feet, and walked quickly to the opposite side of the road.

However, this group of neat and orderly groups is really too eye-catching. Let alone the inexplicable aura of the fashion godfather, even Qin Guan, a character who sees flowers blooming, is also looking back at each other in the vast crowd.

"Look! Who is that!"

"Ah! The ultimate representative of the cruelest human beings, the devil who has robbed the Creator of all his splendor! The chief culprit who has robbed our animals of thousands of bells and beauties! Qin Guan! The devil representing mankind!"

Isn't this a group of psychopaths?

Even if they were splashed with dog blood, and the reporters gloating at the side couldn't stand it anymore, it made them like a cult organization, and directly started personal attacks.

"Come on sisters! Let them hear the roar of the animals!"

As a member of mammals, human beings are innocent.

The security personnel who broke through the obstacles in the square were just about to subdue this group of bikini girls who were covered in blood and were still fighting, when they found that these children had spontaneously turned their guns and moved forward collectively in another direction .

"Not good! Run!"

Qin Guan, who realized that he was the target, could have taken advantage of his long legs and well-developed motor cells to quickly escape from this chaotic scene.

But his evacuation will definitely make the old man the first to face the claws of these crazy girls.

If those iron-wrapped cardboard slogans are on Giorgio Armani's head for a while, he will become a sinner in the fashion industry.

The reaction of the body was quickly synchronized with the brain because of the crisis. Qin Guan rushed forward and squatted in front of the old man with his back against him.

"Hold on! Let's go!"

With a push on his back, Qin Guan directly carried the old man who hadn't reacted on his back.

"Arise, slaves not far..." the national anthem was sung.

Swish Swish Swish, in just a few strokes, in front of the eyes of the crowd, he rode Qingchen away towards the curb.

"Look, great photo, snap!"

"Did you catch it!"

Those media people whose attention was also attracted saw the world's top model running with the world's top designer on their backs.

"Caught it!"

"I'll see the effect!"

"Damn! Why is it so touching, I can participate in this year's Global People Photography Exhibition."

"You're well developed buddy!"

Also shocked by the side were the teammates who retreated together. These two... did they fly separately at the imminent disaster? (To be continued.)