Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

In fact, Tang Xin has accumulated a lot of reputation now, and we all know the twists and turns of the entertainment industry. This time, it is very likely that someone else did it in order to calculate her.

But after all, life is at stake, and the sunspots that had been prepared for a long time soon jumped up.

"I have long said that Tang Xin is a disaster. It's good. You can die at an airport! "

"It's not that I blame her fans. They are all like crazy. They have never seen anyone or something. They all step on people and run to them like crazy."

"What kind of idols there are, what kind of fans there are. I think the fan circle really needs to be straightened out."

When people sit at home, Tang Xin fans from the sky have nowhere to complain. They have to go to great lengths to find evidence, wash the square and remove the heat.

But in fact, most of them are rational. They know that there's something strange about Tang Xin. First of all, this trip is private, which means that even those fans belong to fans, they are also illegitimate fans.

Moreover, the monitoring of the airport is so bad that people don't believe it's a conspiracy, and no one believes it.

Tang Xin is not in charge of what happened on the Internet. She is sitting in the car and is being thrown around, feeling that her brain is going to be stirred up.

"What the hell does that man want to do?" Lin Xiaoyu can't help but roar!

"Bang!" The car that followed them seemed to have no patience, and suddenly crashed towards them. Just when they wanted to crash again, reinforcements from the sky made it impossible for them to carry out their plan.

All the people who came were arranged by qian'er, and they finally caught up. At this time, everyone was relieved.

"Arrest all those people!" These people are all for their lives. How can they be spared.

Without the pinch of the car, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Tang Xin looks at Lian Ming next to him. He thinks he will see his frightened face, but he doesn't expect to see a pair of enthusiastic eyes.

"... what's the matter?"

Lian Ming smiles, and seems to think his performance is too weird. "No wonder many people on the Internet say that your artists in the prosperous Tang Dynasty are all specially trained, because they often encounter very dangerous things."

"Now it seems that it is."

Tang Xin: "she doesn't want to, but those things always love to find them. She is also melancholy.

All the way, finally arrived at the place arranged by qian'er.

Before they got off the bus, a group of well-trained men came up to meet them. Looking at their appearance, there must be a wooden warehouse at their waist!

"Ah long, go and investigate what happened to those people just now, and report to me at any time."

"Yes, ma'am!"

A long left with a man. Qian'er and Xiao Bao got out of the car with Tang Xin. When they saw qian'er, the well-trained men bowed to them and called respectfully: "Mr. Qian!"

Tang Xin smoked from the corner of his mouth. His son was so fierce that he was a little scared as a mother.

Having just experienced the speed of life and death, Tang's heart is paralyzed on the sofa. His heart has been beating violently for a long time. On the contrary, Xiaobao and qian'er are very calm. One is busy with his computer, and the other is gone as soon as he comes in.

Just told her to deal with the matter of tracking them.

In the basement, as like as two peas in a rage, Song Qinbei was a little face with a cold face.

Several people on the ground were tied up and held in front of him.

"Say, what's the matter? Who sent you?"