Chapter 440

When Mu Qingqing walked into the garage, she found that it was not open today. The door was closed, and she could not see the situation inside. Close to the garage near the place, there is a field racing rally club, holding the idea of trying, Mu Qingqing walked over alone.

The racetrack is very quiet. A lazy old man at the guard's office listens to the ditty in the radio and sings along with it. It was not until Mu Qingqing knocked on the window more than ten times that he saw someone coming, so he opened the small window at the guard's office.

"May I ask, what is this place?" Mu Qingqing asked politely, trying to get some useful information from my uncle.

Uncle looked at her casually, and his tone was a little impatient. He pointed to the big plaque on it and said, "it's not written, rally racing club!"

It's not that Mu Qingqing didn't see the words on the sign. She just wanted to know why the door was closed and so desolate. Two places related to the car were closed. It was very difficult not to let Mu Qingqing doubt it.

"But why is there no one in it?" Mu Qingqing asked, but her eyes were always on the inside.

The gatekeeper sighed, put down the radio station in his hand, raised his voice, and looked at her with vigilance, "it's off-season now, there's no competition, of course, there's no one. I say who are you looking for?"

The old man looked up and down at Mu Qingqing and asked fiercely.

"Oh, I'm just asking..." Mu Qingqing is stiff smile, the doubt in the heart got the answer, so casually prevaricate a sentence.

"Free, go to..." The old man waved his hand impatiently, then closed the small window of the security room, continued to close his eyes, and began to sing opera with his head shaking. Maybe I hate someone to disturb his interest suddenly. It seems that he is also a grumpy uncle.

Mu Qingqing visited several shops nearby, but there was no harvest. Now the only suspicious one seems to be the garage with its closed door.

"You are Is it Mu Qingqing? " A man's voice reached Mu Qingqing's ears from behind. Mu Qingqing was shocked. She didn't expect to meet someone who knew him in such a place. At this time, he didn't know whether to be happy or upset.

Looking back, Mu Qingqing's eyes fell on the man. It seemed that the strange man in front of him was about 30 years old. He was wearing a pair of gold rimmed frame glasses, a plaid shirt and jeans, and a casual sports coat. He looked elegant.

Mu Qingqing didn't remember knowing this person, but she nodded politely with a smile, "I am, do you know me?"

When the man heard that the woman in front of him admitted that he was Mu Qingqing himself, he could not help but show his joy. A pair of deep eyes flashed with gorgeous light, and even chopped his feet in situ excitedly.

"You are really Mu Qingqing. I really like you very much. I am your fan. I have read all your TV series, movies and photo magazines. I really like you very much." The man's cheeks flushed, his lips pursed excitedly, some incoherent.

It turned out to be a fan. Mu Qingqing was relieved. She was worried that this person was a reporter or a paparazzi or something. If it was just a fan, it was easy to say. At this point, she didn't want to make any more trouble.

"Thank you..." Mu Qingqing didn't have the heart to greet each other, so he planned to thank him and leave. However, he was stopped by the man. He had to take a picture with Mu to take a picture.

At the beginning, the popularity of Mu Qingqing's sudden withdrawal from the entertainment industry has not decreased. If the group photo is sent to the Internet by fans, it will be a storm of uproar. Even if the incident is far less noticeable than the Mohist group's accident, it is enough to make headlines.

If there is something hidden behind the car accident of the Mohist group, and the suburban areas that have been found out in a strange way are indeed closely related to this incident, then it is easy for a person with a heart to connect Mu Qingqing's presence here with Molian city. It is likely that if the truth is not found out, they will start to scare the snake.

Thinking of these, Mu Qingqing waved her hand in some embarrassment and said, "sorry, it may not be convenient now."

With that, Mu Qingqing turned to go in another direction. Unexpectedly, the man followed him. He still said politely, "where are you going? I can take you there. I'm very familiar with you here!"

See Mu Qingqing did not speak, the man continued to say, "where do you go, I'd better send you, my car will stop over there."

"No, I have something else to do. Don't follow me!" Mu Qingqing has begun to feel a little uncomfortable, for fans, too much will bring their own burden, such as at the moment.

Seeing that Mu Qingqing has been walking in a hurry, the man is suddenly in a hurry. He reaches out to block Mu Qingqing's face, and his tone suddenly becomes sharp. "You haven't taken a picture with me. I like you so much. Do you have this attitude towards me?"

With that, the man took out his mobile phone without hesitation. Suddenly, he ran to Mu Qingqing's side, put a hand on Mu Qingqing's shoulder and turned on the camera.

"What are you doing? Didn't I say it's not convenient to take photos now? Please get out of the way!" Mu Qingqing has noticed that things seem to have changed subtly, avoiding the man's salty pig's hand.But it was Mu Qingqing who avoided the man's hand, which made him suddenly furious. He grabbed Mu Qingqing's wrist, widened his eyes and roared, "Mu Qingqing, how can you do this? Do you know how much I like you."

The man is a little excited, but the strength of his hands is constantly increasing. Mu Qingqing only feels that her wrist is about to be broken. She desperately wants to break free, but she finds that her strength is less than half of that of him.

"Let go of me

"I don't care. You are my Mu Qingqing. Only I can be your fan!" The man began to speak incoherently, but the body kept leaning toward Mu Qingqing's body.

"Let me hold you, I really want to hold you..." The man became more and more terrible. His plain face became distorted. His expression was very strange. He couldn't tell whether he wanted to cry or laugh.

"Get out of here, you pervert!"

Mu Qingqing yelled, but few people strolled around in the suburbs except for the occasional passing cars. Suddenly, a burst of despair surged into my heart, and I ran into this kind of abnormal fans. It's really a double whammy.

So two people entangled in the suburban roadside