Chapter 575

As a little fresh meat with a flow comparable to the first line, he bears the titles of stock god, fast shooter, music genius, outstanding entrepreneur and so on.

In this flight taking off from Shanghai Stock Exchange, there were few passengers present who wanted to find someone who didn't know him.

Although Qin Ze wore a mask, it was obvious that he could not stop others from recognizing him. The upper half of the face is easier to recognize than the lower half, because the eyes are the window to the soul and the most important part of a person's facial features.

In the whole cabin, there are probably only two people who can't recognize him, one lying down and the other standing.

The standing one clenched his hands and posed for a fight.

It seems that I have practiced a few hands.

Waiguoren is tall and big. Qin Ze is already 1.82 meters, but he is still half a head lower than him.

After setting up the fighting posture, the foreigner stared at Qin Ze, thinking that if he came, he would be rewarded with a left hook, then a right hook, and then a fuel consuming heel, crisp Ko him.

Qin Ze took a step forward, and the moment he stepped in, the foreigner's left hook flew over, fast and ruthless!

The move was interrupted as soon as it started.

The foreigner got a blow on the nose, his eyes darkened, and the whole person fell back. Behind him was the girl, who wanted to help, but couldn't help it, and they staggered and fell together.

"Qin Ze knows Kung Fu." There was a cry from the passengers.

"How did you beat him?" It's impossible.

Reacting from the shock, the flight attendant hurriedly grabbed Qin Ze's arm, one on each side, "don't do it, don't."

The passengers all got up, took out their mobile phones, took photos, and took videos.

The passengers on the other side of the cabin door were a little far away. Some didn't react, and blankly pulled the people in the front row to ask about the situation.

Ask: "what's going on?"

"How can you react so much?"

A: "Qin Ze, Qin Ze was on the plane and hit people."

"Snap video."

Qin Ze turned around and asked the two flight attendants, "do you want to send me to the police station?"

This is what the flight attendant just threatened the middle-aged man.

The two flight attendants looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

With that, he looked around, glancing at the passengers and the cell phone camera in their hands. Lang said, "now that you recognize me, I'll say a few words. Please be quiet."

Now that his identity has been exposed, let's say something. According to his plan, he will only reveal his true identity to the staff in the cabin afterwards. Then through operation, the impact of this matter will be eliminated.

The cabin quieted down a little.

Qin zelang said, "just now, the foreigner cursed" Chinese pig ", Chinese people are pigs. I don't know how you feel. I'm very uncomfortable. He's not only scolding the big brother, but also scolding me and everyone here. There is a saying in our country called "punish without teaching", so I gave him a chance to apologize. He didn't insult us even more. I had to tell him with practical actions that Chinese people are not pigs. "

Clapping applause.

Qin Ze frowned, Glancing at the passengers: "But the most uncomfortable thing for me is not his abuse, but your silence. Just now I was beside me and kept shouting in my heart: don't be silent, don't be silent, stand up and refute. However, you didn't. you listened to him a Chinese pig, and you were just silent. It's nothing to do with yourself. It's too sad if a person doesn't even have integrity and dignity."

Most of them are ashamed and speechless.

Very good.

Qin Ze said, "Lu Xun has a saying: money can't harden your knees. If you want to stand up again, you must first stand up from your heart."

Lu Xun: MMP, who is pressing Lao Tzu's coffin?

"I'm a public figure. I know that beating people will have a great negative impact on me, and even be classified as a bad actor and banned, but I still have to do it, because someone has to stand up. Have you ever thought that if no one stands up, afterwards, he and his companions said this matter, disdaining to say: at that time, a Chinese didn't dare to stand up, they were really like a group of pigs." Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "dignity is maintained by ourselves, and face is won by ourselves. When I meet such abusive Chinese people in the future, I will fight one by one."

If you shout a paragraph of "I have a dream", it will be more emotional, but that's too medium.

Recite it first. What if I wear it to the Republic of China?

Silence, silence.

But this silence is different from the one just now. That silence is indifference, and this silence is mixed with boiling blood in shame.

Faces have different expressions.

The eyes of the middle-aged man with glasses are damp and hot, not hypocritical, but moving.

At the other end of the cabin, Su Yu stood at the door of the first-class cabin, looking at the men in the crowd with emotion.

Her eyes, unprecedented infatuation and admiration.

After that, Qin zechao and the two air guards said, "I will bear the responsibility of how to deal with it."

He passed by the stewardess with a silly face and the girl who was in a panic.

As soon as he left, the two foreigners stopped pretending to be dead and angrily said to the air guard, "call the police when you get off the plane. I want to sue him."

This time, the flight attendant didn't answer, but said to the stewardess, "take the medicine box to stop bleeding and wipe the medicinal wine."

The foreigner repeated in Chinese, "sue him."

The flight attendant didn't answer, "please go back to your seat, or we'll forcibly send you back. We'll help you deal with your wound."

One had nosebleed and the other had a bruised face.

Two foreigners looked at the girl. The girl hesitated for a moment and said in English, "I think you should apologize."

“fuck！” Foreign popular expletives.

"Idiot!"

"Dog day."

"Go away, brain wreck."

The passengers suddenly burst out a curse in response to the two of them.

Qin Ze pulled Su Yu at the door back to first class and said with a wry smile, "I'll get off the plane later. It may take a moment. Sorry, I'm always in trouble."

Su Yu shook her head.

"Hit someone again, isn't it immature?" Qin Ze said.

Because they are weak, women instinctively dislike violence. I think it's immature.

Su Yu hugged his waist and said softly, "fighting also depends on the situation. Are those indifferent people outside rational? Men? Mature? As you said, they even have no dignity and remain silent even when being insulted by others. Is it good for such a person?"

She deeply smelled Qin Ze's breath and became more intoxicated, "I have seen many Chinese Americans who have been discriminated against and sighed in foreign countries over the years. They not only discriminate against Chinese, but also engage in internal strife, and civil black discrimination is very serious. But among those Chinese Americans who have been discriminated against, few can stand up and refute against others. Other things, it is understandable, but if they are discriminated against and abused abroad, and remain indifferent, then what is it?"

Qin Ze grabbed his head in frustration, "why can't he stand up?"

Su Yu said, "what do you want from others? Think about yourself. Will you really be classified as a bad artist?"

Qin Ze shook his head: "politically correct, not."

Su Yu gave a clever "Oh" and continued to hold him.

After a while, let go, rub your neck and waist.

The first-class door opened at this time, and two foreigners and girls came in. They had hemostatic cotton in one nostril and medicine on the other face.

He didn't say anything, didn't dare to speak, and sat in his seat safely.

The girl glanced at Qin Ze from time to time, with an extremely complicated expression.

Qin Ze?

Is he Qin Ze?

Originally, she had been "in the same room" with her idol. At this time, as a fan, she should have been excited to sign for a group photo or something, but after what happened just now, it was difficult to pull down her face and get close.

The same is true of passengers in economy class. Qin zegang's words made everyone blush.

Arrive at Bao'an airport on time at 4:50 p.m.

After Qin Ze got off the plane, he was kept by the airport staff for a while. Please enter the VIP room.

"Qin Ze was taken away alone."

"Are the police going to catch him?"

"Let's go and have a look."

Passengers taking the ferry bus also saw that they and Qin Ze did not go in the same ferry bus.

"Let's go and have a look after getting off the bus."

"That direction..."

"The airport police station is nearby. Shall we go directly?"

Qin Ze waited for the police in the VIP room.

He fought again

Two middle-aged policemen who rushed to take notes thought at the same time.

The events of Qin Ze, Zhao Youzhang and sun wood are vivid. Shanghai stock market and Shenzhen city are more than 1000 kilometers apart, but in the era of the information explosion, hair making is well known all over the country, not to mention big celebrity fights like Qin Ze.

"We received a report that you hit someone on the plane." The policeman said.

The crime of making trouble on the plane is even worse. The conflict between passengers is OK. If there is a conflict with the staff above, they will be seriously detained directly.

"Hit two foreigners." Qin zedao.

"Why?"

"They call the Chinese pigs."

The policeman was stunned. "Tell me more."

Qin Ze said what happened on the plane once.

"How about not beating people?"

The policeman's tone was very gentle.

"How can it be? It's just an ordinary fight, which doesn't constitute a minor injury." Qin Ze said with a smile.

Like a stick, the policeman laughed.

A while ago, countless people paid attention to the matter of "does it constitute a minor injury?".

"The two foreigners are next door. We'll ask later." The policeman left the VIP room after giving an account.

After opening the door, they were stunned to see the scene outside.

Dozens of people stood at the door.