Chapter 947

The reporters dispersed a little.

Su Yan looks at Zhou Yuan and says, "take your sunglasses and I'll take you away."

Zhou Yuan's eyes were red, and she was on the edge of endurance.

Suyan's voice is like saving her and leaving this evil place.

Zhou Yuan quickly holds Su Yan's hand.

Su Yan instinctively wants to get rid of it.

But soon it was under control.

She took Zhou Yuan by the hand and asked, "go out or take the elevator?"

Su Yan is very thin, but her voice is too steady.

I can't help believing it.

Especially now when Zhou Yuan is flustered and helpless.

"Leave, I want to leave here."

Forced to cry.

Su Yan pulls Zhou Yuan out.

There's a crowd of reporters.

But when a microphone or camera reached Zhou Yuan, it was shot by Su Yan.

They want to stop.

Su Yan is very strong. If you play with her a little, she will be moved to one side.

The road is open.

All the way out of the hotel.

Zhou Yuan quickly said, "I drove here. My car is on the left."

Su Yan went to the left, and the reporters couldn't help it.

I can't stop it.

Soon Zhou Yuan came to the car and got on it.

Finally, a reporter couldn't help

"Hey, little sister, don't meddle."

Su Yan took a look at the man.

She was photographed in all directions.

"I'm not a star, I'm an ordinary person. You've violated my right to portrait."

Some journalists scoff.

Portrait right?

It's like a celebrity.

Su Yan watched as they were still photographing her, even worse.

The light is flashing.

Then...

Su Yan raises his hand, starting from the nearest one.

A bang.

The camera fell to the ground with great force and split in an instant.

Follow, one two, three, four.

Her movements look easy, not fast.

But only the reporters there understood that before they had time to react, the camera was taken and fell to the ground.

A female reporter couldn't help but

"Hello, little girl, do you know what you call this behavior?? This is called vandalism. "

Su Yan looks at her

"you can sue me."

"You!"

The female reporter was too angry to speak.

There is a male reporter who can't help bursting his tongue and doing something at the same time! Who let you fall? "

Said, then toward Su Yan's face fan.

Su Yan raised his hand and made a loud bang.

One fell on his back and shoulders, and he easily fell to the ground.

With such a show of hands, those angry journalists who are ready for action, at last no one dares to say anything.

No wonder it's so horizontal. There are two brushes.

Zhou Yuan shakes down the glass

"get on the car."

Su Yan pulls out the copilot and sits up.

Follow, the car goes.

In situ, there are only journalists holding their fallen machines and swearing.

When the car went out, Zhou Yuan's eyes turned red, because she was angry with the group of reporters and shaking the steering wheel.

Su Yan takes a look and says, "relax, be safe, look at the road."

As soon as her words fell, Zhou Yuan returned to her senses.

The hand holding the steering wheel finally came to an end.

The car stopped at the traffic light in front of her, and Zhou Yuan made a voice

"thank you."

Su Yan nodded.

That's her thanks.

Until the car is far away.

Zhou Yuan's mood seems to have recovered.

The tears around the eyes finally went back.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Yuan. Do you know me?"

Su Yan nodded

"know"

last week, after all, it was her own task.

Nature knows.