Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

When the black suit left, Xu Fan closed the door with a calm expression.

Xu Fan, who had already reached the pinnacle of the earth tier, would no longer take indifferent things to his heart.

For Xu Fan, Arlene was just a passer-by after all. At this moment, Xu Fan got the ticket. After making some preparations in the room, he set off for Guan Xiaolin's concert.

Guan Xiaolin is the hottest female singer on Hong Kong Island in recent years. She has the title of queen in the music scene. When she debuted, she made her debut with her perfect voice, sweet looks, and perfect image in front of the camera. Popular, even in the mainland, the name Guan Xiaolin has a good influence.

Xu Fan, who never cared about celebrities, naturally didn’t know the above things. However, since Xu Fan already knew the name Guan Xiaolin, in the Internet age, Guan Xiaolin’s information in front of the public naturally could not escape Xu Fan’s eyes.

Huh?

Xu Fan stared at the news about Guan Xiaolin on the phone. At this moment, she actually felt Guan Xiaolin in the photo. It seemed a bit familiar...

Snapped!

Xu Fan didn't think much about it. He turned off the phone and stepped on the brake. Guan Xiaolin's concert has arrived.

Even though Xu Fan had known from the Internet that Guan Xiaolin had a decent influence, looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Fan found that he still seemed to underestimate this Guan Xiaolin.

Before entering the concert, the square outside was already full of people, one by one crazy fans, holding up all kinds of signs.

The sloppy uncle in his thirties, the oily niche like a young man, the pupil with a green face, and the people of all identities, all huddled together at this moment, facing one direction, looking eagerly.

"How can Guan Xiaolin have such a big charm?"

Xu Fan, who has never chased stars, looked at at least tens of thousands of crazy fans in the stadium. In any case, he couldn't understand the feelings of these fans.

However, for a moment, Xu Fan stopped struggling with this question.

Guan Xiaolin's ability to be pursued hard by Ye Feng, the dignified young master of the Ye family, naturally has a good charm. Compared with this question, there is a problem in front of him, which obviously makes Xu Fan feel more headache.

Too many people!

There are at least tens of thousands of Guan Xiaolin fans in the venue! Encircled the entire square to be impenetrable!

Wanting to pass through these crazy fans and go to the concert to take a seat, even Xu Fan feels an immense headache.

Xu Fan is indeed a strong cultivation base, but he just wants to pass by. Xu Fan can't shoot all these tens of thousands of people with his fists, right?

But apart from blasting all the tens of thousands of fans into the air with their fists, Xu Fan couldn't think of any way to pass through the crowd.

"Young man, do you want to enter the venue early? I advise you not to waste your efforts!"

At the time when Xu Fan was suffering from a headache, a wretched uncle in his thirties put down the sign he was holding high, rubbed his aching wrist, patted Xu Fan's shoulder, and said to Xu Fan.

"Today is Guan Xiaolin's 20th birthday! As a fan of Guan Xiaolin, of course, we must use the most enthusiastic way to celebrate this great moment!"

Xu Fan turned around, thanked the wretched uncle, and continued to face the headaches of everyone in the court.

Xu Fan is not a fan of Guan Xiaolin. Xu Fan came here to track Ye Feng's traces. It is best to get in touch with Ye Feng to find out about Xiao Qiang and Xia Yanyu.

Guan Xiaolin's birthday or something, it doesn't matter to Xu Fan.

"Young man, what is your attitude? Don't you want to pray for Guan Xiaolin with everyone and celebrate this great moment?"

Seeing Xu Fan absent-minded, even if the wretched uncle changed his face, he asked Xu Fan angrily at this moment, "Say! What is the purpose of your concert? I suspect you are not a fan of Guan Xiaolin at all!"

What the wretched uncle said, the voice was extremely loud, and a group of people around were looking towards Xu Fan's side, their expressions were not good, and they were faintly with a bit of hostility.

At this moment, Xu Fan was left speechless by the sudden situation in front of him.

There are at least 10,000 people in the venue! Why is this wretched uncle holding on to himself?

Moreover, instinctively, it can be concluded that Xu Fan is not a fan of Guan Xiaolin. Isn't this too sloppy? Although Xu Fan had to admit that this wretched uncle's intuition was indeed very accurate...

"Ahem! Uncle, I have a urgency."

Xu Fan didn't intend to take care of this wretched uncle, but many fans around him had already cast their gazes and looked bad. Xu Fan had no choice but to make up an excuse casually.

Unexpectedly, this wretched uncle seemed to have spotted Xu Fan. Even though Xu Fan offered the ultimate move of peeing, the wretched uncle still refused to let Xu Fan go.

"Young man, what does it matter if you sacrifice yourself for Guan Xiaolin?"

"In your eyes, isn't Guan Xiaolin more important than you go to the toilet?"

The wretched uncle was righteous and aggressive. Everyone around was looking towards this side with murderous expressions, waiting for Xu Fan's reply.

Seeing the expressions of everyone around him, Xu Fan had no doubt that as long as he nodded, these crazy fans would rush up and tear himself to pieces.

"Ahem, Guan Xiaolin is naturally more important."

Under the threat of everyone's eyes, Xu Fan had to temporarily compromise.

In fact, if Xu Fan wants to leave, few people in this world can stop Xu Fan's Golden Thunder Sword, but in the face of a group of ordinary people, Xu Fan will naturally not go into war.

However, this does not mean that Xu Fan has succumbed to the obscene power of this wretched uncle.

"Uncle! Your last name?"

The wretched uncle looked suspiciously at Xu Fan, who had suddenly become honest. He hesitated slightly at this moment, and he still replied, "Menggui, the last name is Zeng."

However, the wretched uncle hadn't finished speaking, suddenly his face changed, and he covered his stomach in pain.

"Oh, oops!"

With a traceless smile on Xu Fan's face, he quickly grabbed the wretched uncle who wanted to rush off the court, "Uncle, what's the matter with you? Didn't you say you want to witness this great moment? "

Just now, in the Monroe Hotel room, Xu Fan prepared some gadgets for Ye Feng for the next plan. Among them were the pill with laxative function, but it was more ferocious and lasting than ordinary laxatives.

Just now when Xu Fan was talking to the wretched uncle, Xu Fan directly fed it into the wretched uncle's mouth at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The movement here has already attracted the attention of everyone around. At this moment, looking at the unkind eyes of everyone, the wretched uncle clutched his belly while dripping cold sweat and smiled, "It's okay, for Guan Xiaolin, I can bear it. !"