"ah!"

“Ahhh! Ahhhh!”

Screams and cheers filled the entire venue, surging so violently and unrestrainedly that the air seemed to be burning.

Involuntarily, Gawain looked up at the sky above his head:

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thick black clouds were still pouring down layer by layer, so that the sky was also lowering, and it seemed that it could be touched by a slight jump; and in front of us was a volcanic eruption, with endless energy being released, and there was no end in sight. The ups and downs reflected each other, giving a feeling of the end of Pompeii, which should be a wonder.

Although Gao Wen had experienced countless cheering storms in the arena, and the grandeur and majesty always made his blood boil, but today when he came to the premiere, he felt a completely different flavor. The heart-wrenching enthusiasm was really eye-opening.

——"Jennifer!"

Amid the hustle and bustle of noise, one can catch a tearing cry. Without seeing the expression, one can deeply feel the energy from the soul from the trembling and exhaustion at the end of the voice. This is shouting with life.

Different from the excitement in the arena, this is a burning release, it is love, devotion, persistence and madness, the body trembles slightly.

Involuntarily, my eyes followed the source of the sound. Even as a bystander, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Then, Gao Wen saw a sturdy man in a black T-shirt in the crowd. With a height of over 180 centimeters and a weight of at least 150 kilograms, it was hard to miss him in the dense crowd and he could be seen at a glance.

At this time, he was still calling out one after another, and because he was calling out so enthusiastically, his face turned red, as if his blood vessels might burst at any time.

"Jennifer!"

The cry was like calling out to the lover of fate. It could actually hear a hint of sadness and resentment. It made people curious. In the minds of fans, how do they portray their favorite actors/singers? Are they just idols, or are they more than that? The thought only paused for a moment in his mind, and Gao Wen had already retracted his gaze with a smile.

Right at this moment!

The figure's movements were caught in the corner of his sight. He actually raised his hands high and waved them in black. Gawain looked over reflexively, and then he saw that the burly man took off his shirt, revealing a fat body covered with tattoos. The white patch was actually a bit dazzling, but before he could react, he could see that the white fat rushed forward and broke through.

That body, like a bowling ball, pushed and rammed recklessly, instantly breaking through the blockade of reporters and security guards.

Boom! Boom, boom, boom! Despite his weight, his steps were surprisingly light. He rushed forward at a very fast speed, like a torpedo, and his target was...

Jennifer Lawrence! Shocked! Gawain didn't understand what was happening, but his instincts sensed danger, and his alarm bells rang, and he reacted immediately.

Push off the ground and rush forward.

Step, step, he took two steps at a time and in the blink of an eye he had crossed the red carpet. His brain started working quickly, thinking about how he should complete the interception.

In a flash, Gawain gave up the idea of ​​a head-on interception. This was obviously not the right way to deal with the tanks. One wrong step had already changed the trajectory.

A diagonal side attack, stretching out his right hand to block, leaning forward, using the inertia of the sprint to stack the power, superimposing the weight and power of the entire body on the right shoulder and hitting it hard -

Boom! Strength burst out instantly. However, at the moment of head-on collision, his right hand pushed towards the tattooed man's left shoulder. At the same time, his right leg moved back and appeared behind the tattooed man to complete the tripwire work. The strength from his right hand to his right shoulder and then to his right leg burst out in an all-round way, just like Tai Chi.

One push, one turn.

A little force can move a heavy object, a Tai Chi push hands, relieve the force!

Boom! The tattooed muscular man was overturned in an instant as he charged forward, stirring up a layer of dust on the red carpet, and even small whirlpools could be seen.

There was a dull sound and then an instant explosion.

quiet--

In an instant, with the tattooed burly man's "corpse" as the center, silence spread out layer by layer around him, and one or two people were stunned and fell into shock.

What happened just now? Everything happened so fast that I didn't even have time to react. Then I saw the tattooed man fall to the ground, and I began to doubt my eyes.

Huh? Wait? What's going on?

Lawrence was stunned. He stood there stupidly, staring ahead in amazement, his eyes moving back and forth between Gawain and the tattooed burly man. He opened his mouth slightly, trying to say something, but found that no sound came out.

Then, Beckham's figure rushed in from behind, "Gawain, are you okay?"

Beckham was also frightened. In a blink of an eye, Gawain disappeared; in another blink of an eye, the matter was settled. His heart exploded.

Now, the first thing that comes to Beckham’s mind is, “Is he okay?”

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The tattooed muscular man looked to be at least 150 kilograms, or even heavier; and his fat was very noticeable, making Gawain look a little frail.

Beckham couldn't help but worry about what to do in the next Wimbledon match. However, Gawain clapped his hands and shook his head with a smile on his face, "It's okay, I just borrowed the force, I didn't get hit."

Beckham was dumbfounded, and looked Gawain up and down, only to find that Gawain was not sweating at all, and his face remained calm and composed, as if he had just slapped a mosquito to death. Then he looked at the tattooed muscular man lying on the ground, unable to move. The size of the mosquito was a bit scary.

For a moment, my brain was in a knot, and I couldn't help but chuckle because it was too ridiculous. "Are you sure?"

Gao Wen nodded again to show his affirmation, and said mysteriously, "Haven't you heard of it? Chinese Kung Fu?"

Beckham was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't hold back his laughter and patted Gawain on the shoulder, "I know, I thought so just now."

Otherwise, what other explanation is there?

But the problem is that even though he saw it with his own eyes, Beckham still found it magical.

In the hustle and bustle, the security personnel who were a beat slower in reaction finally swarmed in and surrounded the strong man densely, successfully controlling the polar bear. The strong man was obviously dizzy and fell heavily. He struggled to stand up twice but failed. He couldn't even make a sound to wail.

Dizzy, just dizzy.

The venue was quickly packed with people. The bustling figures made the restlessness and uneasiness continue to spread. Then the people around who were immersed in the party atmosphere finally realized the movement here. One by one, they cast their eyes over, and the commotion stole all the attention on the red carpet.

There was a surge of uneasiness and restlessness in the air, whispers of discussions were quietly burning, and figures poking their heads out of the room quietly filled the air with an atmosphere of suspicion and fear.