number one idol

Chapter 193 The smell of gunpowder

Paris, located at 48 degrees north latitude, should have been the capital of romance, but at this time it is full of gunpowder.

In front of the famous scenic spot, the Paris Opera House, there was a huge crowd, and the vehicles of the contestants entered one by one.

One of the Rolls-Royces was the most eye-catching. It was the first time that he appeared in the team of the contestants, and it attracted the attention of many people. They were all guessing which contestant it was, and it was so ostentatious.

After all, luxury cars of this level are really rare, and the ones that can afford them are all famous figures in Paris.

Rolls-Royce is quite eye-catching, and many reporters also pointed their cameras at the car windows.

"It's a clown!"

"This is the car of the clown contestant!"

"What is the identity of the clown?"

Through the lens, the mask of the clown's hippie smiling face is reflected in the camera images of everyone, which is very flamboyant.

And the reporters also suddenly realized, and then they all pointed their guns and short cannons at the slowly moving car and took pictures like chicken blood.

As the top player on the official website, both the code name Joker and Martin himself are extremely popular, and the topic is extremely hot on the Internet.

News about him can often attract a lot of clicks and quickly become a focus article.

After all, although the clown mask is weird, but the flamboyant temperament is also very popular, and it is very popular among young people.

Especially in the United States, clowns are even more popular than unicorns and red faces, and are often used as front pages by some local websites.

Although doing so will make many people uncomfortable, the popularity cannot be concealed.

"In the car in front of the clown is... the red face?"

A sharp-eyed reporter looked forward following the clown's gaze, and suddenly found that the red face in the car in front was turning his head without anger.

But the Rolls Royce of the clown was still honking, and the speed of the car didn't even slow down much, almost colliding with the red face.

The gap between the two cars is at most the width of a palm.

For a behemoth like a car, this is basically equivalent to a human face to face.

But even so, the clown was still honking his horn crazily from behind.

"The clown meets the red face!"

How can journalists who have experienced many battles fail to distinguish the situation at this time?The noses of this group of people are sharper than dogs, and everyone smells a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

"Why is the clown so hostile to red faces?"

"Oh-my-god! This is big news!"

"Quick, follow them!"

A group of reporters moved after hearing the news and trotted along with the two cars.

Because now we are about to reach the gate of the Paris Opera House, which is only a few hundred meters away, and cordons have been pulled up on both sides, resulting in a very narrow passable road, which can only accommodate one car at most, and two cars. If the cars are forced to drive side by side, traffic accidents are very likely to occur.

So the clown didn't have the conditions to overtake, so he could only follow He Xiao's buttocks slowly.

"Drip-drip-"

The shrill whistle echoed on both sides of the street.

The clown showed no signs of stopping honking.

The crowd gathered outside the cordon heard the whistle sound and looked back frequently, and the few contestants who were closer frowned even more.

Shi Dahammer was so anxious that the big man with head full of hair didn't say anything, but he was also very irritable when he heard the non-stop sound of the whistle. He patted the steering wheel and asked, "Brother Xiao, is there something wrong with this clown? I want to go down and slap him twice." Ok?"

He smiled and said nothing, but his brows were already furrowed.

Although he is not a particularly strong person, it does not mean that he is a soft persimmon. Being bullied like this, his heart is also suppressed.

From being ignorant when I first debuted back then to now with some achievements, this journey can be said to be cautious.But at the same time, he came over step by step, asking himself that he had never provoked anyone.

There are only a few people in the entire entertainment industry who have had a feud with him, and there are only a few people who break their fingers.

And they all exploded when they bullied others too much, so He Xiao never lacked the courage to resist in the face of oppression.

The red-faced mask slowly turned around, took a deep look at the Rolls-Royce behind him, and asked lightly: "Sledgehammer, how long is it until the start of the game?"

"Hmm... about half an hour." Shi Dachui glanced at his watch and said.

He Xiao nodded, then put the armchair back, and slowly took out the earphones: "Turn off the engine."

"Ah?" Shi Dachui was stunned for a moment, then looked in the rearview mirror, and saw that He Xiao was lying down with his eyes closed, as if he was about to go to sleep, so he quickly turned off the engine and pulled on the handbrake.

The vehicle stopped suddenly, but the Rolls-Royce behind didn't react, so it didn't hit it.

With a sudden brake, the distance between the two cars was only the thickness of a piece of white paper. If you don't look closely, the two cars seem to have collided!
In an instant, the audience was boiling!

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, and didn't realize what was going on!

Why did the red-faced car stop?
The long queue in front of the car was entering the arena one after another, there was no obstacle, and it was smooth, but the red face stopped the car in the middle of the road, blocking the clown's car behind.

Is this...a vehicle malfunction or was it intentional?

The reporters were also shocked. After realizing it, they immediately frantically took photos and even recorded videos like red eyes.

The red face just had sex with the clown!

This is big news. Two popular players of the Isabella Cup confront each other in public on the street.

How many years can we wait for such a scene?
The reporters don't believe that the red-faced car is malfunctioning, isn't that too coincidental?

"Crack clap..."

The sound of taking photos resounded on both sides of the cordon.

Inside a Rolls Royce.

Although the clown's smile is still there, the face behind the mask has frozen.

"What is he doing?"

Martin asked, leaning over the front seat and scratching the driver's hair.

"Okay...it seems to be sleeping..." The driver's scalp hurt from being scratched, but he didn't dare to resist, and replied hesitantly.

From his angle of view, he could just see half of He Xiao's car. He saw half of him lying on his side in the back row, who seemed to be wearing earphones, so he hurriedly reported his guess to Martin truthfully.

Martin exploded immediately, "Sleeping? He's fucking sleeping now?"

Since he was a child, he was the only one who bullied others, and no one dared to say anything more. There seemed to be only two or three people who resisted him, but now there was one more.

"Fake! The Chinese man named He Xiao rejected me last time in the manor, and now this red-faced man rejects me again, and dares to block my way with a car! God, what happened this month?! Shui Reverse?"

Martin vented hysterically in the car, thanks to the sound insulation effect of a luxury car like Rolls-Royce, otherwise it would be another big news that would hit the headlines tomorrow if it reached the reporter's ears.

Hearing Martin's roar, the driver was too frightened to say a word, so he had to play dead.

And He Xiao's car.

Naturally, he didn't know that Martin was already furious with anger. At this time, he lay down happily on the back seat, wearing earphones and listening to the piano music playing inside, taking a leisurely doze.

On the street, where the smell of gunpowder was strong, the two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

(End of this chapter)