I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Chapter 100 Xiao Ze's Scheme

Luo Fei withdrew his gaze.

He ignored Xiao Ze's threat.

He turned and walked toward the exit, his steps neither fast nor slow, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Ze was stunned. He just left like that?

He hit someone in front of so many fans, and then just left?

"Stop him!" Xiao Ze roared. "Stop him!"

But no one stopped him. The bodyguard was still lying on the ground, unable to get up, and the assistant was so frightened that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to move at all.

The remaining staff and bodyguards looked at each other, none of them daring to step forward.

Luo Fei's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

Xiao Ze was so angry that he was trembling all over.

The passersby around, as well as those who had just been pushed aside by bodyguards and jostled by fans.

They felt incredibly pleased watching this scene.

Serves him right, he really deserves it.

You dare push people, you dare act arrogantly.

Now they've bitten off more than they can chew.

Some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Serves you right."

A young man muttered to himself.

The woman next to him quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "Don't make a sound, or you'll get filmed and cyberbullied."

The young man pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, but the smile in his eyes was impossible to hide.

At this moment, airport security personnel finally rushed over, squeezed into the crowd, and began to maintain order.

"Make way! Make way!"

"Don't crowd around!"

"Scatter, everyone!"

The fans were pushed back, but they still held up their phones, the cameras following the direction Luo Fei left in.

Unfortunately, Luo Fei had already disappeared into the crowd.

Xiao Ze stood there, panting heavily, while his assistant cautiously approached him.

"Teacher Xiao, are you hurt?"

Xiao Ze looked down at his elbow, which was bruised from hitting the floor, and his chest was also sore from the impact.

He looked up at the bodyguard who had been helped up.

The bodyguard clutched his right hand, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"It seems like my hand is broken..." the bodyguard said through gritted teeth.

Xiao Ze's eyelids twitched. He stared at the direction where Luo Fei had disappeared, his eyes burning with rage.

"Let's go," he said in a low voice, "to the hospital first."

The assistant quickly helped Xiao Ze walk out, and several staff members hurriedly picked up the things on the ground and followed behind.

The fans still want to catch up.

"Xiao Ze! Xiao Ze!"

"Teacher Xiao, are you alright?"

"Brother Xiao Ze!"

Xiao Ze walked out of the airport quickly without looking back, his head down, protected by his assistant. The nanny car was parked at the door.

The assistant opened the car door, Xiao Ze climbed in, and slammed the door shut.

The curtains on the car windows were suddenly pulled shut.

Several staff members and the injured bodyguard got into another car, and the two cars drove away from the airport one after the other.

Inside the car, Xiao Ze leaned back in his seat, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. His assistant carefully handed him a bottle of water.

"Teacher Xiao, have some water..."

Xiao Ze pushed the seat away, spilling water on it.

The assistant didn't dare to say a word and quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe it.

After a long silence, Xiao Ze suddenly spoke.

"That person."

His voice was cold and sinister.

"Investigate for me."

"Find out who he is."

The assistant was taken aback.

"Teacher Xiao, this..."

"What?" The celebrity turned around and stared at him. "Can't you investigate?"

"No, no..." the assistant quickly waved his hand, "We can check, we can check."

Xiao Ze leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and the car fell into a deathly silence.

The car entered the highway and headed towards the city.

In another car, the injured bodyguard sat in the back, gritting his teeth and enduring the excruciating pain in his shoulder.

The staff member next to him felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at his limp, hanging arm.

"What exactly happened?" the staff member asked. "How did you get thrown out?"

The bodyguard shook his head, his face pale.

"I don't know either……"

"You don't know?" The staff member frowned. "You pushed him, and then you flew out?"

"He..." The bodyguard swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "His shoulder just twitched."

"Your shoulder moved?"

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded. "I touched his shoulder, he tilted his shoulder back, and then..."

He paused.

"And then I flew away."

The staff stared at him as if he were a madman.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Really!" the bodyguard exclaimed anxiously. "I'm not lying to you! It really is like that! I simply couldn't withstand that force."

The staff member didn't say anything more, but his expression clearly showed that he didn't believe it.

Who would believe something like that?

With a slight sway of his shoulder, he sent a burly man weighing nearly 180 pounds flying several meters.

This isn't a movie; this is reality.

The bodyguard, seeing that he didn't believe him, became so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.

"I'm telling the truth! You can check the security footage when you get back!"

The staff member grimaced.

monitor?

Airports are places with tons of surveillance cameras.

But what can be captured by surveillance cameras from that angle?

At most, the footage shows a bodyguard walking over, reaching out, and then suddenly flying away.

The way the shoulder swayed made it impossible to capture a clear shot.

Even if the footage is clear, no one will believe it.

The car continued driving forward.

The bodyguard leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and his face grew paler and paler.

The staff member glanced at him, took out his phone, and sent a message to Xiao Ze's assistant.

"Brother Li, Xiao Liu's hand might really be broken. He needs to go to the hospital for a thorough check-up."

The message came back quickly.

"Understood. Teacher Xiao said to have the company investigate that person."

The staff member was taken aback.

check?

How do I check?

In a place like an airport with such a large flow of people, how can you check on just one person?

But he didn't ask any further questions.

Anyway, it's not his business.

Xiao Ze leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with the scene from just now.

That person's eyes.

That calm look in his eyes was unsettling.

It's like looking at something insignificant.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh. He had never been treated like this in all these years.

He trained for two and a half years before debuting on a talent show, and has now become a top star, enjoying a smooth and successful career.

They have companies supporting them and fans worshipping them.

People make way for me wherever I go.

Who would dare touch a single hair on his head?

Today is much better.

One of our own men got attacked.

He himself was also completely disoriented from the impact.

That person just left like that.

And it happened in front of so many fans, right in front of him.

He couldn't swallow this insult.

"Brother Li," he suddenly said.

The assistant quickly came over.

"Teacher Xiao?"

"Contact the company." Xiao Ze opened his eyes, his gaze sinister. "Have them check the airport surveillance footage and get a screenshot of that person's face."

"And then?" the assistant asked cautiously.

"And then?" the celebrity sneered, "Post it online."

"Let the fans see how badly their beloved Xiao Ze was bullied at the airport."

The assistant was taken aback.

"Teacher Xiao, this..."

"What?" the celebrity stared at him. "This won't do either?"

"It's not that it's impossible," the assistant said carefully, "but what if that person has some kind of background..."

"Background?" the celebrity scoffed. "What kind of background could he possibly have?"

"Even if they have connections, can they be more powerful than me?"

He paused.

"My face is the biggest backdrop."

"His fans could drown him with their spittle."

The assistant didn't say anything more.

He knew Xiao Ze's temper.

At this point, nothing you say will make a difference.

and……

To be honest, this isn't the first time they've done something like this.

A passerby previously took a photo of Xiao Ze smoking and posted it online.

Xiao Ze posted an update saying that he had been maliciously photographed and his privacy had been violated.

The fans immediately criticized that person.

That person was cyberbullied for three whole months and finally had to delete their account and apologize.

On another occasion, a paparazzi photographed Xiao Ze meeting privately with a female fan.

Xiao Ze posted an update saying he was being slandered.

The fans attacked the paparazzi again.

The paparazzi's studio was shut down, all his accounts were banned, and in the end, he could no longer be contacted.

They were very experienced in this kind of thing.

The assistant leaned back in his chair and sighed inwardly.

That young man, may you have good luck.

The car entered the city.

It stopped in front of a private hospital.

Xiao Ze put on a mask and hat, and, protected by his assistant, quickly walked into the hospital.

VIP access.

Go straight upstairs.

Examine, take X-rays, apply medication.

The doctor said it was a minor soft tissue contusion and nothing serious.

Xiao Ze's expression softened somewhat.

In another consultation room.

The injured bodyguard is also undergoing examination; the results have just come out.

The doctor looked at the scans and frowned.

"Right shoulder dislocation, complicated with avulsion fracture of the greater tuberosity of the humerus and wrist fracture."

"How did you get hurt?"

Did you stop the car by hand?

The bodyguard gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The doctor didn't ask any more questions.

"First, reposition it, then immobilize it. Hospitalization for observation is required."

The bodyguard nodded, but his mind was in turmoil. A mere sway of his shoulder had caused him to be in this state.

What kind of monster is that person...?

After Xiao Ze finished treating his injuries, he sat in the VIP lounge when his assistant pushed the door open and came in.

"Teacher Xiao, the company has replied."

He looked up.

"How so?"

"They said they would check the airport surveillance footage and find out the person's identity as soon as possible."

The celebrity nodded.

"Anything else?"

"And..." the assistant paused, "the public relations team is all set. We can post an update as soon as their identities are confirmed."

The celebrity squinted.

"What?"

The assistant carefully chose his words, "We received news that you were maliciously attacked at the airport and seriously injured. Your fans are very worried."

"Use the photo you just checked as the accompanying image."

Xiao Ze thought for a moment.

"not enough."

The assistant was taken aback.

"What's not enough?"

"Not enough force." The celebrity stood up and walked to the window.

The city skyline is visible outside the window.

The sunlight shone on his face, but his eyes were filled with gloom.

"I want to kill him."

"I want everyone to know that if he dares to mess with me, he will pay the price."

The assistant swallowed hard.

"So how would you like to send it?"