King of Stage

Cliff, out of control, waved his fists with red eyes, trying to struggle away from Maxim's pull, like a derailed train, he aggressively stepped forward to press on Scooter.

Just three days ago, it was the same Cliff who was at loggerheads because he advised Maxim to give up, it was the same Cliff who thought the band had no future so giving up was the best choice, or it was the same Cliff who boasted that everyone was drunk Soberly watching the blood of the band members with cold eyes.

But the same Cliff stood up and furiously defended the band with all his strength at this time, and directly fought back without reservation in a furious gesture. really pissed off Scout--

Indeed, at this moment, it was obvious that Scout's smile had lost its warmth, and the entire aura gradually cooled down.

Maxim tried his best to forcefully hold Cliff, his panting expression was full of uneasiness, and the situation was still completely out of control.

The strong smell of gunpowder smoke began to permeate, and it seemed that an explosion could be triggered at any time, and the situation was not optimistic.

"...what on earth are you? Justin-damn-Bieber? Bah!"

Cliff, bluntly committing crimes like this, really ignited the tit-for-tat atmosphere at the scene and stabbed the wound in Scooter's heart.

Although Justin Bieber is now in the rising period of the year, and he also successfully won an important nomination for the Grammy Newcomer of the Year last year, it is undoubtedly the best time to continue to expand the territory; but Justin Bieber is the Internet age. A typical idol singer, in addition to having a large number of high school girl fans, also has countless black fans, idol singers who have a bad reputation, have countless black spots all over their bodies.

Especially Justin Bieber's curtain bangs, which can never be shaken, have become an iconic label, attracting countless controversies and complaints.

How could Scout not know?

However, gossip on the Internet is one thing, and it is another thing for Cliff to open the wound without reservation. It can be clearly felt that Scooter's face has directly pulled down, and the corners of his mouth still maintain an upturned smile. Curved, but there is no trace of a smile in the eyes.

The air in the entire bar also cooled down, as if he could feel the chilly murderous aura rushing up the spine of his back.

Scout patted the figure in front of his eyes, "Get out of the way, let him come over! I bet he doesn't have the guts to punch me directly!"

Scout reappeared in front of Cliff, with a sneering smile on his lips, and his contemptuous eyes were provocative little by little, "You know who I am, and I think you should also know what I have mastered. What are you talking about, I just need me to say a word, ban your little unknown band, I don’t think there is any problem.”

"What are you, arm wrestling with me? You are not qualified at all."

"Let me tell you, my words are here today: You can't, you just can't; even if you can, but I say you can't, you can't." The cruelest and bloodiest words, the domineering hidden behind the mask still showed its fangs.

boom!

The anger just got out of control.

"fart!"

Cliff's voice rushed over so forcefully and brutally, completely messing up the elegant mask that Scooter maintained in a simple and rude way, and then Maxim was a little dazed, unable to grab Cliff, fingertips There was only a piece of air left, and Cliff's figure rushed out like a tiger out of the gate.

Oops!

Whether it was Maxim, Ollie, or Scooter and the others, their complexions changed slightly. No one thought that Cliff was really impulsively destroyed, and he threw his fist out of control.

No matter what, he rushed towards Scooter without hesitation, and the scene between the flashes and the flints fell into chaos.

"Cliff! Stop!"

A stern reprimand exploded, and the voice that was full of energy in the dantian and full of energy hit the eardrums directly, and even the echo vibration left by the sound wave could be felt. In an instant, everyone in the entire bar could feel the sound from top to bottom. Under the deterrence, Qiqi stopped his movements.

Including Cliff.

In fact, Cliff was a little flustered, and he never expected that Maxim really let go, and then his body rushed forward uncontrollably, and his mind was pulling the emergency brake, but the forward movement But he was already riding a tiger, and at the same time he was worried that the opponent would launch a counterattack. Instead, he fell into the predicament of having to bite the bullet and step forward, panicked:

How come no one came to stop him? He's crazy, they're all crazy, are they all crazy?

stop!

The violent drinking from behind successfully saved Cliff, and a super-strong slam brake abruptly stopped before it touched Scooter, and regained control of his body, and he could see it in his pupils. Scout, who was close at hand, tremblingly curled up his shoulders and leaned back, his wrinkled face revealed the fear and panic in his heart.

The one who made the sound was Ronan, who finally came back to his senses, and stopped the chaos before things really got out of hand:

Scooter is Scooter, not Trastan.

If it was Trastan, Ronan also hoped to beat him severely to vent his anger; but at this time, he was facing Scooter. A series of endless troubles. In the face of Scooter, you must not make a move.

Ronan maintained a sliver of sanity amidst the chaos and majesty, noticing the imminent and precarious confrontation between Cliff and Scooter, he burst out quick-witted, "Cliff, don't bully the child, you haven't seen that the child has already Are your legs weak from fright? Hurry up and stop."

child……

Scooter's face was no longer calm and calm, and he clenched his fists in anger. Instead, he took half a step forward, trying to provoke Cliff.

But at this time Cliff had regained his sanity, and instantly understood Ronan's meaning. Seeing Scooter's step forward, not only did he not retreat and dodge, but he clenched his fists again and moved towards Scooter in a demonstrative manner. He waved it over - the difference was that this time Cliff controlled the power.

However, the bluffing Scooter reflexively took half a step back, his slightly trembling knees softened, he staggered twice, and his body also turned half sideways, almost losing his center of gravity and falling, looking as timid as a mouse There is no image at all, and even the last bit of self-esteem is completely destroyed.

Cliff sneered at the corner of his mouth, didn't say anything more, just turned around and left like this, to avoid hitting the guy with his fist.