One person: Brother Wang Ye, I leveled up by rebelling!

Chapter 114 Did we really win?
In the chaotic square, a panicked crowd gathered, and all kinds of noisy sounds spread like a plague.

Several mobile phones were taken out and began to record the thefts outside the concert.

Hong Bin did not forget his mission at this time. Wang Zhenqiu said that after he escaped, he had to shout even louder. The louder the better. It would be best if it was like a mudslide that destroyed the entire square.

After receiving the order, Hong Bin saw Wang Zhen's ball run away, and then he started yelling at Ding Shimaan again.

"That man must be a thief!"

"Why else would he run away? He's obviously guilty!"

"Brother, my things were stolen from you. You should help me get them back!"

Hong Bin had a simple mind and just remembered the lines Wang Zhenqiu gave him.

In fact, this is moral kidnapping, turning the public opinion of the ignorant masses into a knife.

As soon as these words were spoken, the square suddenly became lively. Not only was there wine, but people were also emboldened. When they found that people around them were doing the same thing, they let go of the burden in their hearts and joined in, openly putting themselves on the moral high ground, ruling the world and directing all living beings.

"Yes! If something is stolen in your place, you should go after it!"

"What are you doing here? Just to eat and eat? It's such a small place, with so many people, but you can't even protect the safety of the audience and their property?"

"You are a bunch of cowards, just resign!"

"Yes, resign!"

As the voices of "Resign!" "Resign!" gradually formed into a slogan, Hong Bin was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect his words to be so appealing. But I just wanted him to find the thief, so why did it change its meaning as he spoke?
Is Wang Zhenqiu's method reliable?
If you ask Ding Shimaan, who has been at the center of the flood twice in a row, he will answer that it is useful, very useful.

Moreover, the people watching the concert here are mainly young people and the elderly, who are very easy to be instigated. The elderly are used to taking advantage of their seniority and always like to give advice. And every seemingly honest young person may also be a god of war who can crush the sky on the Internet and stand at the forefront of public opinion.

During an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent, but if the ground is covered with snow and it crushes a few small flowers and trees, it would not be a crime.

We are innocent, we are just assimilating. You should not argue and explanation is useless. Those who are guilty should have their tongues cut off and honestly accept the whipping of the majority of us. That's all.

"Guys! This guy just kicked out a bunch of people! Did any of your friends get kicked out?"

"Being a small security chief, you have such great authority. I don't know how you can be a dog for your boss on weekdays!"

"That's it. Let's not count on him to find any thieves. If he didn't have a trouser pocket, he would have peed his pants by now!"

...Standing in the center of the torrent, Ding Shimaan smiled with relief.

It's really murderous and heartbreaking.

I'm beginning to wonder if someone is deliberately messing with me. Did I offend anyone with my current identity?

But that’s all in the past. I am a complete person, but I have to obey the judgment of the majority.

Well, it's ironic.

Unfortunately, I, Ding Shimaan, am just a strong man, not a strong lion.

Although they are all animals, humans are advanced and need to abide by many rules and laws of the world. If I were a lion, I would bite these barking idiots to death on the spot.

Well... although I will be shot to death later.

Of course, I am still human in the end, and to a certain extent, I can't help but follow some stupid voices.

As for who is plotting against me...

Ding Shimaan glanced at Hong Bin, his clear eyes seemed to reflect light waves.

After starting the "Inner Cultivation Method - Observation", Ding Shimaan simultaneously tried to understand Hong Bin's expression and the aura emanating from his body.

The boy was also a little dazed at this time, standing in the middle of the crowd that was howling like tigers and wolves, feeling uneasy.

"Forget it, it should have nothing to do with him."

Is someone trying to lure me out?

Do you want to lure out the person represented by this face, or do you want to lure out me, Ding Shimaan?
Tsk, I’m not alone now, why should I think so much?
I have helpers too!

Ding Shimaan ran quickly towards the "thief" and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

But after just dodging the crowd, he did not chase after the so-called thief.

Instead, he called Zhong Xiao.

"Hello? Brother Ding, what can I do for you?" Hearing the voice on the phone, Ding Shian smiled and said, "Brother Zhong, I have to ask you a favor."

"What's the matter?" Zhong Xiao frowned, quite confused.

Then, I heard Ding Shimaan’s explanation.

"Use your gold escape technique to help me chase after this guy. He's wearing a cap, but he'll probably take it off. He's slim and has a feminine profile, but his Adam's apple is that of a man. His hair is a black wig, but his real hair color underneath is blonde."

With Ding Shiman's introspection method, Wang Zhenqiu's concealment was easily seen through.

"Try to find it. If you can't find it, that's fine. I'll guard both the inner and outer courts."

Zhong Xiao was stunned for a moment. After hearing this description, he inexplicably thought of a certain idiot.

Besides, probably no one else can cause trouble here except that idiot.

Now that he already had a predetermined target that was almost certain to be achieved, Zhong Xiao felt more confident.

Besides, he was too bored in the backcourt and was looking for something to do.

Going to catch Wang Zhen’s ball, isn’t that the most interesting thing?

After instructing Zhong Xiao, Ding Shimaan used the Earth Walking Immortal Technique.

"Topographical Immortal: Secret Investigation."

Ding Shimaan hid underground, and his Qi was then spread out and recovered in the form of high-frequency waves.

According to his thinking, the other party most likely wanted to lure him away. In this case, he certainly could not comply with the other party's wish and let Zhong Xiao go out to chase him. As a terrestrial immortal, he might also cover this area and be wary of some guys with abnormal behavior, mainly those with Qi on their bodies.

……

……

Not far away, Wang Zhenqiu finally settled down, threw away the fake items on his body, and then appeared on camera again in person.

Then he called Hong Bin.

"Hello? Little Vulcan, is that person gone?"

Hong Bin finally escaped from the crowd, and said with lingering fear: "I walked, I looked around for several times, but I couldn't find him... Don't ask me to do this kind of work next time, it's too tiring! Although I'm not tired physically, I'm tired mentally!"

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled and said, “You are such a kind person, so you won’t be tired.”

But it seems that he has successfully lured the man out.

With Wang Zhenqiu's eyesight, he could probably tell that the man was no ordinary security guard.

Moreover, why did Chen Mulin only arrange everything outside the stadium?
Who knows, my dear Brother Zhong is watching the backstage.

Well, the good players in charge of watching the outside field have been transferred away. Next, I can privately dispatch a few buddies who know everything to go into the inside field to investigate.

"Hey, dear Brother Zhong, I was the smart one in the end, right?"

"This time, it looks like I'm going to win!"

Wang Zhenqiu stuck out his tongue and felt happy.

However, I always felt like a beam of light flew past my eyes, which was quite eye-catching.

And the color of this light seems a little familiar?

As he thought of this, the next second, a hand rested on Wang Zhenqiu's shoulder.

"My dear Ball, I heard you are going to win?"

Wang Zhenqiu turned his head tremblingly, and sure enough, he saw his dear Brother Zhong.

"Can we really win?" Zhong Xiao smiled happily.

Wang Zhenqiu shrank in place like a little chicken and could only respond in a low voice:

"Um... like winning?"

(End of this chapter)