Chapter 517: Once the Suona Sounds, the Ghost King Welcomes the Bride, and a Hundred Ghosts March by Night!

"Make way! Make way!"

Su Meng and the others were walking when, from behind them, over a dozen people suddenly rushed past like a gust of wind.

Those people were running so fast that they crashed straight into Wang Laowu.

Wang Laowu stumbled, nearly falling to the ground, and the big and small packages he was carrying went tumbling everywhere.

Clothes and a few bits of gear were also scattered all over the place.

Those people, however, didn't pause for even a second, charging madly toward that chaotic zone, each of them shouting loudly.

"Brother! Brother! Brother!"

That large chaotic zone was already in total disarray by now.

Countless screams and cheers merged into one, making the entire airport seem utterly chaotic.

"Holy shit!" Su Meng instantly flew into a rage.

What the hell kind of people are these? What are they doing?

Without a second thought, he jumped up onto a row of seats nearby and looked around.

He saw that in the middle of that large chaotic zone, there was faintly a tall, thin figure, with a head of bleached blond hair and a face mask on, so his face couldn't be made out.

Around him were several police officers, shielding him as they walked outward.

Only that person wasn't very cooperative, his steps dragging instead.

The large ring of people surrounding them were all young, mostly a bunch of young girls.

Some were waving signs frantically, others were holding up phones filming desperately, each of them screaming nonstop.

With such an obvious situation, Su Meng figured it out at a glance.

What the hell, is there a celebrity here? Fans coming to pick them up at the airport?

After all, he'd seen plenty of similar scenes in his previous life himself… ahem, ahem… so embarrassing to say.

……

Seeing the scene growing more and more chaotic, the police officers were getting anxious too and said loudly.

"Move it! Which floor are you going to anyway?"

That celebrity, however, still had a leisurely air about him, not even bothering to speak.

The police officer grew even more anxious and said loudly.

"Who's here to pick you up?"

Saying so, he grabbed the celebrity and started dragging him toward the elevator.

But unexpectedly, in the eyes of those fans, his actions looked like an offense against their idol.

The crowd suddenly exploded.

"Let go of him! Take your stinking hands off him!"

"Don't push him, don't push him, don't push him, don't push him!"

"Brother! Brother! Someone's bullying brother!"

Others shouted loudly too.

"The police are hitting people! The police are hitting people!"

Some fans who were closer even raised their hands to shove that police officer.

In an instant, the scene descended into total chaos.

……

Seeing such a scene, Su Meng was seized by an inexplicable surge of fury.

What the hell kind of people are these?

Not only are they obstructing public order one by one, they actually think they're in the right?

And they're biting back, accusing the police of hitting people?

And that idiot celebrity—what game he's playing, how could Su Meng possibly not see through it?

Just hasn't gotten enough photos taken, enjoying that feeling of being on top?

Damn it! The thing I can't stand most in this world is exactly this!

Su Meng swept his gaze around, saw Wang Laowu and the others picking things up off the ground, and called out directly.

"Old Wang, bring me that gong!"

Huh? Wang Laowu froze for a second, then hurriedly handed over the gong and wooden mallet he'd just picked up.

Su Meng stood on the chair, gong in his left hand, wooden mallet raised in his right, and brought it down hard.

"Clang!" A tremendous gong sound suddenly exploded through the airport.

The enormous sound made the scene fall silent in an instant.

The chaotic noise vanished in a flash, turning deathly quiet.

Those frenzied fans also instinctively froze, turning their heads to look this way.

Seeing it was just someone banging a gong, those fans paid no heed and turned back to start screaming again.

But by then, Su Meng's furious roar had already rung out.

"You idiot celebrity, control your brain-dead fans!"

What? That roar stunned everyone.

Especially those fans, who instantly flew into a rage.

How dare you insult my idol?

But just as they were about to erupt, another tremendous gong sound rang out from Su Meng, jolting their hearts and making them instinctively shut their mouths.

Su Meng's furious roar continued to ring out.

"This is a public place—don't you know how to maintain public order? Do you have even the most basic decency?"

"What kind of dogshit celebrity are you? When they prop you up, you're a celebrity; when they don't, you're not even worth a pile of dog crap!"