Chapter 4: Be the next best person
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The girl opened the man's head.
Suddenly, I remembered what Xiaobai said to me not long ago. Many people fell in love with this nut, and in the end she opened her head.
Not only did I feel stunned, but many people were stunned.
I didn't expect that this thin girl would have such a big temper.
It's true that she is wild in dressing, and her speaking style is a bit rough, but no matter how she looks at it, she is a girl. Girls are often synonymous with weakness, and that's such a girl who opens a man's head.
"ah!"
The man screamed in pain, covered his head with his hands, and squatted on the ground. The blood oozed out of his hands could easily see that the girl was using a lot of strength. She ignored the discussions of people around her and glanced at the man with some disdain: "Don't think that drinking some horse urine has the capital to do whatever she wants."
"Tsk."
Smash it, smash it, and fall into shock.
At this time, I no longer hoped to give birth to something with her. It was not my dish. This is one of them. The most important thing is that I don’t want to be like this man squatting on the ground.
The girl is leaving.
But two people blocked her way in front of her.
It should be that man's friend.
"Why, I want to leave after hitting someone?" said one of them.
"Haha, he doesn't speak a bad mouth. Will my aunt hit him?"
"Oh, the little girl has a pretty temper." The man smiled: "Just just want you to sing another song, you just open your head. What? No one in Sijiu City can cure you, right?"
"oh?"
Her eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and she looked at the person in front of her, and said, "Since what this is, do you want to cure me?"
The man touched his chin and secretly said, "I don't want to treat you, there is no obligation. But seeing that my friend has someone beaten me, it's a bit unrighteous to not stand up, I want to ask you, how do you want to solve this problem?"
"Don't ask me."
The girl seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, and she smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth. After a while, she pointed to the man who had already stood up. "You ask him, ask him how he wanted to solve it."
Generally, there are two solutions to this kind of thing. One is to call the police and coordinate with the police; the other is simpler, and both parties negotiate to compensate for some medical expenses.
The man is silent.
He stared at the girl viciously for a moment and spit out two words: "Loss money."
"How many?"
"Eight thousand."
"Wow"
There was a burst of discussion in the crowd, as if everyone thought that this man was a bit too much. He was the one who caused the trouble, and now he was the one who bit back. The despicable human nature is at its fullest moment.
"I don't have that much." The girl frowned, "What's more, you can get rid of your small injury by going to the hospital for two thousand yuan."
“That’s without trauma.”
The man smiled obscenely: "My weak heart has been traumatized."
Rogue.
There is no adjective that is more appropriate than these two words to describe this man.
"Scum."
The girl laughed and cursed, pushing away the two people blocking her, "You call the police, aunt will not play with you anymore."
"Oh, don't leave."
The man grabbed the girl's shoulder and said, "It's easy to say if you don't have money."
"Um?"
"It can be paid for meat."
"How about playing with the three of us brothers and paying the bill?"
""
The girl was speechless.
Many people are speechless.
I have seen a weird thing, but this is the first time I have seen such a weird thing.
The plots in previous film and television dramas were now staged in front of us. It seems that art sometimes really comes from life.
"roll."
The girl proved her attitude with one word.
"You can't help it."
After saying that, the man used his eyes to signal his two friends and surrounded the girl in a triangle.
"Come on?" the girl asked, tilting her head.
"What about that?"
The man smiled and touched his chin, his eyes wandering on the girl.
"Go to your uncle."
The girl was like a cat with fur, and she slapped the man without hesitation.
"Bang."
The sound was very loud, and even the DJ music in the bar couldn't stop the sound.
Clear and audible.
The man was stunned.
But it's only a moment.
"You're fucking tired of living." The man grabbed the girl's arm and signaled her to stand her together, and left the bar in front of everyone. The girl was just a girl after all, and even though she struggled very hard, she still couldn't break free.
There were a few young people in the crowd who wanted to come forward to stop them, but most of them were stopped by their friends. No one was a fool when they came out to play. Men could take the girl away with such confidence, and they must have their own support.
What's more, this city is called Beijing, haha.
The girl broke free from hopelessness and calmed down, looking at the crowd as if she was begging. She did not shout or ask for help, but just looked at the indifferent group we were in.
Some people always ask whether this society is indifferent or the people who constitute this society are indifferent. I have no answer, and more importantly, now is not the time to think about the answer.
When I encounter such a thing, my choices are mostly the same as those who remain silent. The principle of "no matter is to stay high" is one that I have been following for a long time after graduation.
But today is an exception.
I don't know if it's because I want to have something with her or something else.
"etc."
In amazement, I walked out and stopped the three men.
The girl glanced at me, wondering if it was an illusion, but a bright color flashed in her eyes like autumn water.
"Oh, there are really some people who want to meddle in other people's business."
The man smiled and said, "Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?"
"Brother, no matter who you are, it's wrong for you to do this."
Put down the wine glass and said extremely seriously.
"ha?"
The man was stunned for a moment and began to laugh loudly. His friends laughed, and even a few of the people watching the show around the stage laughed out loud.
"Are you a funny guy invited by monkey?"
I realized that I also smiled. The words I just said were indeed quite a second-rate.
But, so what?
Since you want to be a good person, you must be a good person.
The ideal script is that I slapped the three men in the front three times, or punched them a few times, then hugged the girl and left. The girl would even be grateful and promised her.
It’s a pity that this is reality, not a film and television drama plot.
After I went to college, I never fought with anyone again, let alone entering the workplace?
Sometimes fists can solve problems simply and roughly, including the current situation, but it does not apply to me.
I have my own way.
For example, reasoning.
Chapter completed!