Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Ma Liang sees everything all day long, and is surrounded by a strong father; Shunzi goes to the city's No. [-] Middle School, but there is no trace; so the easy-to-find hooligans and mice become targets, and many bored teenagers vent their anger. Every now and then, they would be taken out and beaten up, and all valuables would be stripped off them.

In terms of being beaten, the mouse is quite familiar with it.He didn't say a word, and looked like he was being bullied, just waiting for the four teenagers to punch him.If you're lucky, after playing for ten minutes, they will naturally get annoyed, and they can go home by themselves.

The mouse breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart became calmer.

The box of crumpled cigarettes had been snatched away, and the teenagers searched the mouse one by one, but found nothing.Sure enough, one of the teenagers couldn't hold back any longer, and kicked the mouse's ass.

So the mouse was kicked around by the four teenagers like a ball, and they were asked to call him "Dad" or something like that during the process.Rats used to do this kind of thing, but those who hit people before became the ones who were beaten; those who insulted people became the ones who were insulted. [

The mouse counted silently in his heart: 27... 28...

That's how many times they kicked the mouse.The mouse didn't know why he had to count, did he still want to take revenge?That's too far away, maybe it's just a boring counting game...

The teenagers' feet were not heavy, and the mouse was not that vulnerable, so after dozens of feet, the mouse still stood with its head held high.The teenagers were really tired, and they decided to play something new.

"Hey, mouse, get down!" a teenager yelled.

"What?" The mouse raised its blank eyes.

"I told you to get down, didn't you hear?!" The boy was furious, and walked over to slap him.

The mouse got down obediently.The boy shouted again: "Belly up!" The mouse turned over again.

The boy stepped on the mouse's belly with both feet, stomped hard twice, and said cheerfully: "Bouncing on the trampoline, human flesh on the trampoline!"

The mouse only felt that its internal organs were torn apart, and almost vomited out the last night's meal. It moved its body involuntarily, and the boy stepped on the ground, slipped and yelled angrily: "You want to die, don't you!"