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

"Who will believe it, who will believe it." Xiaoyu stood up and pushed me: "I hate the way you speak so arrogantly now, Wang Minghang just slapped your dormitory money, come and slap a few times, think about it for yourself , How did you deal with him! The violence you put on him is more than ten times!"

"People like them should have been beaten!" I blushed and said out of breath, "With the power of the Chinese zodiac, it's not been a day or two since we went on a rampage at school. The first person? This kind of person thinks he is an uncle if he doesn't teach them a lesson!"

"They are bastards, are you too?!" Xiaoyu roared hoarsely: "They beat people, and you return them in the same way, so what is the difference between you and them!"

"Don't trap me with such hypocritical theories." I waved my hand impatiently: "It didn't happen to you, you are the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people, and no one has bullied you since you were young, right?" ? You don't understand the feeling of being bullied at all, and you talk a lot of nonsense, but you don't feel backache when you stand and talk!"

Xiaoyu and I couldn't convince anyone, so we had a big fight with each other, and our mouths were flying.He insisted that it is wrong to use violence to control violence; but I think that there is no other way to deal with such small hooligans and punks except violence. [

Any child in the world who has been bullied by a bad boy will not easily open his heart and forgive them.

Being spat on, burned with cigarette burns, forced to kneel on the street, pushed into the urinal in the men's toilet, forced to take out all the pocket money for this month, laughed and slapped in front of many people ...

Such things happen all the time in every corner of the world. After many years, the old gangsters grow up and hold your hand and say sorry.

Can you really forgive him?Can you really let go of all hatred and give him a hug?

I can not.

I can only use my fist and the stick in my hand to seek justice for myself.

If people don't attack me, I won't attack; if people attack me, I will attack!

My dad has spent his whole life with patience, and it turns out that this way of doing things will never work, it will only make more people want to shit on your neck.