Bear kids have to be abused

?Days are dull. After the intense college entrance examination, college life is much more boring than I imagined. The only thing worth mentioning is that the class leader did not choose a school in the capital or try to get into a foreign Ivy League university with the top score in city X. Instead, I chose a local university in X City like me.

Although it is also a first-class institution, it is not as famous as Capital University after all. I heard that the school had a talk with the class monitor after filling out the volunteers. I don’t know what they talked about, but the monitor’s volunteers did not change a word in the end.

In the university, the class monitor was in the same class as me, and he was still the class monitor.

Although I hated him at first, as I got older, I gradually changed my opinion of him. After all, university is like a small society, and he handles the affairs of the student union with ease, and his studies have always been among the best. Very high, which makes me a little admired.

What's more, he has always been obedient in front of me, and he didn't put on airs as the president of the student council, because we live in the same dormitory, and we don't see each other every day, so the relationship has become much more harmonious.

After graduation, we happened to live in the opposite door again, but I didn't like to go out very much, and since a class reunion, I had more doubts about the class monitor, and gradually alienated him.

However, what I didn't expect was that he suddenly called me on such a night.

I don't like to be noisy, so when the class monitor asked me to meet at the bar, I actually refused at first. However, based on the friendship of more than ten years, the other party has always accommodated my bad temper, so it was not easy for me to refuse.

Well, in fact, it was his crying on the phone that made my scalp tingle, and I wanted to see what kind of nerves this guy had.

I just find it a little strange. Although the class monitor is a little girly and weak in my impression, that is what happened when I was in school. Now he is also an elite man in a suit and leather shoes. He is the CEO of a large multinational company. Crying on the phone and saying you want to see me?It's still in such a place that doesn't fit his status.

This is a grotesque world that doesn't suit me, so the moment I stepped into it, the whole bar was silent for a moment.

I ignored the cold or fiery eyes around me and went straight to the bar. The man lying there was the target of my trip.

I stood beside the man with my hands in my trouser pockets and kicked the stool under him.

The squad leader turned his head with staring eyes, and when he saw me, he immediately jumped up. The wine glass on the bar was knocked down by him, and half of the glass of wine was poured on me.

"Han Han Han Lei, I'm sorry! I'll wipe it for you!"

I dodged the squad leader who wanted to wipe my hand, that position was too embarrassing, ruined my good mood today, and said with a cold face, "If you have anything to say, hurry up, I'm leaving. "

The squad leader's cheeks were flushed, and he looked like he was drunk. I stood against the bar counter to prevent people from seeing me when I got wet.

"Han, Han Lei, me, me..."

The squad leader started to stutter again, he hasn't been like this for a long time, I glared at him, and planned to leave if he didn't say anything about me.

"Han Lei, I like you!" When he said this, his face was flushed, and his eyes were fixed on me. After waiting for a long time without any change in my expression, he understood, and his face immediately turned pale. The head repeated in a low voice: "Han Lei, I like you."

"If there is nothing else, I'll leave first." I looked coldly at this man who was half a head shorter than me. He graduated from a prestigious school and had a successful career. Before he was 30, he became a bellwether of the city's upper class. , People like this say they like me, but I don't feel any emotion. I just feel that it's a pity that there will be one less person who can be manipulated in the future.

"Don't come to me again." I couldn't see his expression, but his body trembled visibly, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, his joints turned white, and soon there was red liquid As the drips fell, I glanced at him, turned and headed to the back of the bar, where there was a sign for a restroom.

Through the dark corridor, I entered the toilet cubicle, leaned against the partition, took out a few pieces of paper and wiped my body. The wine with ice cubes made me feel a little uncomfortable. The key is to stick it tightly after getting wet. There, it's very unsightly.

Thinking of what happened just now, I rubbed my fingertips, took out the cigarette case from my pocket, smoked one and held it in my hand.

"Click" The sound of the lighter igniting echoed in the small toilet, I sighed, suddenly there was a violent knock behind me, accompanied by the young man shouting, "Great! Finally someone!! Hey buddy Hurry up! Send me the roll paper!"

When I was hit by him like this, I tilted my body, and the cigarette in my hand almost fell off. I turned around and looked at the partition that was banged. It looked very fragile, and it was vibrated by the person next door. The ashes fell off my head.

I looked there, and the young man next door saw that I hadn't moved, and he had already started to seduce me. I looked and watched, and suddenly kicked me.

This toilet is not very good. There are only two compartments, separated by simple wooden boards. I can almost hear the cracking sound of the partitions breaking.

I took two puffs of the cigarette, threw the remaining half of the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with my foot and walked out.

The environment here is so bad that there is not even a sink. I stroked the ashes on my hair unhappily, and my mood became even more irritable.

"Hey! You really are a big beauty!" A bald man suddenly appeared at the corner of the corridor. After saying this inexplicable sentence, he picked up a strange tube and blew out a tube of powder. full face.

I immediately covered my nose and retreated into the corridor. Looking at me with my bald head, I stuck out my tongue and licked my lower lip and said, "What should I do? I'm a bit reluctant to hand it over."

"Boss! This... that person paid a lot of money, and we only took a deposit!" Three more people came out from behind the bald head, all of whom were gangsters with piercing tattoos. I feel some discomfort in my body, but the powder is definitely not a good thing.

They have already treated me as a bag, discussing how to deal with me, and it is unbelievable that I have a bald head when I punch me, but also, my appearance is very deceiving, although I am tall, I am also very thin, plus On this face, it doesn't look like a fist is so hard.

The bald head was punched and fell to the ground fiercely. His three boys were startled by my punch. They didn't react for a while, and I kicked another one down.

The other two were buffered but not so easy to deal with. They were experienced in fighting and blocked the exit tightly, preventing me from running out.

The bald man got up cursing, dragged his two young horses by the collar and threw them behind him. He spit out the blood in his mouth and looked at me and said grimly, "Let me conquer this fierce horse!"

The bald head is no shorter than me, and the body is twice as strong as mine. I can barely fight with him, but as the body gets hotter and hotter, the strength in my body is gradually disappearing. I know that if I don't find a way, I really can't escape. .

I squinted my eyes, and suddenly punched the bald head hard on the bridge of the nose. This blow almost exhausted all my strength. The bald head let out a scream, and fell down clutching his nose. Nosebleeds and tears flew together.

I broke the bridge of his nose, which is a weakness of human beings. No matter how powerful a person is when this part is broken, he would be in agony, and the tears could not be stopped, but the bridge of the nose is very hard, and my own hands are not good enough. feel good.

I saw the right time, stepped over the bald head and rushed towards the exit blocked by his three horse boys. Fortunately, the bald head was conceited and didn't let his horse boys swarm up, otherwise I would have lost my chance.

It's just that I underestimated the bald head's toughness. Seeing that I was about to beat the three little bastards to the ground, the bald head suddenly got up and threw himself on me, with his arms clamped around my waist like iron clamps. .

My body was so hot, my head was dizzy, and I was a little confused when I saw things. I thought something was wrong, so I bit the tip of my tongue hard, and then I woke up a little bit.

The bald head hugged me by the waist, he laughed, nosebleeds were still hanging on his nose, and his yellow teeth were so disgusting that I couldn't help it, so I raised my fist and punched him in the face.

"Excuseme, are you... finished? I'm going out!" A somewhat familiar voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw a young man about my height, dressed in hip-hop, raising his hands to express It is harmless to humans and animals, he said with a smile, "My mother always said that China has good security, why do I think it is no different from Washington?"

"Get out! It has nothing to do with you, brat!" The bald head was beaten up black and blue, and his three boys were not much better, lying on the ground rolling around with their stomachs in their arms.

The young man was originally smiling, but when he heard the bald man calling him a brat, his eyes suddenly widened. The round and round man looked a bit cute like an ignorant boy.

It's just that what he did was not like a good boy in an ivory tower at all. He stepped on the pony under his feet and walked over. His bald head felt his malicious intentions, but he didn't dare to let me go, and he was stern He shouted, "Little devil! If you are sensible, get out of here!"

The young man tilted his head and grinned, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the bald head by the neck and knocked him against the wall.

"Bang bang" a few times, the bald head was covered with blood, the young man smiled even more happily, and said in his ear, "I hate people calling me a brat the most!"

I leaned against the wall and watched the young man lightly solve the bald head. I felt my legs were shaking, my face was very hot, I couldn't lift a little strength from my body, and my eyes began to blur again.

The young man's face became bigger and bigger in my line of sight, and he asked uncertainly, "Lei Lei?"

The only one who can call me by my nickname is my mother. Before my brain could react, my body moved first, and she slapped me, "Who the fuck are you!"?