The private room suddenly fell into deathly silence. Everyone was stunned by the sudden violent scene. No one dared to make a sound, and no one dared to continue singing.
The bald man looked around, glancing at the girls, and laughed obscenely: "Tsk tsk, they are really college girls, they are so damn juicy!"
After saying that, he walked steadily towards a girl with a ponytail. The girl was wearing sexy black stockings and was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.
Although she was teased, she could only helplessly move closer to the classmate next to her to seek a little protection.
“Get out of here!!!”
At this moment, a young man with a crew cut suddenly exploded, quickly stood up, and kicked the bald man hard.
"Teach him a lesson!"
The bald man commanded angrily.
The two younger brothers immediately pounced on the young man with a crew cut, pinned him to the ground, and kicked him in the head wantonly, while the bald man picked up a beer bottle and smashed it hard on the young man's head, splashing blood everywhere.
"You're looking for death!" The bald man was furious, his voice deafening.
This group of students were completely shocked. Their faces turned pale and they dared not resist at all. They even had difficulty breathing.
Chu Jinghong and Shen Qingwei sat in the corner. Shen Qingwei held Chu Jinghong's arm tightly, and was so nervous that she almost trembled all over.
Chu Jinghong continued to observe everything calmly and did not rush to take action. He seemed to think that this might be a necessary test of growth for these young people.
Perhaps some of the free lessons in life are the most profound lessons.
Is this world really so beautiful? For a long time, people may have been immersed in idealistic fantasies, mistakenly believing that life is always full of kindness and worry-free.
However, the crises in reality and the complexity of human nature often far exceed our expectations.
The long-haired girl gently touched the arm of the young man in the baseball cap, her voice trembling with worry: "Brother Lei, please help me say something. If they keep fighting like this, they will beat him to death!"
Her friend Akai is being besieged by a group of thugs and is in critical condition. All her hopes are pinned on a young man who seems to have a good background.
"You only thought of me now?!"
The young man in the baseball cap sighed helplessly, with a self-deprecating tone, implying that his influence was not as strong as rumored.
Even so, he stood up resolutely and decided to give it a try.
He slowly walked towards the thugs and said casually, "Everyone, please give me some face and stop fighting. They are all students and have not seen much of the world. It's fate that we met. Let's have a drink together and get to know each other better."
He tried to sound kind in his tone, trying to ease the tension, and silently prayed that the other party would stop.
If this approach had been adopted from the beginning to communicate with people in society, things might not have developed to this point.
He reflected in his heart that although he was not good at negotiations in this kind of situation, he was doing his best at this moment.
However, the bald man was obviously unwilling to give him face and slapped him hard in the face: "You are pretending to be a bitch! What kind of a piece of shit are you!"
The furious bald man was already enraged, and no words of conciliation could calm his anger.
The young man in the peaked cap quickly took out five hundred yuan and handed it over with a smile on his face: "This little money is a small token of my appreciation. Let's just let this matter go."
He hopes to resolve the crisis with money, but the reality is always difficult to achieve.
"You're sending away beggars?"
The bald man yelled angrily, kicked him in the abdomen, and put the few hundred dollars into his own pocket.
The young man felt severe physical pain and a deep sense of powerlessness.
In desperation, he dialed the number and said to the other end through the broken phone screen: "Brother, I was beaten here, bring people here quickly, this is a serious matter. Your brother was bullied, come quickly, there are some beautiful girls, very hot!"
On the other end of the phone, his tone was full of provocation and threats, and he used family affection and charm to women to summon reinforcements.
The people around him were speechless and felt helpless after hearing this. Who could have thought that he could distort right and wrong so shamelessly?
He was clearly not being bullied, yet he described the situation as if it was justified. Wasn't he himself the real perpetrator?
Everyone understood it, but they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Less than ten minutes later, hurried footsteps were heard outside, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room and making everyone hold their breath and their hearts beat faster.
At least dozens of people came. As the door of the private room was pushed open, more people poured into the small space, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became extremely tense.
A large group of people swarmed in, all of them with ferocious faces, as if they had just rushed from a scene, with fierce eyes and obvious hostility.
The leader was a muscular man. After he rushed in, he looked around and roared: "Damn it, you hit my brother?!~" His voice was like thunder, and the place was instantly silent, with all eyes focused on him.
"Brother! It's this damn thing!"
The bald man picked up the dying young man lying on the ground and pointed at the target who had no ability to resist. His words were full of resentment and anger, pointing the blame of the incident directly at him.
Bang! The muscular man grabbed his hair and slammed him against the coffee table. Blood immediately gushed out, causing the girls to scream.
This cruel scene terrified them so much that they covered their eyes but could not help but peek through their fingers.
Zhang Jinlei, a young man wearing a hat, covered his abdomen with his hands, a look of pain on his face.
He seemed to be grasping at straws, pleading in a trembling voice, "My father is Zhang Qifeng, and his son is Zhang Jinlei. Can you please show some mercy and let me go today? Those little bitches, do whatever you want to them. I know nothing, I didn't see anything."
He looked so humble, like a dying man begging for dignity, without any of his usual arrogance, and looked pitiful and servile.
"What a coward! Zhang Jinlei, are you still a human being?"
His plea aroused the anger of the crowd. One of them was so angry that he couldn't help but shout loudly, his words full of disappointment and resentment.
"We've always trusted you, but in the end you want to abandon us to protect ourselves when danger strikes?"
"Yeah! We're all together, and you're actually thinking of running away? Don't you always brag about how capable you are?
"The other person couldn't contain his anger and expressed his contempt and anger directly.
"I've already told you this before, this guy is unreliable. He only cares about himself when things get tough!"
The third person's anger could not be contained, and he pointed out Zhang Jinlei's selfishness without mercy.
The people around nodded one after another, and the voices of agreement came like a tide. The scene suddenly became tense, and a sense of tension permeated every corner.
The muscular man glanced at Zhang Jinlei coldly, his expression instantly darkening. He then slapped Zhang Jinlei in the face with a resounding slap, his voice thunderous and shocking to the entire audience: "Damn it! Can't you hear me? Behave yourself! Even if your father comes today, what can he do?"
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