Wang Xiaohu didn't have any fighting skills at all, only some basic fighting moves that he had learned in the police station before, and they were all grappling moves, which were all used to subdue them, and in this kind of scene, there was no way to perform them at all.

"Yo he, do you dare to fight back? Today, then today, your hand will also be abolished!"

Several people punched and kicked Wang Xiaohu at the door of the store, and the pedestrians on the street didn't seem to see it, and they didn't even stop.

It's not that the citizens of Zhongshan City are indifferent, it's really because such things are normal on this bar street, so normal that even the Chinese people, who have always been famous for watching the excitement, don't want to watch it.

"The vast end of the world is my love~ The flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green mountains~ What kind of ballad ......"

"Who's—who's putting on such a corny song? I can't get enough of it!"

The people who were beating Wang Xiaohu stopped directly after hearing this song, looking around for who was playing the song.

These members of the Snake Tooth Gang all work on this bar street, and they usually listen to some electronic music or some foreign language songs that they don't understand, but they don't understand it at all, but they just feel that they are forced to be high, and even feel that if they listen to this kind of music, they will become the kind of people who are forced to be high, so they are very disgusted with this kind of Tuhi song.

I feel that even if I hear someone playing this kind of song on the street, I will rush out and beat someone.

"Boss, it seems to be this kid. ”

This boss is not very good-looking, and his ears are not good, so he followed the guidance of the younger brother to see the mobile phone that fell out of Wang Xiaohu's side because of the fight.

"Damn, what kind of broken phone is this? Why do you still have a marquee?"

The boss looked down and was almost blinded by the phone on the ground.

A silver-white mobile phone the size of a brick, surrounded by a circle of colored lights constantly flickering with music, the real screen is not that big, and there is a keyboard on it.

Now there are very few mobile phones with keyboards, and the more silly design is that there are some diamonds on these keyboards that look plastic, and these plastic diamonds will also glow, and the mobile phone seems to be surrounded by speakers, and the volume is deafening.

The passers-by who were originally unconcerned about the fight here, after hearing the singing from here, came with disdainful eyes, as if they were laughing at these low-handed coercions.

"Look at it! I didn't put this song on it, I put it on, this, this, he put it on. ”

A younger brother couldn't stand this kind of gaze and shouted at those passers-by, where do passers-by care about this, but he didn't dare to provoke these few people who were obviously hooligans, so he rolled his eyes and walked away quickly.

"Tell him to stop!"

The eldest roared at the younger brother.

The little brother muttered in his heart, this kind of thing also needs me to come, why didn't you think of me when you split the money.

Of course, the little brother just thought about it in his heart, and didn't dare to say it.

"I'll let you it!"

The little brother is about to step on this mobile phone directly, although Wang Xiaohu was beaten with a swollen nose and face, but the injuries are also concentrated on the face, it may be that those gangsters did it intentionally, and they feel that hitting a person's face is the biggest insult to a person, so although Wang Xiaohu is driving very badly now, there is actually nothing wrong with his hands and feet.

Seeing that the man wanted to kick his beloved mobile phone, Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes that had been beaten and swollen into eggs, and took the mobile phone into his arms.

The little brother stomped on the ground violently, but instead of stepping on the phone, he flashed himself.

"Damn, why do you dare to hide? I'll let you hide! I'll let you hide!"

The little brother didn't smash the mobile phone with one foot, but flashed himself, and suddenly felt that his face couldn't hang up, and began to kick Wang Xiaohu violently.

Wang Xiaohu stubbornly protected his mobile phone.

"I beg you, this phone is my last thing, don't destroy it. ”

Wang Xiaohu said this in pain, because his mouth had been beaten and deformed.

In fact, this mobile phone is not very valuable, but the things stored in this mobile phone are Wang Xiaohu's memories.

There are photos of his sister in it, and Wang Xiaohu will not let this mobile phone easily have an accident based on this alone.

The previous Nokia mobile phone didn't even have a camera, and after Yingying was taken to the Security Bureau, Wang Xiaohu also felt that his life was a lot easier, so he spent money to buy a second-hand domestic copycat mobile phone, not for anything else, just because there are so many speakers and so many lights on this mobile phone.

This is very face-saving in Wang Xiaohu's opinion.

But who would have thought that in just a few days, Yingying was arrested by the security bureau, and there has been no news so far, Wang Xiaohu tried to investigate, but it was useless, Wang Xiaohu was just an ordinary person, how could he fight against the behemoth of the security bureau?

The Security Bureau even secretly investigated Wang Xiaohu, and only after confirming that Wang Xiaohu was an ordinary person did not make a move against Wang Xiaohu, otherwise where would Wang Xiaohu still be able to watch the gate here? I am afraid that he would have been imprisoned a long time ago.

"You turn off the music first, damn it, what a song, just hearing it makes me feel like my ears are polluted!

The little brother kicked Wang Xiaohu a few more times.

Wang Xiaohu struggled to turn sideways and carefully protected the phone in his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would suddenly appear and snatch the phone away.

"Telephone?Ye Huang?Why is this guy?"

"What's the matter? Why the hell are you going to shut it down!" The little brother saw that Wang Xiaohu hadn't turned off this broken song for a long time, and couldn't help but kick Wang Xiaohu again.

Wang Xiaohu was also struggling with whether to answer the phone, at this moment Wang Xiaohu's feelings about Ye Huang were complicated, he was originally only grateful to Ye Huang, but since he heard that his sister was arrested because of Ye Huang, Wang Xiaohu was no longer grateful to Ye Huang.

"Shut it down!"

"Enough!" Wang Xiaohu seemed to be in a messy mood, as if he couldn't stand the sudden outburst anymore.

The people were visibly stunned and looked at each other.

"Yo he, you're already like this, it's enough, I'm enough for your sister!

"Don't talk about my sister!" Wang Xiaohu stood up from the ground with difficulty, his body swaying, but his eyes were firm, and his mouth was tightly pursed.

But what awaits Wang Xiaohu is a punching bag-sized fist.

"Who do you think you are? Don't talk about your sister? I want to say, not only do I want to talk about your sister, I also want to say that your mother says your father, and your music taste is so low that you can't be low, just because of this, I'm afraid of dirty your hands!"

Wang Xiaohu was punched and fell to the ground, his face was swollen again, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was not the one who was beaten just now, he tidied up his hair slightly, and his swollen eyes that could not be opened stared at the few gangsters in front of him, wiped a handful of blood and saliva left from the corners of his mouth, and slowly said to these little hooligans.

"That's what you're wrong, there's no difference between high and low music, only the public and the minority, what you don't like is not necessarily low, what I like is not necessarily high, and why bother to divide a high and low? Music is just music, if you are entangled in which music is more high-end and which music is more low, you will lose the original meaning of music......

"Well, why the hell have you been beaten stupidly, have you beaten me!" A few thugs were stunned when they heard this, but this did not affect Wang Xiaohu from continuing to be beaten.

The thugs said Cao Nima while fighting back.

"Why do I want you to teach me? Are you mentally retarded? Are I talking to you about music?! Beat me! Beat me to death!"