They walked towards Song Yi, and Song Yi saw clearly the girl who had been bullied by them before - she had neat short hair, half of her school uniform had been stripped off, and she had large bruises on her back.

She lay there, holding her chest with one hand and propping herself on the ground with the other, raising her head to look at Song Yi.

That look made Song Yi a little moved.

Anger, unwillingness, pain, and anger at one's own weakness are very similar to the eyes of an old man.

"What do you see? Think someone else will come to your rescue? I'll tell you to dream! ”

A girl suddenly stepped on the head of the short-haired girl, and with great strength, she directly pressed her face to the ground.

"Talking to you, are you deaf? Yes! Speak! "A little sister wanted to slap Song Yi's face when she got started.

Song Yiyi, who looked away from the short-haired girl, grabbed her fist.

"You're breaking the law." Song Yiyi shook off her hand and looked at them expressionlessly, "And I've already called the police." ”

"Fuck you!" The little sister who was thrown off her hand burst into a foul language, "Who the made you meddle!" Sisters, call me! Anyway, there is no surveillance here, let's take a video of her clothes to see if she dares to meddle! ”

A group of little sisters rushed up and wanted to do something discordant and illegal to Song Yi.

They feel that they are so many more people than Song Yi, and it is not easy to beat her up as a thin and small girl?

When they beat her up and then ran away, the police couldn't catch them, and the two people who were photographed and videographed were even more daring.

As long as they operate again, they may be able to make a lot of money!

Song Yi directly took the fist of a certain little sister, and then looked sideways at the other party.

"You're aggravating your crimes."

"Cao Nima!"

What responded to Song Yi was the foul language of the little sister.

A group of people rushed up and were about to pull Song Yi's hair, Song Yi grabbed the fist in his hand and pulled her to the side, and the two girls immediately collided together.

"! Slap her in the face! ”

Another girl rushed up and wanted to poke Song Yi's eyes, but Song Yi grabbed her wrist and kicked the other girl away.

"You stinky! If you have the ability, you let go of me! The little sister who was caught by Song Yi shouted and stretched out a hand to grab Song Yi's hair, but Song Yi fell to the ground over-the-shoulder.

This group of little sisters relied on the large number of people in their small gang, so they had never been afraid of anyone, who would have thought that today they would suddenly meet Song Yi, who grew up in elementary school, and was beaten up for a while.

After beating the little sisters down and not being able to get up, Song Yi took a tissue and wiped his hands.

She walked up to the short-haired girl and held out her hand.

The girl didn't get up with Song Yi's strength, she sat on the ground wrapped in her torn clothes, and looked at Song Yi with a cruel look in her eyes.

"Why help me?"

Her chin had just been broken, and now her skin was very hideous.

"What is your purpose?"

Sensing that she didn't need help, Song Yi withdrew his hand.

"There is no purpose in helping others."

The short-haired girl laughed.

"No way, I don't believe it."

It turned out to be a problem girl.

Song Yi knew that it was useless to tell her now, so she simply didn't answer the conversation, and she handed over her tissue.

"You've got to hold the wound on your chin."