Syllable!

The backpacker man walked up and slapped her.

The woman's tears flowed down her cheeks, these were involuntary tears, her heart was full of fear and grievance, she didn't understand why this man was beating her.

She didn't seem to have done anything wrong, was it because her tone wasn't gentle enough?

She couldn't help but think of when she lived in junior high school, those girls who mixed well also bullied her like this, and at that time, she also cried like this.

She clearly remembered that she was more aggrieved than scared, and after being beaten, she stood there stunned, tears falling down her eyes.

At that time, she borrowed a hundred yuan from the girl, because she hadn't paid it back for too long, so she asked a few euphemistic questions, but the girl was vague and refused to pay back.

She turned her head and complained to her friend, and after the girl found out, she returned to the dormitory and brought a large group of people and slapped her in front of everyone.

The girl's reason is, "You go around saying that I owe money and don't pay it back?" ”

She's wronged! She didn't say that, but as she did now, she was still so stupid that she could only cry and not know how to resist.

This incident actually didn't have much impact on her, she was naturally optimistic, and she forgot about it in the past. It's just that at this moment, the memory reappears, and she is even more aggrieved, why can anyone bully her.

Husband, husband wake up......

The backpacker man had already bullied her, his fat nose almost touched her cheek, she quickly patted her husband hard, but the voice that came out of her mouth was very small, and her lips trembled with timidity.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The backpacker let out a weird laugh from his chest, his eyes widened so hard that they were about to fall out, and he got closer, and a foul stench hit her face.

The woman was afraid of being kissed or touched by him, so she subconsciously closed her eyes and stepped back, crying uncontrollably.

"I am God, I am God!"

The backpacker man said in a frantic tone.

When the woman heard this, she chuckled in her heart, he was a pervert and a psychopath! It's definitely a psychopath.

Psychosis can be much more terrifying than a bully, and psychosis can go crazy and even kill someone.

The great fear gave her the courage to resist in an instant, she opened her eyes, her gaze was firm, now she seemed to overlap with her many years ago, if only at that time, she could also backhand back, or scold back!

It's a big deal to be beaten up by a bunch of them, but so what? The fish is dead and the net is broken!

The woman raised her hand and wanted to push the backpack man away, but she forgot that the strength of the man was much higher than that of the woman, and she also forgot that the ghost weather had tormented her to the point that she was powerless, and she even struggled to pick up a bottle of mineral water, and she still wanted to resist the mental illness?

As expected, her thrust was not much stronger than tickling, and the man, as if stung by her eyes, suddenly slapped her hard in annoyance.

Syllable!

A loud crisp sound echoed through the huge gymnasium.

The woman was directly beaten to the floor, her head hit the floor with a bang, she was suddenly dizzy, her brain was blank, and her expression was in a trance to the extreme.

This loud slap instantly attracted the attention of the people around him.

The person lying next to him turned his head sideways and saw the weak woman lying on the ground, and the backpack man who didn't look easy to provoke when he was bullying her, maybe he was too weak, and the few people he saw didn't choose to help.

Although there are a few neighbors who know women and can be regarded as nodding friends......

They looked over the side without blinking, and some of them didn't bother to look.

After a slap, the backpacker man took a few deep breaths of satisfaction, and the hot touch from the palm of his hand made him feel unprecedented happiness again.

The woman in front of him was wearing a gentle apricot-colored blouse, and her two snow-white long legs were placed under his crotch, looking ...... It's also very beautiful.

The boiling blood made him horny, but ...... But......

Yes!

Damn! Damn it!

The backpacker man is furious, these people deserve to die!

Go to hell! Let's all go to hell and bury him!

He's God! It is the supreme God! The master of this world! Not to mention tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, millions, should be buried for him!!

Syllable!

Smack!

The backpack man, who was extremely angry, directly grabbed the woman's collar and lifted her into the air, raised his hand and slapped her in the face a few times, venting his unwarranted anger!

The woman was directly beaten to faint to death, and she was already mentally exhausted, so how could she have the ability to resist.

At this time, some people around felt that something was not right, how could this guy beat people, and he made such a ruthless hand.

But they were about to help, but as soon as they sat up, they found that they were weak and had trouble raising their heads......

While hesitating, the backpacker man slapped the woman to the ground, then turned around and picked up the mop on the ground, drawing in large letters, trying to stain more places with alcohol.

The strong smell of alcohol quickly evaporated in the air, and finally someone sensed that something was wrong.

"Where does it smell of alcohol!" A man muttered and sat up to check, just in time to see the backpacker man dancing there.

He instinctively felt that something was wrong, this was a place to sleep, no one had ever come to mop the floor for a day and two nights, and the ground was full of sweat stains and garbage and no one cleaned it, why did someone suddenly come and mop the floor.

It's so perfunctory.

Li Weicai, who was relatively far away, tossed and turned over and over because he was restless.

When he heard the crisp sound, he was startled, and when he sat up and looked, he saw a man in black in the distance slapping a woman.

"What's the situation?"

Li Weicai was stunned, and the two of them hurriedly took off their glasses and wiped them, only to see that the black man was wearing a black shirt and carrying a black backpack.

That's him!

The guy I met in the toilet before.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Hua'er also sat up, her spirit was much better than that of Li Fatzi and Li Weicai.

Li Weicai pointed over there, "There's beating people over there." ”

When Feng Hua'er looked at it, the backpacker man had already finished playing and was drawing big characters on the aisle.

They are not sure what kind of dispute this is, because in the past few days, there have often been similar fights, scolding incidents, family disputes, neighborhood disputes, and strangers who don't like each other.

Before the two could make a decision, a big man stood up and asked the backpacker man, "Hey, don't drag it out, it's dirty!" ”

"The water fell all over Lao Tzu!"

Finally, I saw someone come out to stop it, and the others who were about to get up stopped.

The backpacker ignored him and mopped the floor with his head down.

The big man walked over and stepped on the wet wooden floor, he immediately smelled a stronger smell of alcohol, he didn't react, just scolded:

"You're sick, you're mopping the floor with alcohol?? The floor isn't cleaner than a mop, can you get over it?! ”

His first reaction was to disinfect the floor with alcohol, thinking that the backpack man was really brain-dead, doing this kind of upside down thing, during this time, someone always sprayed alcohol, he was already very annoyed, and he was doing this!

As soon as I heard alcohol, the more sensitive people's radar turned instantly, and after the hot weather, there are many various fire and explosion accidents caused by alcohol?

It's so stuffy in the gymnasium, and there are people smoking, it's too dangerous to use alcohol!

A few people were a little scared and decided to move the nest farther away, but some people didn't react and still watched the play in place.

After all, who would have thought that there would be a psychotic who wanted to set the whole gymnasium on fire for his funeral.

Everyone is accustomed to peacetime, and their sensitivity to danger is greatly reduced, and even if alcohol is dangerous, no one will use it to mop the floor with such fanfare......