What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

The people around were startled by Aoki, and for a while, no one dared to speak.Even the girl with the ball head who was crying bitterly on the ground closed her mouth.

Aoki looked at the clerk who was flinching and didn't dare to move, and his voice was cold: "Did you hear what the three of them said to my sister just now?"

The clerk's voice trembled: "Listen...I heard..."

"You give me the original and repeat what they said to me." Aoki gritted his teeth and stared at the three girls who were sitting on the ground and hugged like a group of shivering girls, with a hideous expression as if they were about to kill.

Chapter 54 Promised things never lie

After the clerk retold the whole thing, Aoki only felt a chill all over his body.

How can this world be like this?

Why should a girl of the same age as a flower be so vicious?

Don't they know how hurtful their words are?

Aoki looked at the three girls who were sitting on the ground crying silently, but instead looked like victims, and his tone was cold: "You just reminisce with your old classmates like this? Huh?"

"I was wrong, we were wrong, we dare not..." The long-haired girl cried and said sorry.

"I dress better than you guys, so I'm just going to make friends?"

Aoki's voice grew louder and louder.

"Because I've been bullied so much by you guys that I dare not speak anymore, so I've become a mute?"

"Because of kindness, it becomes a target for scolding and fighting back?"

The more he spoke, the more angry Aoki said, and the fingers that pointed at the three girls trembled slightly: "Okay..."

"You like to bully people, don't you? If you think you are better than others, you can just ride on other people's heads, right?" Aokisi stared at the three girls and said word by word: "Now I will kneel down and apologize to Qiong. ."

"Whoever doesn't apologize, I'll let you all know what it's like to be bullied and bullied. Do you understand!?"

The three girls look at me, I look at you, and look at the crowd around them as if asking for help, but all they see are countless excited eyes and mobile phones held high, and some people are even shouting for Aoki.

They slowly fell to the ground, facing Qiong, with a weak voice: "I'm sorry, we were wrong."

"Are you dumb?" Aoki learned from the clerk's description, squatted down, and put his ears in front of the girl's face: "Hey, is your voice that loud?"

"Yes... I'm sorry! We were wrong!" The three girls cried out loudly.

Aoki just stared at them coldly.

"Qiong..." Aoki looked back, looked at Qiong, who had already been crying, and sighed, his originally cold face opened a very gentle smile to her, and he put his hand on her head gently: "Don't be afraid... ...From now on, you will have me here. I hooked up with you, I will protect you, why didn't you know my name just now, idiot..."

Qiong moved forward, plunged his head into Aokisi's arms, hugged Aokisi tightly, and burst into tears: "Si...si..."

Aoki only felt that the thin body in his arms was so weak, the cry was so harsh, he sighed, hugged her tightly in his arms, stroked her long silver hair, and gently rubbed her back, From her thin back, Aokisi could even feel the faint heartbeat of Qiong in the palm of her hand.

Aoki hugged the dome, turned his head, and looked at the three girls who were still kneeling and crying, with a cold voice: "You better remember today's events for me, remember them firmly, and remember them for a lifetime. ."

"After remembering, when you still want to bully people, just think about my face." Aoki stared at the panicked eyes of the three girls, and said slowly and clearly: "I will see it again. "

"Remember, it's one time." Aoki's eyes widened: "I'll tell you what a real bully is, remember?"

The three girls nodded again and again, wiped their tears and said, "I remember."

"If you want revenge, or whatever you want, come at me." Aokisi looked cold: "Go back and tell those who bullied Qiong with you, don't let me know that you dare to bully her again. I don't want to talk about it, but you can remember it for me in the future, she has a brother named Aoki Si."

"Remember? Wuyang High School, Aokisi!" Aokisi's eyes were fierce and serious.

The three girls cried and nodded: "Remember."

"Go away." Aoki scolded coldly, not wanting to waste another second for them.

The three girls staggered to their feet, covered their faces, turned their heads and ran away.

Aoki looked at Qiong who was still crying in his arms and sighed: "Qiong, they're gone..."

Qiong was still crying, as if he wanted to finish all the tears he had endured for more than ten years.

Aoki looked at the crowd around, who were still holding cellphones for video recording, his face was cold: "When she needs help, do you just hold up your cellphone to watch the fun? Can't you have someone when she needs help? , say a word? What else do you want to take? Ah? Can't you just take a picture of yourself with your mobile phone and see if your heart is still warm? Huh?"

The angry questioning made the onlookers put down their mobile phones tacitly, and no one dared to speak out against the murderer in front of him. Under his glaring eyes, they dispersed in twos and threes, and the voices of discussion inevitably continued to ring, but they were carefully lowered. volume.

"What is fierce...it looks like a bad boy..."

"Don't look at the righteous indignation he's pretending to be, maybe he's bullying others behind his back."

"That is to say...he doesn't look like a good person..."

The voice of discussion inevitably entered Aoki's ears.

Aoki feels chilled by this cold reality.

Also reluctant to be involved in it.

He may never become a beacon in his lifetime, illuminating the direction of others.

He may never become a hero in his life and save people in danger.

But all he can do is protect the people he loves, use his fists, teeth, and give the people he cherishes and cherish a bright reality - as long as he is alive, he wants to do it.

Aoki can't write articles that wake up the world, and he can't sing songs that touch people. He only has an increasingly heavier fist and a body that is more and more resistant to fighting.

Bad boy?