You know, today's young people almost regard Apple mobile phones as their most precious treasures, but Lin Keke did not hesitate to borrow money from Ye Zihao in shame for the Apple 7.
But now her phone was thrown to the ground and even the screen burst. At this moment, she felt sad and sad.
You are clearly trying to stop bad behavior, so why is it you who is wronged?
At this time, Ye Zihao also rushed over quickly.
As soon as he appeared, Lin Keke threw herself into Ye Zihao's arms like a wronged little girl.
Lin Keke burst into tears, and Ye Zihao felt uncomfortable.
I saw him patting Lin Keke's back gently and saying comfortingly: "Silly girl! Don't cry, my cousin-in-law will seek justice for you."
"Cousin-in-law! You...you must teach him a lesson, he...he is so hateful, wuwu! He actually bullies girls!"
Lin Keke pointed at Du Cheng angrily and said.
"Don't worry! Leave everything to me!"
Ye Zihao responded lightly, and then he asked Yang Ruobing to take care of Lin Keke, while he walked up to the man with a gloomy expression.
"Why did you smash her phone? You'd better give me a reason, otherwise...be careful I won't be polite to you!"
Ye Zihao said with a cold expression.
"Oh shit!"
"This little bitch secretly photographed me and accused me of graffiti. I didn't slap her, so it was a sign of respect."
Du Cheng said angrily with a very reasonable expression on his face.
"You were scribbling everywhere, and when someone discovered it, you were more aggressive than others?" Ye Zihao was a little annoyed and reprimanded him in a cold tone.
"You are so cruel, uncle!"
"Did any of you see me scribbling?"
Du Cheng had a look on his face as if he was the first to complain, and in turn scolded Ye Zihao.
"hehe!"
Ye Zihao sneered, and then punched Du Cheng directly in the nose without any warning.
"Ouch!"
Du Cheng screamed, the bridge of his nose was broken, and blood flowed down.
"Fuck you! You...you fucking dare to hit me?"
Du Cheng was so angry that he roared loudly.
"Which one of you saw me beating you?"
Ye Zihao retorted with Du Cheng's words just now.
"You...you...you bastard!"
Du Cheng was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke. At this moment, he gritted his teeth in anger, and then punched Ye Zihao hard in the face.
"I don't know what it means!"
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully, then spread his fingers out in the shape of an eagle's claws.
Immediately, he reached forward and grabbed Du Cheng's fist very easily.
"Forehead?"
Du Cheng's expression was stunned. The next second, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was shocked to find that his hand seemed to be cast into Ye Zihao's hand. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it out.
"You son of a bitch, let me go quickly!"
Du Cheng cursed angrily.
"Who are you calling a son of a bitch?" Ye Zihao looked extremely cold, his eyes staring at Du Cheng like a poisonous snake.
"Tell me about you!"
Du Cheng was so angry that he could not care so much.
Before he finished speaking, Ye Zihao punched him directly in the face.
"Bang!"
In an instant, his left eye was beaten into a panda eye.
"Who did you just call a son of a bitch?"
Ye Zihao said something repeatedly, but his tone was much colder than before.
"It's... you..."
Just as Du Cheng opened his mouth, Ye Zihao punched him without any courtesy.
As a result, Du Cheng's right eye also became a panda eye.
At this time, Ye Zihao asked again and said lightly: "Who did you call a son of a bitch just now?"
"It's...it's me!"
"It's me!"
"Brother! You... please stop hitting me, I... I was wrong!"
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Du Cheng suddenly became compromised. The key is that if he talks back, who knows if this guy will hit him?
"Rubbish!"
Ye Zihao threw the man to the ground like trash.
At this time, a few tourists happened to pass by, and it turned out that Du Cheng immediately asked them for help.
"Help!"
"Someone is robbing me!"
"Hurry up...help me! Help!"
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Du Cheng shouted loudly, knowing that he could not defeat Ye Zihao. The only way for him now was to shout loudly to escape safely.
As a result, his cry for help attracted many people to come and watch.
However, when the onlookers saw how badly he was beaten, no one dared to take the initiative to help.
"Everyone! This...this bastard wants to steal my things and beat me! Everyone, please call the police!"
The villain Du Cheng complained first and took advantage of the crowd to slander Ye Zihao in public.
"You...you are talking nonsense!"
At this time, Lin Keke, who was wronged by the side, retorted loudly: "You were scribbling here just now. I went up to stop you. Not only did you not restrain yourself, but... you also smashed my phone. You are the bad guy."
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"Oh shit!"
"Don't frame me! Which fucking eye did you see me scribbling here?"
Du Cheng was so angry that he started cheating on the spot.
"I...you smashed my phone, how can I have any evidence?" Lin Keke retorted angrily.
"Since there is no such thing, what the hell are you talking about?"
Du Cheng sneered disdainfully.
He was so arrogant because he saw that Lin Keke's phone was broken.
At this time, Ye Zihao said lightly, "Brother! You scribbled 'Ducheng, come here for a trip' everywhere. How dare you say that you never scrawled it?"
"No!"
"If you have the ability, why don't you come up with evidence?"
Du Cheng had an awesome and coaxing expression on his face and started shouting.
"Evidence, right? Haha! Do you think I don't have it?"
Ye Zihao sneered and his expression became even more gloomy.
"If there is any~! Take it out the fuck! Don't fool around here!" Du Cheng shouted back very arrogantly.
At this time, Ye Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned Du Cheng over with force. Then, he grabbed Du Cheng's back with one hand and pulled out with force.
As a result, Du Cheng's back was forcefully pulled out by Ye Zihao.
"Oh shit!"
"Hurry up and return my backpack!"
"Everyone, come on and take a look, he...he is robbing! Please help!"
…
Du Cheng shouted loudly, but everyone could see that Ye Zihao had a cold aura about him, and he looked like the kind of person who was not easy to mess with.
Therefore, no matter how much Du Cheng yelled, no one dared to stand up.
At this time, Ye Zihao opened the chain of his backpack, poured out the ink and brush from inside, and then lightly questioned.