[Damn it! Is this still a human being? This is simply a beast!]
[Something even worse than a beast, can even hit the mother who gave birth to them??]
[My worldviews just exploded!]
[People nowadays will do any beastly thing just to get famous....]
[Stop talking, brother. Actually, I've already seen this kind of scene on the internet.]
[Now that you mention it, I remember Ma Xiaoyun....]
[Explosive, it's really too explosive....]
[Stop talking. If I were at the scene, I'd definitely teach this kid a lesson.]
Such a scene made the audience in the live stream room filled with righteous indignation. They wished they could rush into the screen and teach this punk a good lesson.
In fact, the passengers at the scene couldn't bear to watch it either.
A middle-aged man in a black short-sleeved shirt stood up and shouted: "Young man, you should have some conscience when you're a human being. This is your mother, the person who gave birth to you! How could you hit her??"
However, instead of feeling ashamed upon hearing these words, Huang Ergou was furious and said: "Fuck you! It's none of your damn business. Sit down if you don't want to get beaten up. Don't delay me from collecting Lamborghini fragments! If I don't get to drive a Lamborghini in the future, can you afford to compensate me?!"
The several punks around also started cursing, looking as if they were ready to hit someone at any moment.
This made the middle-aged uncle even angrier. He shouted: "Damn it! There should be some bottom line even when making money!"
Huang Ergou: "Who the hell are you? Do you think you can meddle in my affairs??"
"Damn you!"
The middle-aged uncle was clearly enraged. Ignoring that he was outnumbered, he clenched his fist and was about to go up and fight.
But at this moment, his wife beside him held him back and said: "Forget it, forget it. We can't interfere in other people's business...."
The middle-aged uncle's chest was heaving violently, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. But when he calmed down and thought about it, this really wasn't his own family's business. No matter how excessive it was, it didn't seem to be his place to interfere.
Finally, he took a look at Huang Ergou's mother, a woman with a silly smile on her face all the time....
His expression became even more helpless. He sighed in his heart: "Sigh... She's actually a simple-minded mother...."
Then, he could only sigh helplessly and sat down.
This made these punks even more arrogant. They laughed wantonly.
The others in the carriage, seeing this, didn't want to have anything to do with these people even more. They were too lazy to bother with them. They just looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly.
Sigh... In this era, the internet is getting more and more developed. Various short videos and live broadcasts are rampant. All kinds of information are crazily bombarding people's brains, making the cerebral cortex smoother and smoother, and it's getting harder and harder to think independently.
These days, if a person has some reading apps on their phone and can calmly read books on these apps, they are already ahead of 99% of the people.
There's no way. This is an era of entertainment to death. Those clowns who were once ridiculed have instead turned themselves around with the help of the internet trend and become "the upper class".
And because of the success of these people, more and more young people have started to imitate them. For the sake of money, they will do whatever it takes.
Some shout that they can eat shit on the subway, some dance provocatively in the live broadcast room, and even, hit their own mothers in the live broadcast room....
More and more things that shatter worldviews are crazily impacting people's understanding of the world.
All we can say is that it's really hard to maintain independent and objective thinking in this era.
At this time, Huang Ergou, who had received the reward from his "big brother", excitedly started reading the barrage again: "How about it? Big brother, I did what I said, right??"
"Damn it?? Wasn't that loud enough?? Big brother, stop joking, okay? I almost got beaten up in the carriage.... Well, big brother, if you send two more rockets, I'll directly perform another two consecutive slaps for you. Is that okay?"
As soon as he said this, the yellow-haired guys around got excited again and let out monkey-like cries, making the passengers in the whole carriage roll their eyes.
Damn it...
Meeting such a group of low-quality people today is really an eye-opener.
I've seen people with low quality, but never ones this low.
Obviously, these yellow-haired guys don't care about other people's opinions. This is exactly their live broadcast style to get famous on the internet, which is mainly about being low-quality.
And on the internet, there are actually quite a lot of such audiences. They curse while watching, getting a strange sense of superiority from it....
Some netizens even specifically give rewards to make them do some low-quality things. The feeling of remotely controlling others to do the low-quality things they want seems to give these audiences a sense of satisfaction.
Sure enough.
Just as Huang Ergou finished speaking, two big rockets were sent in the live broadcast room.
The group of punks let out another ghostly scream. Huang Ergou shouted even more excitedly: "Thank you, Brother Cai Kun, for sending two big rockets.... Brother Kun, what do you want me to do? As long as it's not illegal, no matter how immoral it is, I'll do it!"
"What? Dare I challenge to slap my mother two more big slaps?? Brother Kun, this isn't even a challenge! I'll just do it!"
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves. Under the instigation of everyone, he looked at his demented mother.
Huang Ergou had a bright smile on his face and said:
"Mom, for the sake of my bright future, you've worked hard!"
This simple-minded mother seemed not to understand what her son was saying. But seeing her son so happy, she also started grinning stupidly.
"Come on, aim the camera properly. I'm going to start!"
Huang Ergou directed the person beside him to move the camera of the mobile phone.
At the same time, he raised his hand, about to slap his simple-minded mother.
The passengers around couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes.
But just then.
Click...
A hand suddenly appeared and grabbed Huang Ergou's hand.
Huang Ergou was stunned for a moment. Slowly turning his head, he saw a gloomy face.
"Kid... You're really noisy..."
"Who the hell are you?? You didn't see that I have so many brothers here, did you? Want to meddle in other people's business??"
Huang Ergou looked at the person who was a head taller than him with anger on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, the punks beside him banged on the table and stood up in unison. But standing in front of Lin Bai, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, they all looked shorter.
Lin Bai curled his lips, and his face became even gloomier.
"I think you guys just had the Mid-Autumn Festival and are already missing each other, right??"
Lin Bai's voice was very cold, carrying a natural sense of oppression, making these guys swallow involuntarily.
But the advantage in numbers still gave them enough confidence. They thought.
Do you think you can beat six of us just because you're tall??
A punk pointed at Lin Bai's nose and cursed: "What the hell are you pretending to be??"
Slap!
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Bai slapped him backhandedly....
And then...
The guy was like a spinning top that had been slapped flying. His body spun around in the air once, and then...
Bang!
He actually flew out directly and fell heavily on the ground.
This made everyone present dumbfounded.
Oh my god!
What kind of palm technique is this??
To be honest, this kind of scene, they had only seen it in movies and TV dramas!
Seeing it in reality was so shocking!!
This made the punks who were originally about to rush forward stop in their tracks and involuntarily step back.
But at this time...
Huang Ergou still hadn't figured out the situation. He thought he still had the upper hand and shouted menacingly: "How dare you hit my brother?? I'll kill you, believe it or not?"
As he said this, he also threw punches at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai looked at Huang Ergou in front of him with a look that seemed to question his life.
What the hell is stuck between this guy's two ears??
Without saying a word, he grabbed Huang Ergou directly. Then...
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Both front and back hands, left and right, baba, he slapped him mercilessly.
At this moment, everyone in the carriage was stunned.
Oh my god...
This big brother...
Isn't he a bit too ruthless??
But...
It wasn't over yet. After the slapping spree, Lin Bai threw the yellow-haired guy onto the ground directly. Then he punched him several times, making loud banging sounds.
Seeing this, the other punks were scared out of their wits.
They usually just talked big and boasted about fighting for their brothers. They had never seen such a life-threatening situation....
Five or six people were so scared that they abandoned Huang Ergou and ran away, even losing their slippers while running.
At this moment, Lin Bai looked at Huang Ergou lying on the ground unable to move and said coldly: "You scum... You're just wasting air by living. Since that's the case...."
"Kill you then."
After saying that...
He picked up Huang Ergou on the ground as if he were picking up a chicken and walked straight towards the toilet.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Carriage passengers: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Live stream audience: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Staff members: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"
Oh my god!
This kid seems to have really pissed off Brother Bai!!
This time, it looks like he's really going to get serious!!
It's over! It's over! It's over! It's over!
Brother Bai, impulse is the devil. Don't go crazy!!
This is just a simulated crime! Do you understand what simulation means!!