In the past year since he came to Germany, Dong Qiangqiang has not done much to take care of his hair except occasionally using scissors to trim the naughty hair on his temples. This is not because he is lazy, but because he has never had the opportunity to try long hair since he was a child.

Style. After finally coming to Germany, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and his parents are not around. No one will restrain him in this aspect. And whether it is on the streets of Germany or in German universities, no one will judge boys because they have long hair.

Look at him one more time or tell him to pay attention to his appearance.

Dong Qiangqiang, whose hair was pulled by someone, was punched in the face before he could get rid of the entanglement. The punch hit him firmly and hard, giving him a sore nose. He felt his nasal cavity warm, and something seemed to come naturally.

The ground flowed out.

He didn't bother to wipe it with his hands, and kicked the ground with both feet, causing his whole body to fall backwards.

Although he was angry, he did not mess up his position. He knew that if he hurriedly punched the person behind him, he would probably be grabbed by the arm, which would make him passive.

The person who grabbed Dong Qiangqiang's hair was about to drag him down with more force, but he never expected that Dong Qiangqiang's whole body would hit him.

"Ah..." Before the man could finish his exclamation, Dong Qiangqiang had already knocked him to the ground with his back, and then gave him an elbow strike.

Before the man could react, he felt a sharp pain in his right rib. Tears immediately burst out of his eyes. The hand holding Dong Qiangqiang's hair unconsciously let go, and then he held his ribs and cried like a wolf.

Dong Qiangqiang succeeded with one blow, jumped up in a hurry, turned around and saw that Jin Yuan and Artai on the high steps had disappeared, while Lao Bai had his face on the ground, lying motionless, surrounded by people who were punching and kicking him.

The kicker.

"Get the hell out of here!" Dong Qiangqiang shouted, his eyes red and he was about to rush towards those people.

But more people pounced on him, some grabbed his hair, some pulled his arms, and some kicked his legs and feet.

Dong Qiangqiang's forward speed suddenly slowed down, nosebleeds dripped down his chin, some fell on his coat, and some fell to the cobblestone paved corridor at his feet, where small red flowers bloomed.

When he finally couldn't resist, he staggered and fell to the ground. More shoes were kicked towards him, blood gradually blurred his vision, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil.

Are all the street lights out? His breathing was rapid, and the noise in his ears gradually disappeared. Many images that seemed near and far appeared in front of his eyes. He saw his parents teaching him earnestly in the airport hall when he departed from Beijing.

Outside the library of the University of Hannover, Lu Wei introduced him to how to find a job and a house. In the wild boar forest, he lay on the tree waiting for the wild boar to sleep soundly. He sent an APS certificate to his father thousands of miles away. Chen Yu wrote a letter of complaint. Howling at 911

The plane crashed into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, Chen Xia accidentally fell into the water, Du Lan was seriously injured by Lao Chen, the lynx and the bear on the desert island in Stockholm, the thieves and smugglers in Rome... countless people and things came one after another, and they were like soap.

It burst and dissipated before his eyes like a bubble.

He suddenly felt that he was ridiculous, completely ridiculous. Who would study like this when studying abroad?

At this moment, a melody suddenly sounded outside the circle of people.

Dong Qiangqiang lay motionless on the ground, breathing heavily, listening intermittently while being kicked.

The melody was low at first, and it was difficult to distinguish it among the noise. Dong Qiangqiang opened and closed his lips, humming along with the music. When the sound gradually rose, the melody suddenly became familiar, like a beating fire in the dark night.

Dong Qiangqiang finally heard it, it was "March of the Volunteers".

At this moment, the feet in his sight suddenly scattered in all directions, and he heard shouts mixed with different languages, as well as the sound of fists and feet colliding with objects. He saw some people falling to the ground, some people running away frantically, and some

He could feel someone stepping on him from time to time.

The pain woke him up, and he struggled to get up, but was kicked to the ground again.

He was lying on his back and saw the man who kicked him down standing in front of him with a fierce look. He felt as if a millstone was pressing on his chest. His whole body ached, but he couldn't muster any strength to resist.

In the blur, he could vaguely see the man lifting his foot again. He tried his best to distinguish the other person's movements before dodging, but he couldn't see clearly.

He took a deep breath and prepared himself for the sole.

But dozens of seconds passed, and the other party's sole still did not fall on his face. Dong Qiangqiang tried his best to open his eyes that were blurred by blood, and saw a black shadow in a large bright yellow halo. Before he could see clearly,

Hear the black shadow ask: "Dong Qiangqiang, can you hear me?"

Dong Qiangqiang was in a daze for two seconds and said in surprise: "Jin Yuan?"

"Didn't I see that you are so brave that you dare to get involved in this kind of thing?" Jin Yuan sighed, "I really didn't expect it."

"What did you say?" Dong Qiangqiang was surprised that Jin Yuan would say such a thing.

"Can we still leave?" Jin Yuan didn't worry about Dong Qiangqiang's tone and asked, looking at the bleeding spot on Dong Qiangqiang's leg.

Dong Qiangqiang tried it. Although his legs were a little weak, he could still exert some strength. He nodded: "Where is Lao Bai?"

Jin Yuan didn't know the old Bai in Dong Qiangqiang's mouth, so he guessed and replied: "Is it the white-haired man? I saw a few women came to rescue him. But don't worry, there is a woman there who can beat me very well.

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"Stop the ink stains and hurry up." Another male voice shouted not far from Dong Qiangqiang and Jin Yuan.

"Are you Artest?" Although Dong Qiangqiang couldn't see the other person's appearance, his mind suddenly became very clear, and he blurted out without thinking, "Did you steal He Yuanjin's money?"

Artai stared at Dong Qiangqiang with cold eyes without saying a word, a fierce look flashed across his face, as if he was about to rush over and give Dong Qiangqiang a blow at any time.

Jin Yuan waved his hand towards Artai, signaling him to stop talking, and at the same time put Dong Qiangqiang's arm on his shoulders, trying to help him up.

Dong Qiangqiang struggled to withdraw his arm, stubbornly bent over and stood up unsteadily. Although he still couldn't see Artest's position clearly, he still ordered in a tone that could not be explained: "Pay back the money!"

"Are you really sick?" Artest couldn't hold it back and cursed, "Don't be so disrespectful! You are so shameless! Let's go!"

He actually said the last word to Jin Yuan, but before Jin Yuan could reply, he had already taken long strides and walked away alone.

"Brother, why are you doing this?" Jin Yuan didn't want to abandon Dong Qiangqiang and walk away in this environment. After all, the two of them had some friendship, "You are a good person, even a bad person, and you can do all kinds of bad things.

No matter, is it necessary?"

Is there? No? Dong Qiangqiang asked himself softly.

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was silent, Jin Yuan sighed and went to help him for the second time.

Dong Qiangqiang stubbornly pulled Jin Yuan's hand away from his arm: "He robbed He Yuanjin of his money and must pay it back."

"Brother, you have to choose an environment when you want to pay, right?" Jin Yuan frowned impatiently, "At least leave this crappy place first." As he said this, he pushed away a (expletive) who rushed towards him with claws and teeth.

) single molecule.

Dong Qiangqiang remained silent, and Jin Yuan saw a group of police officers coming from a distance not far away.

The melee crowd suddenly dispersed. Jin Yuan took a few steps back and urged, "Are you leaving?"

Dong Qiangqiang said firmly: "You ask him to pay back the money!"

Jin Yuan stamped his foot, said no more, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Lao Bai! Lei Lanting! Tong Lele!" Dong Qiangqiang shouted the names of his companions loudly, but his voice was soon drowned in the screams of ghosts and wolves.

Looking around, he could only see chaos.

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Chapter completed!