The girl straightened up and looked at the few drunk guys in front of her.
"Excuse me, let me through!"
Carrying her guitar, she turned her body to pass between the two guys.
One of the guys stretched out his hand, blocking her way.
"What, not giving us face?"
"Yeah right, do you know who we are? Offering you a drink is looking up to you."
...
The girl's face darkened.
"Please be respectful, if you continue to harass me, I'll call the police."
"Oh!" The leader of the group laughed and stepped forward, "Didn't realize, you've got quite a temper. Good... I like this kind of girl, individualistic!"
The girl stepped back, turned to escape, but the guy behind her had already grabbed her guitar and snatched it away.
The girl turned around, saw her guitar being seized, her eyes immediately showed urgency, she rushed forward recklessly, snatching it back and holding it tightly.
Taking advantage of this moment, several people had already rushed over to block her.
