Chapter 2: The Mysterious Right Hand
"You dare to resist." The tall and thin man struck again, this time directly at Ling Fei's head. Ling Fei looked up in despair as the stick came crashing down. He really regretted it now. In the past, he was a honest person who never got involved in fights. When faced with such a situation, he wanted to hide, but didn't have the agility to do so. Moreover, his right hand was still injured.
His right hand suddenly felt cold, and then he felt like his right hand was burning with fire. With a "pop" sound, his right hand, which was no longer under his brain's control, directly grabbed the stick.
"Let go." The tall and thin man surprisingly caught the stick with his bare hands, his face changed slightly, and he shouted loudly at the same time. With one foot, he kicked towards Ling Fei's abdomen, that kick was extremely powerful, estimated to have kicked him, Ling Fei would never become a man in this lifetime.
"Huh." A strange, muffled sound accompanied by a "crack", and Ling Fei saw the tall, thin man's right leg suddenly bend into a bundle like a noodle. If it could bend to that extent, wouldn't his bones be completely shattered?
The tall and thin man also lowered his head to look at his own legs, just after a brief moment of excitement he loosened his grip on the stick, then gently tapped his right hand on his leg, how did his leg become like this.
Two seconds later, the tall and thin man suddenly let out a mournful cry. The unbearable pain had only now transmitted to his brain, "Plop" sound, he fell to the ground, hugging his right knee and rolling around on the ground, while his forehead was covered with big drops of cold sweat, like rain pouring down.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, the mouth of that ruffian leader also opened wide, and the cigar he was holding directly dropped to the ground. His legs were trembling non-stop, and his face, which had been slightly flushed from drinking a bit of wine, immediately turned deathly pale.
"Was it you who just hit me?" Turning back, Ling Fei rushed towards the person behind him with a club, but didn't dare to strike, and his right hand had turned as white as snow, even emitting a faint heat in the sunlight, while the blue veins on his hand took on a dark red hue, extremely eerie.
"I..." the blonde-haired one said, but only got out one word before trailing off. The only thing he could do was swallow hard, and the cold sweat on his forehead continued to drip down.
With a "slap" sound, Ling Fei's right hand slapped onto the back of the blonde-haired man's right hand.
"Crack...crack...crack..." A series of fine and dense sounds came, the yellow-haired right hand directly swung to the left shoulder, the stick also slammed onto the five-meter-high wall outside, then burst open a seam, the yellow-haired body also spun violently, fell to the ground, just like the tall and thin one, the yellow-haired also let out a miserable scream like killing a pig.
"It's not just me, it's all because of Big Brother...!" A nearby thug said in terror, throwing away the club in his hand and turning to run.
Ling Fei was startled himself, and he thought that if the person ran away, it would be fine, but if they were cornered and fought back, it would be troublesome. However, his right hand suddenly rose up and pulled his body with it, slapping the escaping thug's right shoulder with a loud crack, similar to the sound of walking in the woods and accidentally stepping on a dry branch. The thug let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground, ending up like the previous two.
"Big... big... big brother, I was wrong, spare me, I'll never dare again." One of them, wearing only a vest with a tattoo of a poisonous snake on his chest, knelt down with a thud and stuttered out the words. Ling Fei had just taken two steps to catch up to the guy who was trying to escape, and directly beat him until he was disabled. This punk was already scared out of his wits.
"Shameless." With a flick of his hand, Ling Fei slapped this rascal's face, having just hit himself without holding back. Now he was kneeling and wanting Ling Fei to spare him? Was it that easy?
"Haha, I'm shameless, I'm shameless..." This rascal didn't fall down, but after being slapped by Ling Fei, he suddenly became like an idiot, drooling from the corner of his mouth, staring blankly ahead with his eyes wide open, and repeating himself nonstop.
Everyone saw it clearly, Ling Fei's right hand touched it, and there was absolutely no good thing. A normal person's hand would not be so white, and the blue veins were red in color. The skin was whiter than a woman's hand, but it gave off an eerie feeling. The fingernails looked even better than some women who had professional nail art done, it was an evil beauty that made people afraid to look at it, yet couldn't help but want to continue looking.
"Ah……” Suddenly, a miserable cry came from behind. Ling Fei turned his head and was surprised to see that the last little thug had cut off his own right thumb with a knife. However, after cutting it off, the little thug knelt on the ground, speaking in a crying tone: "Fei Ge, I was wrong. From now on, wherever you go, I'll disappear from there. I guarantee that I will never appear in front of you again. Please spare me."
Ling Fei was stunned. He hadn't expected this thug to be so ruthless, directly cutting off a finger. This thug will definitely make a name for himself in the future.
"I'll pay, I only have this much on me, I'll give it all to you. Tonight, I'll get my wife to send over 10,000 yuan. Please be magnanimous and spare me." The young thug said, quickly pulling out a plastic bag from his pocket, which was full of red bills, who knows where he got the protection money from.
"Get out." Ling Fei took over the bag, just in time for the water and electricity bills to be paid in a few days, and his salary was gone, so this money could be used as an emergency fund.
"Thank you, Brother Fei, thank you, Brother Fei." The little rascal quickly picked up his own finger, knocked two heads against Ling Fei, and like a frightened rabbit, rolled and crawled out of the alley.
"Brother Fei, I'm a dead man, it's all because of this cheap person, she told me to come and bother you, Brother Fei, let me treat you to a drink and apologize, what do you say, Brother Fei..." Seeing Ling Fei walking towards him again, the thug's leader said in terror, while his pants suddenly had a wet stain, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed down his leg onto the ground.
"Ling Fei, I was wrong. I'm not human... " Zhao Ling saw that after Ling Fei's eyes swept over the crowd, they fell on her, and she immediately knelt down on the ground, despite it being covered in the shattered glass from Ling Fei's window that she had ordered to be smashed.
"Get lost, apologize, why don't you just die." With a look of disgust at Zhao Ling, Ling Fei suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the thug's right hand, squeezing it hard. Immediately, the thug let out a pained cry that drowned out the other three injured thugs, stunning Ling Fei's ears.
"Shut up!" Ling Fei roared, and the next second, that rascal covered his own mouth with his left hand, looking at Ling Fei with tears in his eyes, cold sweat pouring down his face like a fountain, and a foul odor emanating from his body.
"Hit me? You're tired of living, huh? Think I'm a sick cat or something? Dare to smash my home? Get someone to bring over 100,000 yuan immediately, or else I'll make your left hand useless too." Ling Fei said coldly, but in his heart, he was secretly suffering. His right hand seemed to be disobeying him now, and its strength was astonishing - with just one squeeze, it had crushed the thug's wrist bone. Had he suddenly developed superpowers or something? This strength was probably even more powerful than that of weightlifters.
This strange power came suddenly, and Ling Fei was afraid that it would disappear soon, so he had to gain enough benefits before it disappeared. Behind the scenes, there were actually people, and Ling Fei wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he was invincible just because he had suddenly gained a mysterious power. No matter how high his kung fu was, he still feared the kitchen knife.
"I'll make a call, I'll..." Mengmengtou endured the severe pain and reached into his pocket to take out his mobile phone.
At this moment, Ling Fei suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. The air and blood in the body of this rascal were actually very chaotic. If he lightly pressed his finger on the Que Pen hole, within a month at most, this rascal would get extremely severe heart disease and couldn't move at all.
Subconsciously, Ling Fei's hand lightly pressed on the Hun Men acupoint, and afterwards, he felt a very comfortable sensation coming from his fingertips, as if there was something more in his body. The originally pale lips of the Hun were now rapidly turning dark red.
He turned around and Ling Fei suddenly found himself face to face with his ex-girlfriend. It was Zhao Ling who had cheated on him by going to a hotel with another man behind his back, which led to their breakup. He couldn't believe that half a year had passed and this shameless woman still dared to bring someone to cause trouble for him; he must teach her a lesson.
Suddenly, a slight dizziness flashed through his mind, and Ling Fei knew that if he pressed the right giant bone hole on Zhao Ling's body at this moment, half a year later, Zhao Ling would suffer from periostitis and lifelong suffering. Although he didn't know how he knew it, he didn't hesitate for a moment and directly used his right index finger to press the giant bone hole on Zhao Ling's body.
It was that kind of comfortable feeling again, and he felt warm all over his body, but his head was getting dizzier and dizzier, as if he had reached the point of exhaustion.
"I said I don't hit women, but you're really too detestable. I..." Ling Fei raised his hand, and saw Zhao Ling's eyes roll up, then she fell to the ground, and actually fainted.
"It's just ahead, they're going to beat someone..." Suddenly, a hurried footsteps came from outside, and then Ling Fei saw several police officers rushing in under the leadership of one of his neighbors.

