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As night fell, the small county town of Zhixian became brightly lit.

The North Street Police Station is a police station in this area of County No. 1 Middle School, where the thugs caught by the riot squad are also temporarily detained.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the streets were full of cars and people, and the sidewalks on both sides were full of people who had eaten and walked.

However, on the sidewalk of the street opposite the North Street police station, a group of young people with colorful hair dyed and tattoos on their arms or necks are gathering here, as if waiting for something.

There were about fifteen or sixteen of these gangsters, standing or squatting on the sidewalk, and seven motorcycles were parked on the side of the road, each with a cigarette lit, chatting in the clouds, laughing from time to time, and spitting on the ground vulgarly.

Ordinary people walking around will deliberately avoid it when passing here, and they may have dissatisfaction and abuse in their hearts, but they don't dare to show it.

After a while, opposite this group of gangster youths, a figure slowly walked out.

When the sharp-eyed gangster saw it, he immediately shouted, "Brother Feng is out!"

All the gangsters who were chatting or smoking got up together, stopped chatting, snuffed out their cigarette butts, and walked towards Brother Feng who came out of the police station, ignoring the vehicles driving in the lane.

Brother Feng was the same, he didn't care about the vehicles driving on the driveway, and walked towards these gangsters.

All of a sudden, the vehicles on this road were forced to stop, and some people leaned out of the window and wanted to scold, but after seeing the appearance of Brother Feng and the others, they shut up again and shrank back.

"Brother Feng!"

"Brother Feng!"

After greeting Brother Feng, the gangsters greeted one after another.

"Brother Feng smokes a cigarette first!" A gangster handed over a cigarette, it was a pack of Chinese.

Brother Feng glanced at the other party, took the cigarette and took out one and put it in his mouth, and then naturally put the pack of Chinese cigarettes in his pocket, and the gangster who handed over the cigarette had a pain on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Brother Feng, fire!"

Another thug immediately flatteringly lit a windproof metal lighter and handed it over.

"I'll do it myself. ”

Brother Feng took the lighter, lit the cigarette on his mouth, and then put the lighter into his pocket like a cigarette, and after taking a deep breath of the cigarette, he asked, "Did that little bastard inquire during the day today?"

They said as they walked to the sidewalk across from the police station.

"I've inquired about it, that kid seems to be called Zheng Yi, a country boy, a freshman in high school in the county No. 1 this year, and he is in the first (1) class of high school!"

After Brother Feng spoke, one of the thugs immediately replied with a smile, they were already familiar with Brother Feng's character of retribution.

"Good!"

Brother Feng took a deep puff of his cigarette, then slammed the unfinished cigarette on the ground, and sneered: "Now that little mongrel is probably in class, let's go eat and sing first, and then teach that little bastard to be a man in the evening!

Hearing his last words, the gangsters around him suddenly laughed with **** faces.

"You scumbags. ”

A hoarse voice suddenly came, and a figure stepped out of the dark alley not far away.

Brother Feng and the others followed the prestige and found that the person who came was about 1.7 meters old, wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a black hoodie.

The dim light and the hoodie covered it, so that Brother Feng and the others could not see this person's face, only the chin. And the only exposed chin of this person is covered with cobweb-like blood, which looks a little like a tattoo.

"Who the are you!"

One of the thugs cursed.

The other thugs slowly gathered around the comer.

The person who came didn't speak, just stood at the mouth of the alley, raised his hand and pointed at Brother Feng, and then hooked his finger defiantly, then turned around and entered the alley.

"Grass!"

Brother Feng, who had just come out of the police station, spat fiercely, and skillfully took out the butterfly knife from his trouser pocket, but he took it out - he had been taken away as a controlled knife at the police station before.

"Where's the knife?"

Brother Feng asked the surrounding gangsters.

A thug quickly approached a motorcycle, pulled out a sharp machete from a snakeskin pocket strapped to the side of the motorcycle, and handed it over.

Knowing that they had something to do tonight, they naturally brought knives.

Brother Feng took the machete and walked towards the alley, and the other gangsters hurriedly followed.

Because there was only one person on the other side, the other thugs did not carry knives.

The man stood in the dark alley, and when he saw so many people who had no intention of escaping down the alley, he didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Seeing this, Brother Feng's face showed ruthlessness, his pace quickened, he rushed out of the crowd, and quickly came to this person, and the machete slashed at the opponent's head from top to bottom.

He wasn't scared yet!

Just as Brother Feng raised his knife and slashed down, the man also moved.

I saw that the man's left hand was quickly raised, and Brother Feng felt dazzled, and the wrist of his right hand cut off with a knife was caught.

Moreover, for some reason, Brother Feng felt that the wrist he was grabbed was hot! As if he was burned by the fire, he screamed in pain, his hand subconsciously let go, and the machete he was holding suddenly fell.

The other party seemed to have expected that Brother Feng would let go, and grabbed it with his right hand, accurately grasping the handle of the fallen machete, and then the knife fell with his hand-

"Poof—"

Blood rushed and screams resounded through the alleys!

Brother Feng fell to the ground, his left hand covering his arm that was constantly spurting blood, and kept howling.

In the dim light of the alley, the man in the hoodie stood in the light, his right hand hanging down, his left hand raised in the air, and he was holding a right hand that was dripping blood.

This scene was too impactful, and the group of thugs who came in with Brother Feng couldn't help but be shocked on the spot.

Chop off the hand......

These gangsters, who have a lot of experience in fighting and slashing people, know what this means!

Human bones are so hard that it is impossible for ordinary people to cut off their arms, unless they happen to be cut at the joints, or with a butcher's pig-killing knife, which is placed on a cutting board.

They had fought and slashed people so many times, and they had never seen anyone cut off a person's hand with a machete.

But the other party cut off Brother Feng's hand at once, and the gangsters present suddenly understood that they had encountered a real ruthless person, and for a while, the gangsters present were a little afraid to step forward, for fear of ending up with Brother Feng.

Brother Feng's howl didn't last long.

I saw that the hoodie man casually threw Brother Feng's severed hand, squatted down and stretched it into Brother Feng's mouth, and pulled out his tongue.

Then without the slightest hesitation, with a slash of the machete, the hoodie man cut off Brother Feng's tongue.

Blood sprayed, and Brother Feng didn't scream anymore after falling to the ground this time, and fainted directly.

Throwing away Brother Feng's tongue again, this time, along with the machete, the hoodie man got up and left deep into the alley.

The gangsters at the mouth of the alley didn't dare to stop it, and in the police station in the rear, a police officer heard the screams here, and a team of policemen walked towards this side.

Seeing this, the gangsters immediately scattered.

If it was before, they didn't dare to do such a thing that didn't talk about "righteousness", but now, the ruthless "Fenggou" of the three tablets has been completely abolished, and people have gone to tea and cool, so they can't care so much.

The next day, in the gangsters of Zhixian County, as well as among the students of the first, second, third, and fourth middle schools, there were rumors that the Fenggou of the "three tablets" was cut off by the enemy as soon as he left the police station, and it became a topic of conversation for many people for a while.

......

At night.

Deep in the dimly lit alley, a figure in gray sweatpants and a black hoodie walked slowly as he removed the plastic gloves he was wearing.

In the future, the experience of many film and television dramas and novels, wearing plastic gloves will not leave fingerprints.

After taking off his gloves, he raised his hand to pull open his hoodie, revealing his true face, which was Zheng Yi, whose face was covered with cobwebs and blood.

At this time, his whole body was still very hot, but although it was hot, he did not sweat a little.

"Wow-"

With a zipper sound, Zheng Yi opened the zipper of the hoodie in front of him and looked down.

The cobwebs and blood on his chest, as he had guessed, began to crawl towards the bottom of his abdomen.

"I see......"

The muttered words came out of Zheng Yi's mouth, he raised his hand, and with the greatly improved five senses, he looked at the cobweb-like bloodshot on his palm in the faint moonlight, with a hint of surprise and excitement in his eyes.

He finally knew where the killer's ability to subvert ordinary people's cognition came from!

"These cobwebs have the effect of greatly increasing strength, and ordinary people have no ability to resist in front of me. ”

Before, he used the increased strength of these cobwebs and bloodlines to easily cut off that Feng brother's hand with a machete. That hand is the hand that hit Li Jing during the day.

And cutting off Brother Feng's tongue was due to the other party's foul language towards Li Jing.

Zheng Yi had never done such a bloody thing before, and even before he was reborn, the bloodiest thing he did was only killing chickens. But just now he cut off Brother Feng's hand and cut off the other party's tongue, but he didn't feel burdened at all, and he didn't feel disgusting.

"It's just active defense!"

After experiencing the murderous maniac, Zheng Yi's view of things is slightly different from that of ordinary people. To use a phrase that would not become popular until a few years later, he has opened the door to a new world.

"Not only that, but these cobwebs and blood threads don't just boost strength. ”

Zheng Yi suddenly punched the cement wall next to the alley, and with a "bang", his fist directly penetrated the past, breaking a big hole, and broken bricks were scattered.

There was no pain, but there was a very clear touch.

Zheng Yi slowly withdrew his fist, and there was no broken skin on his fist, only slightly red and swollen. And these redness and swelling quickly disappeared.

"These webs also improve the epidermis' ability to defend itself and recover from scars. ”

Standing up suddenly, Zheng Yi looked at the bloodshot cobwebs in his hands again, but at this time, there was deep confusion in his eyes.

These cobwebs are bloodshot...... What is it?

There is no answer.

And at this moment, the cobwebs and blood on the chest finally all converged to some places below the abdomen.

Zheng Yi suddenly shook his whole body!

The cobwebs and bloodlines all over the body slowly disappeared, as if hidden into the body, and returned to fair skin.

The next moment, a feeling of extreme hunger and weakness instantly swept through his body, making Zheng Yi's feet a little unsteady.

Zheng Yi didn't think much about it for the time being, his steps quickened, and he walked towards the depths of the alley.

He just wants to eat now!