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Chapter 937: Crushed to death with one finger

Lin Jianxiang thought he had misheard, so he used his little finger to clean his ear and then flicked the earwax off his little finger.

He asked Ye Changqing in a low voice, "What did you say? Did you regret not hitting me in the restaurant?

I didn’t hear clearly, can you say it again? "

As a wealthy family kid from Kyoto.

I felt that talking to a small doctor like Ye Changqing was already very embarrassing, but I didn't expect this guy to be so ignorant of his own life and say such ignorant words.

Ye Changqing raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes cold: "I regret not beating you up!"

Hahahaha… Lin Jianxiang suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he fell backwards. In the end, he held his knees with his hands, and he had no strength left in his body.

Hahaha……

The laughter gradually became weak and incoherent from the original loud laughter.

It's like a person vomiting, but he has vomited too much and no longer has the strength to vomit.

He held his stomach for a long time, walked to the wall, supported his body with one hand, pointed at Ye Changqing and said, "You are ridiculous.

You actually said to beat me.

Not to mention a remote town like Matsue, even in Kyoto no one would dare to speak to me like that."

Ye Changqing looked at Lin Jianxiang coldly. In fact, Zhao Fengnian was not afraid of the young man in front of him, but was afraid of the organization behind the young man.

He was very curious about what organization this person came from.

How terrifying is that organization?

This led Zhao Fengnian to break off his relationship with Zhao Qiuyan in order to protect himself, and he also said that he wanted to put his eggs in two baskets to share the risk.

Zhao Fengnian is the founder of a company worth hundreds of billions of dollars and a business tycoon. However, in front of the mysterious organization, he is as weak as a lamb meeting a hungry wolf.

Seeing that Ye Changqing was silent, Lin Jianxiang thought that Ye Changqing was frightened. He pointed at the two strong men and said, "

I have two drivers here. One of them is called Zhang Xiangui. He is a master of traditional martial arts, which is extremely rare in today's society. He has trained his muscles and bones, practiced traditional martial arts, and his hands, feet, legs, knees and even his head are all weapons that can kill people.

It is a humanoid weapon.

The other one is even more powerful. His name is Songpa, an ancient Muay Thai master. He held a Muay Thai exhibition match on the birthday of the King of Thailand.

Defeat the three-time Muay Thai champion.

Two masters work together to deal with you alone.

Your end will be miserable!!!" When Ye Changqing heard Zhang Xiangui's introduction, his eyes fell on him and he stared at him for a long time.

He knew about traditional martial arts. His master had told him that true masters of traditional martial arts, between the ages of twenty-five and thirty-five, had strong energy and blood, tendons like bowstrings, and bones like steel.

The combat power is extremely terrifying.

He felt that he had met a master this time.

Secretly increased vigilance.

Zhang Xiangui glanced at Ye Changqing indifferently, and reached out to stop Songpa who wanted to stand up.

"You don't have to do anything, I can do it alone!"

Songpa looked at Lin Jianxiang: "Boss Lin, look..."

Lin Jianxiang asked two people to take action, but Zhang Xiangui wanted to take action alone, so he could only ask Lin Jianxiang for his opinion.

Otherwise he wouldn't dare to listen to Zhang Xiangui.

Lin Jianxiang frowned and said to Zhang Xiangui, "You want to do it alone?"

Zhang Xiangui stretched out a finger and said, "To deal with such a person, one finger of mine is enough."

He extended his index finger. Although it was the index finger, it was thicker than the middle finger. It was covered with a thick layer of calluses, and the skin on the index finger was rough, cracked, and covered with scars, as if it had been polished with sandpaper...

When Lin Jianxiang saw Zhang Xiangui stretch out his finger, a smile appeared on his face. He had seen Zhang Xiangui perform one-finger Zen.

That was the most shocking kung fu he had ever seen.

He poked the coconut with his finger and made a hole in it.

Now Zhang Xiangui wants to use one-finger Zen to deal with Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing is just a flesh and blood body. Even if he is poked dozens of times, he will be pierced into a sieve.

He smiled and said to Zhang Xiangui, "Then you can do it alone!" Zhang Xiangui responded and walked towards Ye Changqing, saying as he walked, "Little doctor, I only need one finger to deal with you, do you believe it?"

Ye Changqing looked at Zhang Xiangui's fingers and was also shocked.

He didn't know how the guy opposite him trained his fingers to be like this.

But he was not afraid yet, and said coldly: "I don't believe it!"

Zhang Xiangui extended his index finger and approached Ye Changqing step by step, saying sinisterly: "

Little doctor, you are just an ant in my eyes.

An ant that can be crushed to death with just one finger!"

Ye Changqing secretly became more vigilant.

Stand sideways with your right foot in front, your left foot behind, your left fist behind, and your right fist in front of you. Limit your attack range to only the side of your body.

Then relax your whole body and be ready to attack at any time.

Zhang Xiangui continued to exert verbal pressure: "I will use this finger to attack you only once.

I can't crush you to death with just one finger.

I’ll let you go!”

As he finished speaking, he was already one meter away from Ye Changqing. Suddenly, he took a step forward and rushed towards Ye Changqing quickly.

The finger poked towards Ye Changqing's throat.

Just when the finger was about to poke Ye Changqing's throat.

Suddenly a big hand reached out and held the finger.

Then push hard.

Click~

The sound of the index finger breaking was heard.

Ah~ the doctor's shrill scream rang out.

A cold light flashed in Ye Changqing's eyes. He grasped the finger, twisted it hard, and then pulled it hard.

He pulled Zhang Xiangui's index finger off.

Ah ~

Zhang Xiangui looked at the bloody end of his index finger and let out a deafening scream.

Lin Jianxiang, who was standing next to him, felt a chill down his spine when he saw this.

I originally thought that Ye Changqing was finished. Even if he didn't die, he would be disabled.

Unexpectedly, the result was completely opposite.

The one-finger Zen that can pierce a coconut.

Before he could finish his move, Ye Changqing broke his index finger.

Looking at the bloody broken end, cold sweat broke out on his back.

Zhang Xiangui covered the wound, but the blood still flowed out, and he couldn't control it at all. He roared at Ye Changqing like a madman: "You dare to break my one-finger Zen.

You don’t want to live…”

Ye Changqing raised his hand and threw the severed finger in Zhang Xiangui's face: "Give it back to you!"

Bada~

The severed finger fell on Zhang Xiangui's face.

Blood splattered all over his face.

Zhang Xiangui roared like a madman: "You are looking for death... I will kill you today..."

He just landed.

Ye Changqing's bone-breaking fist landed on his throat.

Click~

The larynx is broken.

Zhang Xiangui covered his neck and opened his mouth wide to breathe in fresh air, but he was like a fish on the shore, unable to filter the oxygen in the air with his gills. His face gradually changed color, becoming frighteningly pale.

But I still couldn't breathe a breath of air.

He was so anxious that he knelt on the ground, opened his mouth wide and sucked hard, but he couldn't take in a single breath of air.

He was so anxious that he knelt on the ground, rolled over and over, and put his hands into his mouth like a madman.

It seemed as if he was trying to dig out the broken bones that were blocking his throat.

But it's of no use at all.

His throat was still blocked, his legs kept kicking, and his body kept twitching as if he had cramps.

Soon there was no movement!