Chapter 8: Chapter 8 You Want My Hand
"What if I don't?" Xiao Yi said calmly, gripping his arm. "Xiao Yi," Old Qin quickly winked at Xiao Yi repeatedly. Xiaoyue also nervously tugged at the corner of Xiao Yi's clothes. Xiao Yi seemed oblivious, still slightly curling his lips as he looked at Bald - headed Hai. Bald - headed Hai raged, "You're really ungrateful, aren't you? Damn it, you won't keep this hand of yours." As he spoke, he forcefully yanked his arm backward, trying to pull it out. However, his arm was as if it was clamped by a pair of vice - grips, not moving an inch. "Whoa," Bald - headed Hai was startled. A sense of foreboding welled up in his heart. "You want my hand? Do you lack hands that much?" Xiao Yi snorted coldly. He grabbed Bald - headed Hai's wrist and suddenly twisted it. With a crisp "snap," Bald - headed Hai's wrist broke. His hand flipped over, palm facing up. "Ah!" Bald - headed Hai let out a shrill scream that didn't even sound human. "Can't take it already?" Xiao Yi shouted coldly, and his hands didn't stop. He grabbed Bald - headed Hai's hand and swiftly spun it around again. In the eyes of everyone, filled with shock and disbelief, Bald - headed Hai's right hand rotated 180 degrees. The muscles and bones were all broken, leaving only a layer of skin and flesh connecting. The broken ends of the bones pierced through the skin, and blood gushed out onto the ground. The hand hung limply. Bald - headed Hai was trembling all over from the pain. Cold sweat instantly soaked his entire body. He curled up and squatted on the ground, rolling his eyes. All his previous arrogance was gone. "Fuck, Brother Hai!" The two hooligans who came with him were dumbfounded. Who could have thought that in just one encounter, Bald - headed Hai, who had been dominating Taoshan Street for over a decade, had his hand disabled. However, after a moment of shock, the two hooligans also flew into a rage. They both took out steel pipes over a foot long from their lower backs and rushed towards Xiao Yi. "Ah!" Xiaoyue was so frightened that she let out a scream and covered her eyes. Xiao Yi, however, curled his lips in disdain. Instead of retreating, he advanced. He kicked at the long - haired hooligan on the left. This kick carried a fierce gust of wind and was extremely fast. The long - haired hooligan simply couldn't dodge it. He was kicked in the chin. With a "click," the long - haired hooligan's face was thrown high up. Several yellowed molars, mixed with a mouthful of blood, were spat out forcefully. At the same time, he was sent flying backward several steps and fell to the ground, unable to get up again. The last hooligan was completely terrified by the scene in front of him and the thick smell of blood. His hand holding the steel pipe couldn't stop trembling, and his legs were shaking wildly. He didn't even have the strength to run away. Staring at Xiao Yi with a pair of triangular eyes, he looked at him in horror as if he had seen the God of Slaughter descending. Xiao Yi walked slowly towards him, reached out and grabbed the hooligan's neck, lifting him up. He said coldly, "Take your people and get out of here. From now on, there's no protection fee here." The hooligan's eyes bulged out like a dead fish's. He was filled with horror, but he shook his head like a rattle. Gurgling in his throat, he cried out feebly, "We don't dare anymore." A few minutes later, the last hooligan, supporting his companions on either side, fled in a panic, wishing his parents had given him two more legs. "Xiao, Brother Xiao," Xiaoyue was so frightened by the bloody scene that her legs went weak. She reached out and grabbed Xiao Yi's arm, almost on the verge of collapsing. "It's okay, Xiaoyue. Don't be afraid," Xiao Yi said, helping Xiaoyue sit down. He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her softly. "Sigh," Old Qin let out a long sigh. His face was as bitter as a bitter gourd. He glanced at Xiao Yi, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You've offended those people. There will be no peace from now on." "Humph, they're just a bunch of hooligans. Are we going to endure their bullying forever?" Xiao Yi sneered. According to Xiao Yi's temperament in the cultivation world, not reducing them to ashes was already being lenient. They were no match in skills yet dared to stir up trouble. "They're from the Dragon - Tiger Gang. Those people are desperadoes who live on the edge. No one in the entire Taoshan Street dares to mess with them. If you offend them, you'll be in deep trouble, even if you don't die," Old Qin was at his wit's end. "Don't worry. As long as I'm here, no one can do anything to you," Xiao Yi waved his hand, indicating that Old Qin should stop talking and focus on having dinner. After dinner, Xiao Yi went to fetch medicine, boil medicine, and practice. Since he had already offended the Dragon - Tiger Gang, he had to accelerate the speed of body - refining even more. Sitting cross - legged on the bed, Xiao Yi drank the traditional Chinese medicine and immediately started practicing. This time, the impurities excreted from his body were not as many as last time. The meridians in his body became even more unobstructed. Of course, the pain of body - refining was also more intense. In a daze, Xiao Yi seemed to hear a suppressed sobbing sound, which made him stop practicing. Puzzled, he concentrated and listened carefully. The sobbing seemed to come from Xiaoyue's room. Xiao Yi quickly put on his shoes, left his room, and came to the door of Xiaoyue's room. "Xiaoyue," Xiao Yi knocked gently on the door. Footsteps were heard immediately from inside. Xiaoyue opened the door with tears all over her face. As soon as she saw Xiao Yi, her small mouth puckered, and she threw herself into Xiao Yi's arms, sobbing, "Brother Xiao, I'm so scared that I can't sleep. Those people from the Dragon - Tiger Gang are like devils." Xiao Yi gently stroked Xiaoyue's back, hugged her, and sat back on Xiaoyue's bed. He said softly, "Silly girl, why are you still afraid? With Brother Xiao here, don't be afraid." When Qin Xiaoyue heard Xiao Yi say this, she sobbed even more violently. She stretched out her hands, hugged Xiao Yi's neck, and pressed her trembling body tightly against Xiao Yi's. A fresh fragrance of a virgin wafted into his nostrils. The girl's soft breasts were pressed tightly against his chest, and his hands were on her tender waist. Xiao Yi took a deep breath, feeling as if he was in a dream. The new - acquired virgin body of his was also stirring restlessly. Qin Xiaoyue lay on Xiao Yi's body. The warm body made Xiaoyue feel an unprecedented sense of peace. Although it was embarrassing for a girl like her to act like this, this feeling of peace made Xiaoyue reluctant to let go of Xiao Yi.