Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

A few minutes later, Zhao Menghua lay on the ground, staring blankly at the pure white ceiling above him. Chen Wenwen knelt beside him, crying softly and wiping away her tears. The two brothers, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, held their heads and squatted side by side against the wall, reflecting on their mistakes.

If someone were to cover Zhao Menghua with a sheet and place a mourning couplet next to him, the scene would be complete.

Zhao Menghua had not yet lost consciousness; he was just questioning the meaning of life. His limbs were throbbing with pain as if his bones were cracking, but he no longer had the strength to shout.

When Lu Mingfei said those words, he knew what the kid was thinking. He knew that Lu Mingfei had just beaten a few thugs into the emergency room yesterday, but he wasn't afraid.

In junior high, Jin Yong's martial arts novels suddenly became popular in our class. Anyone who had a copy became the envy of their classmates. After class, everyone would leave their snacks and comics on that student's desk, begging them to lend them the novel.

Zhao Menghua was also a popular figure because he owned a complete set of martial arts novels, and after reading them, he would generously lend out his books.

Back then, the boys in the class would practice the moves from the book in the playground and corridors after class, fantasizing that one day they could learn the martial arts secrets in the book and then go out to be chivalrous heroes, leaping across rooftops and becoming great knights.

But Zhao Menghua had no reason to dream. After he got home, he told his father that he wanted to learn martial arts, and the next day a very experienced Taekwondo coach moved into his house.

He completed his apprenticeship after a year of study. When his coach left, he said that there was nothing more he could teach him, and that he would have to figure it out on his own.

Zhao Menghua had seen the word "comprehension" in the book. He knew that when his master said this, it meant that his martial arts skills were close to perfection. All that was left was to figure it out so that he could teach others like his coach.

Even now, he still hasn't figured it out, but he's confident that he can take on ten people at once. So when Lu Mingfei charged at him, he wasn't afraid at all, and even wanted to laugh a little, because in his eyes, Lu Mingfei was full of flaws.

But his smile quickly faded.

When he launched a flying kick at Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei would kick him in the knee, stomp his leg back, then step in and slap him across the face, saying something afterward:

"It was a slap in the face."

Next, Zhao Menghua used all the moves his coach had taught him, but every time Lu Mingfei could accurately hit his knees and joints, with such force that it seemed as if his tendons were also being shattered.

He couldn't take it after a few times. When Lu Mingfei kicked him in the knee again, he finally lost his balance and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao rushed over to help when they started fighting, but Lu Mingfei took advantage of the moment when Zhao Menghua adjusted his posture and kicked them twice, knocking the two brothers unconscious. They lay on the ground groaning, clutching their stomachs.

Throughout the entire process, Lu Mingfei was only slightly out of breath, and Zhao Menghua lay down on the ground without even touching the hem of his clothes.

"oh!"

Su Xiaoqiang was completely stunned.

"Take him and get out of here."

Lu Mingfei let out a long breath, feeling exceptionally refreshed, all his anxieties vanished.

The Xu brothers were immediately relieved and scrambled over to help Zhao Menghua up. They also helped Chen Wenwen up before carefully slipping past Lu Mingfei.

But just as they were about to open the door, Lu Mingfei stopped them.

"Do you still think it takes two to tango?"

Zhao Menghua turned around and met Lu Mingfei's gaze. His face was visibly red and swollen. He didn't say anything more harsh, but just glared at Lu Mingfei before being helped out of the ward.

"Don't even think about taking revenge on me. I'm all alone now, with no one to rely on, and I'm suffering from depression. The people at the hospital can all testify that you came to bother me today. After you leave, I'll write a suicide note, in which I'll say that everything was your fault, and if anything happens to me, it will definitely be your fault."

Lu Mingfei said calmly, "I have a friend abroad. I will send him a copy of this suicide note. If I cannot contact him on time, he will take this suicide note to the embassy... Think carefully before you take revenge on me. How long can your father's company withstand this kind of public opinion?"

Zhao Menghua was stunned. He trembled as he pointed at Lu Mingfei with one hand, his mouth opening and closing as if he were a fish out of water.

"Boss! Boss!"

Xu Yanyan screamed in terror. Zhao Menghua couldn't catch his breath and his eyes rolled back as he fainted. The two brothers quickly carried him to the nurses' station, shouting for help as they ran.

Chen Wenwen glanced at him hesitantly, then followed him.

"Holy crap! When did you become so fierce?"

After everyone in the room left, Su Xiaoqiang reverted to her true nature, excitedly jumping in front of Lu Mingfei and curiously pinching his arm:

"And the buff you just stacked on yourself is practically untargetable! Now, even if Zhao Menghua really wants revenge, he'll have to think twice!"

She was somewhat surprised by Lu Mingfei's change, took a step back, and looked him up and down.

He was still that skinny big boy. The only change was probably in Lu Mingfei's eyes. In the past, his eyes were always droopy, and he looked at everyone cautiously, revealing a sleazy air.

But now Lu Mingfei is staring at her without any hesitation, his eyes as deep as a still pool in a deep forest, reflecting her image.

As Su Xiaoqiang watched, she felt her face getting hot and quickly looked away.

"I'm just stating a fact."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and looked down at his palm, the very hand he had used to slap Zhao Menghua.

To be fair, Zhao Menghua was quite stubborn. His palm was swollen, and when he tried to pinch it, a burning pain surged through him.

"You're injured!"

Su Xiaoqiang also noticed Lu Mingfei's actions and realized that his hand was swollen like a pig's trotter. She immediately became nervous and rummaged through the room looking for ointment. After searching for a while, she finally remembered that she was in the hospital.

"Wait here for me, I'll go get the doctor!"

After saying that, Su Xiaoqiang rushed out of the ward.

Lu Mingfei walked to the window, raised his hand, and looked out the window.

Sunlight penetrated his skin, and the red flesh and black veins pulsated gently in his vision, like countless small snakes winding inside.

The boy's laughter echoed from the room.