Domineering Female CEO: [Heh, she's actually a nationally renowned psychological doctor, and you're saying she's not skilled enough?]
Middle-aged Uncle: [Being nationally renowned doesn't necessarily mean truly capable, and even if she is capable, that's just at the national level.]
[The friend I asked has a son - his son became a psychiatry doctorate at a young age, plus he studied and worked abroad in America before returning! His son is actually a world-class authority in psychiatry! He only replied to me after consulting his son!!!]
The two of them proceeded to argue intensely.
an extremely evil, sinister grin.
"Our gamble-with-your-life game won't be Russian roulette with a revolver, but real hand-to-hand combat. Whoever loses will have their head smashed open."
After speaking,
without even asking if the clown agreed, Jiang Ran swung his axe directly at the clown.
If the clown had been holding a similar fire axe or chainsaw, they might have been able to fight, but he only held a power drill.
Facing the wide, sweeping swings of the fire axe, he was completely powerless to defend.
He could only retreat backward.
As he retreated, the fire axe smashed hard into the tile floor where he had just been standing.
Instantly, that tile shattered into fragments.
After all, the clown was the clown - a deranged serial killer.
Experienced, he took advantage of this moment to thrust the power drill forward.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Jiang Ran now faced a situation where he could only retreat or dodge left or right to avoid the drill.
But he didn't. He stood right where he was, allowing the drill to bore directly into the upper part of his left arm.
Instantly, blood sprayed from the drilled area.
A sizzling, grinding sound of metal against bone emerged, "like heavenly music."
Seeing this, even the clown was stunned.
Although his movement had been quick, he hadn't actually expected his drill to hit Jiang Ran, because compared to a chainsaw or fire axe, the power drill was too short and small - it required close proximity. Hard to hit a moving target.
Therefore, when it suddenly connected, he didn't know whether to feel happy or worried.
Probably happy?
He thought to himself that he had at least gained the initiative.
He had injured Jiang Ran first.
But immediately, he changed his opinion.
He saw that Jiang Ran opposite him, after being drilled in the left upper arm,
not only showed no expression of pain or suffering, but instead burst into loud laughter.
Both his hands tightly gripped the wooden handle of the fire axe.
Because he had previously swung at the clown, the axe blade now on the floor was facing toward himself.
The back of the axehead, which resembled a hammer, was aimed toward the clown.
In this position, at very close range between the two,
Jiang Ran suddenly exerted strength with both hands, completely ignoring the drill still boring into his left arm, and violently swung the fire axe upward.
The back of the axehead struck hard right between the clown's legs.
Male comrades should deeply understand this.
That area, when flicked hard with a finger, creates an indescribable sensation.
But what the clown experienced now was being struck by the metal back of a fire axe, and struck with great force at that.
This was no longer just a sensation or pain that could be described.
The clown's current suffering could be summarized in four words: beyond description.
If we had to use one more sentence to describe it:
It made this deranged serial killer clown instantly lose all combat capability.
The pain was like the creation of heaven and earth.
This shows the power of that single strike - equivalent to an instant knockout.
