Appreciation gold hand

Chapter 3
He Ran didn't have time to think about why such a strange change occurred in his body. When he saw his mother was so angry that she couldn't speak, he quickly helped her into the room and sat down, squatting on the side to comfort her.

"Successful identification!"

Name: Huaxia Chair!

Material: Pear Tree!
Value: about 5000 yuan!
At this moment, a space screen suddenly appeared in He Ran's head very strangely, and a set of strange data was displayed on the screen!

"This……"

He Ran was stupefied, and took a few steps back in fright, looking around.

When he took his hand away from the chair, the data in his head disappeared instantly.

Is it...

He Ran thought of the sharp pain in his head just now, and wondered what changes had happened to his body?
"It must be so..."

He Ran's heart was pounding.

"Mom!" He Ran was finally sure that something had happened to his body just now.

He quickly took his mother's hand and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will definitely get my dad out. No one can take away the factory that grandpa left to our family!"

Li Xiu kept nodding. Too many accidents happened today, and her spirit was hit hard.

"Yo, I really don't know what to do."

He Zhipeng saw this. "You guys, go and clean him up again!"

"This time, I want to see that he can't get up!"

"Good boss!"

"Young Master He, look, we'll punch out his shit right away!"

"Boy, come here and let grandpa beat you!"

A few minutes ago, He Ran would have outsmarted him, but now, his body has undergone a miraculous mutation.

Not only can it identify items, but it is also powerful!
He Ran was full of confidence, and felt that beating these rough grown-up men was no different from beating two or three-year-old children!
So, he was not afraid at all, but ran towards them first.

"Hey!" The man who charged first raised his fist as big as a sandbag and slammed He Ran's head hard!
Ok?
The man suddenly felt that his fist was being held by a hand harder than an iron fist, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free!

"go to hell!"

At this moment, two other strong men rushed over.

"Get down!"

He Ran shouted angrily, raised his foot and kicked left and right respectively!
"what!"

"Ah..."

Two screams sounded like slaughtering pigs, and immediately after, the two people flew backwards fiercely, hit the floor, rolled over with their stomachs in their arms, howled continuously, and it was difficult to get up no matter what.

"Ah... I, I, I..." At this moment, the man who was grabbed by He Ran's fist was so frightened that he knelt on the ground. "Big brother...I was wrong...Ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, He Ran kicked him flying, and his body slid three or four meters on the floor, hitting a corner before stopping!

puff...

The man spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the psychological fear of several people was far more severe than the physical pain. After looking at each other, they all understood the meaning of the other party.

"Run!"

"Mom..."

The three thugs fought back the pain, stumbled and fled outside.

"You, don't come here!"

He Zhipeng was so frightened that his legs trembled. He wanted to run, but his legs seemed to be poured with lead, and they kept moving. "Let me tell you He Ran, if you dare to hit me today, I will...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, a bright red five-fingerprint instantly appeared on He Zhipeng's face.

Immediately afterwards, nosebleeds flowed from his nostrils, and half of his face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Cousin... I was wrong, don't hit me!"

He Zhipeng was so disgusted by this slap, he begged quickly. "I was really wrong, please stop hitting me!"

"It's okay if you don't fight." He Ran asked sadly. "Say, what have you done to the factory?"

"I... I don't know either!" He Zhipeng wept. "My dad said that he wanted to change hands and go out. I don't know if he has transferred..."

Snapped!
He Ranyang slapped him again. "He Zhipeng, He Zhipeng, that is the painstaking effort of grandpa all his life, and you actually want to sell it!"

He Zhipeng was beaten so much that he turned around twice and fell to the ground with a plop. Both sides of his face were swollen into pig's heads, and his teeth were bleeding from the beating.

"Tell me honestly, how did grandpa die?" He Ran took this opportunity to ask the doubts in his heart. From He Zhipeng's words just now, he began to suspect that grandpa died abnormally!

"I, I don't know..." He Zhipeng looked away, not daring to meet He Ran's gaze. "Didn't grandpa live in your house..."

"You often come to my house too!" He Ran squinted and asked sharply. "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Woo, no, I really didn't..."

He Zhipeng had never been beaten before, and at this moment he only felt the pain in his heart. When he thought that He Ran had beaten all his thugs away at once, he felt even more frightened, and his whole body trembled.

(End of this chapter)