Chapter 5: First Encounter with Supernatural Abilities

It is not hard to see that Zhang San's palm was originally aimed at Officer Li's face, but because Officer Li quickly seized his left hand, his body lost its balance, and his movement became unsteady, causing him to strike Officer Li's shoulder instead.

The moment Zhang San's palm landed on Officer Li's shoulder, the hand turned somewhat cyan, as if endless cold air were spreading out from it, and the clothes on Officer Li's shoulder also rapidly changed color, as if they had been instantly frozen. However, Officer Li did not notice this; after all, his attention was focused on Zhang San, wanting to quickly subdue him to prevent him from pulling out a sharp weapon to hurt people. Moreover, Zhang San's ability was freezing, unlike other abilities; after being rapidly frozen, one actually feels no pain for a short time, until he exerted force with his arm and discovered that his left shoulder had lost all sensation, and his left hand could no longer be lifted.

After sensing this, Officer Li did not think much of it; instead, he quickly controlled Zhang San with one hand, pressed him face-down to the ground, and knelt on Zhang San's back to suppress him, not letting him get up.

Only then, after basically controlling Zhang San, did Officer Li have the time to check his own shoulder. Upon looking, he was shocked and blurted out, "What the hell, what is this thing? How did my shoulder become like this? What the hell."

Taking advantage of Officer Li's shock, Zhang San struggled free from the suppression and took the opportunity to touch the knee Officer Li was using to pin him down, freezing that knee as well.

With this, Officer Li collapsed directly to the ground, unable to get up again; Li Si has sunk.

"Hahahaha, see that, Li Si? You bastard, there is a path to heaven but you didn't take it, and there is no door to hell but you barged right in. Damn it, didn't you enjoy messing with me just now? Get up, you idiot."

"You... don't say things that make people misunderstand. When did I mess with you? I was just trying to subdue you just now, how did I mess with you?"

Hearing this, Zhang San's face flushed red, as if he were angry, or perhaps shy. He shouted loudly, "Shut up! Can't you tell what the situation is right now!? Is this the time to be talking about this!? Huh?"

"No, wait, that... you were the one who said I messed with you first, not me. And I really didn't mess with..."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Zhang San was so angry he stomped his feet. He had originally thought that at this moment, his old enemy would be shocked and asking why he had such an ability, or perhaps be fearfully begging for mercy. He hadn't expected that Li Si, who usually seemed quite steady, would become such a clown in this situation.

But would Li Si really become a clown at such a critical moment? Actually, no. As a veteran of many battles... well, actually, he was just a local police station officer. As a local police officer encountering such a situation, he was of course shocked, panicked, and at a loss. But he could feel that Zhang San might really be trying to kill him today, so he forced himself to stay calm and tried every possible way to stall for time. However... he didn't stall for much time... nor did he think of any way to break the deadlock... other than making himself look like a clown, he gained nothing.

After all, what had just happened was already beyond his range of understanding, and one of his knees was now frozen, so he couldn't run even if he wanted to. As for jumping up with one hand and one foot to kill Zhang San... sorry, he was just a local police officer, not a super soldier king. And with one hand and one foot, while also having to avoid being touched by Zhang San's hand and instantly killed, even a soldier king would struggle.

Zhang San did not see the pathetic state of Officer Li he had hoped to see, but only saw the birth of a clown, so he felt a bit bored. He raised his hand, intending to strike at Officer Li and kill him.

Officer Li, of course, could not just wait for death on the spot. He struggled backward with all his might, shouting while struggling, "Zhang San, I am a police officer. You intend to kill me? Do you know what the penalty for killing a police officer is? It's the death penalty! You were only petty and thieving before; you wouldn't be locked up for long if caught, and there was still a path to turn back.

If you kill me this time, there is no turning back!"

Zhang San walked slowly toward Officer Li and said, "Ha, you're still talking to me about turning back or not? This time, you brought this death upon yourself. If you hadn't come over to meddle, I would be having a good time with that little lady in Building 4 right now. Let me tell you the truth: I didn't come here to steal anything this time. I came to take revenge on that little lady who reported me to the police last time and those few bastard security guards. Anyway, after I'm done with her, I have to silence her, and I still have to go kill those security guards. Either way, I have to kill people, and sooner or later I'll be a wanted man, so I might as well slaughter a cop first as a sacrifice."

After hearing this, Officer Li was shocked. He hadn't expected Zhang San to want to commit such a major crime; this involved several human lives. He immediately forgot to struggle and shouted excitedly, "How dare you! With several lives on the line, they will definitely go all out to investigate. The police from the whole city will come to catch you! Are you not afraid of death? Even if you have some little tricks like this, do you think you're immune to bullets?!"

It seems this police officer is not only a clown but also has quite a sense of justice, Zhao Lingyu thought to himself.

That's right, it was the protagonist who hadn't appeared for half the day. He had been watching the screen the whole time. As a young man who grew up in a society ruled by law (fog), he would of course not watch a police officer get harmed and refuse to help. Of course, one shouldn't be reckless at a time like this; after all, this guy Zhang San's ability looked quite scary, and his reputation was big. Before he transmigrated, he often heard about the endless major cases committed by Zhang San. It is said that bit-part characters with this name are all very tough, so he watched from the side first to collect information on Zhang San's ability. In case this guy's ability was too OP—for example, if other parts of his body could freeze opponents upon contact, or even more exaggeratedly, freeze people from a distance—then if the situation was impossible, he could only turn his head away and close his eyes to avoid watching Li Si's heroic sacrifice. Well, at most, he could make a phone call to help Officer Li call for backup. Fortunately, after some observation, Zhang San's ability didn't seem to reach the level of casting spells from a distance, nor did it reach the point where he could activate his ability from anywhere on his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to resist and struggle against Officer Li's suppression just now; when Officer Li subdued him and made contact, he could have just activated his ability on the part where they were touching. It seems that, at least for now, he could only use his hands to freeze, so there was no need to run away for the time being. He prepared to go up and kill him.

At this moment on the main battlefield (?), after hearing what Officer Li said, Zhang San was not only unafraid but also laughed triumphantly, "Little tricks? You don't know shit. Do you know what spiritual energy recovery is? Do you know what ability awakening is? Do you know what a heaven-mandated protagonist is? Do you think I'm stupid? Would I dare to come out and commit a crime without some preparation? Ha, you wouldn't understand even if I told you, so I won't say anything. Go to hell!"

Damn it, you bastard, you were rambling on with nonsense for half a day just now, and now that you've reached the point, you've stopped talking nonsense and started being decisive. This script is wrong! Shouldn't this bastard say something like "I'll let you die with understanding" and then talk about how he awakened his ability, how long he's had it, how powerful it is, and finally reveal what backup plans he has, all while dragging it out for half a day waiting for the righteous protagonist to suddenly explode with power and awaken, and finally kick the bucket? Damn it, I originally planned to wait for him to confess everything before directly attacking to kill him and then walking away. Now I have no choice but to risk showing my face in front of the police and then interrogate him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lingyu quickly dug up some mud from the grass under his feet and smeared it on his clothes, shoes, and face to cover up some obvious clothing features and his face. That's right, it was the green space in the residential complex. After listening for a while at the alley entrance and feeling that something was wrong, he climbed over the wall at the alley entrance into the complex, then walked lightly to the spot where Zhang San and Officer Li were fighting, and leaned on the wall, exposing only the top of his head and a pair of eyes to watch. Because it was almost completely dark now, and the wall of this complex was quite high—three meters—plus their attention was always focused on each other, Zhao Lingyu had been peeping here for a long time without them noticing. One can only say they are truly in love; they only have eyes for each other.

After quickly disguising himself, he casually picked up a beer bottle from under his feet. Don't ask me where the beer bottle came from; if you ask, I don't know... *cough cough*... I said before, there were a few barbecue stalls at the alley entrance, so it was inevitable that some drunkards would pass through the alley, drinking as they walked, and after finishing, throw the bottles around randomly. So, it was quite reasonable to be able to pick up a beer bottle from the ground.

Alright, after preparing all this, it's really time to go out. If he doesn't go out, Officer Li is really going to kick the bucket (Zhao Lingyu: It's not my fault, it's you, the author, who kept rambling; otherwise I would have gone out and finished off that dead minor character long ago).

Holding the beer bottle in one hand and leaving the other hand empty, he jumped slightly (it really was just a slight jump, not a takeoff from the ground; let me put it this way: the height of the jump was about the height of a small stool). After jumping up, he grabbed and pushed off the wall with his empty hand, flipping over the three-meter-high wall. After jumping out, he landed exactly behind Zhang San. Upon landing, he bent his knees to absorb the impact, and the movement was so quiet that it didn't seem like he had flipped over a three-meter-high wall at all. At least Zhang San didn't notice anything unusual, while Officer Li, who was facing Zhang San, witnessed the entire process of Zhao Lingyu flying (jumping) down from the wall, and couldn't help but feel shocked:

"What the hell is going on today? What kind of monsters and demons are popping up? Just a moment ago it was superpowers, and now this is a transition to a martial arts drama? In a while, will there be a Xianxia-style Five Thunders Orthodox Method, and then a wormhole to stage some sci-fi?" Officer Li was breaking down, from body to consciousness, from physiology to psychology.

Setting aside Officer Li, Zhang San saw Officer Li's broken-down expression as he looked behind him, and smiled contemptuously: "What? Out of tricks, so you're going to use the old trick of saying there's someone behind me? Don't think I'll be fooled by you. Even if I were fooled and turned around to look, what could a half-crippled person like you do? Sigh, I turned around, eh, I turned back, eh, I..." *Clang, crash*, "... Ouch, what the hell."

After smashing a beer bottle on Zhang San's head, Zhao Lingyu didn't dawdle. Before Zhang San could recover, he directly stomped diagonally onto one of Zhang San's legs, or perhaps "trampled" would be more appropriate. With one stomp, Zhang San's leg deformed, and the bone was exposed. Zhang San fell to the ground, but Zhao Lingyu didn't stop; he went on a rampage, stomping and kicking Zhang San's other leg and both arms. Of course, he avoided vital parts like Zhang San's head and torso, and he didn't stomp on Zhang San's hands. Caution is never a mistake; it would be troublesome if he could still activate his ability even while being beaten to a pulp.

It seemed to take a long time, but in reality, it took less than ten seconds for Zhao Lingyu to complete everything mentioned above, and Zhang San's arms and legs had already been trampled into comminuted fractures.

It wasn't until Zhao Lingyu finished and stopped that Zhang San reacted a few beats late and started screaming.

"Ahhhhh, ah, ah, what the hell, ah, my arm, my leg, ahhhh, what the hell, who the hell are you, ah, what the hell, ah."

"Stop screaming. If you scream again, I'll keep stomping on you. Next, I ask, you answer. If you don't answer or dare to lie to me, I'll kill you." Zhao Lingyu held the broken beer bottle, pointing the end full of sharp glass shards at Zhang San, his voice low and threatening.

"Come on then, you bastard! Come on! I've already been trampled into this state by you, do you think I care if you keep beating and torturing me? Damn, if you have the guts, kill me now! See if I'm afraid of you!" Zhang San was almost crazy by now. The intense pain in his body stimulated him, and his heart was filled with despair. He had lived his life in a daze for over twenty years, and after becoming an adult, he became a regular at the local police station and detention center. He had finally awakened an ability, and it looked like a very OP natural-type (not) ability, but suddenly a muscle-man popped out from behind and gave him a brutal beating. Can this life get any worse? Seeing that his lawless, outlaw life was about to begin, it was all over now. Everything was gone. Even if he still had his ability, he could only be a human ice-making machine.

"Believe me, I have many ways to torture you until you wish you were dead. For example, taking off your pants, pouring a jar of honey on your 'little brother,' and placing you on an anthill. Or, putting a computer in front of you with a surround-sound system that makes you feel like you're there, and looping the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard. Or, playing the Spring Festival Gala sketches from the last few years, or adding basketball videos of 'ji' in between the sketches. Or, or, I could put three computers in front of you, each playing a different category on a loop, and while they play, I add honey and ants to your 'little brother'???"