Ancient Wu killer mixed city

The knife of the middle-aged man is the result of years of experience.The back of the human head is a visual blind spot, except for a few top masters, it is difficult to detect sneak attacks from behind.More importantly, when a person perceives an attack, he still needs a few tenths of a second to make a judgment and then control his body to respond, but this short moment is enough to ruin his life.

From the first day of being an assassin, the middle-aged man has been constantly honing this trick. Simply discussing the heat and speed of this simple one, it is difficult for anyone in the world to surpass him. This kind of sneak attack is almost perfect.

"Go to hell." He was ruthless to himself, and exerted a lot of strength on his hands.

With a bang, the sharp blade pierced through the air.

wrong!He was surprised to find that the familiar sense of stagnation did not come from the knife!

empty? !

At this moment, he was turning around quickly following the knife slashed by his backhand. He stared at the tip of the knife, but there was nothing.

Oops!There was a chill down his spine, and he broke out in a cold sweat!Be a master!

With a muffled bang, a pair of slender and thick palms lifted up and pressed on his chest!He felt a tightness in his heart, the blood supply to his head was stagnant, and his mind went blank. [

"He—ah!" Lu Yu, who leaned over, exhaled suddenly, his elbow joints sank downward, and he kicked his back feet forward, sending him out with a snap.This palm-holding is the most important attack method in the ancient Baguazhang, which is not comparable to ordinary skills.The essence of clasping palms is all in the breath, when he inhales he strikes, and when he exhales he uses force, the blow is naturally thunderous!

This palm hit the man's body, and then flew out suddenly!With a muffled bang, it hit a willow tree as thick as a basketball by the side of the road.The big willow tree trembled, and the raindrops accumulated in the first half of the night fell to the ground in an instant, as if it had been raining heavily.

At this time, the middle-aged man was still in shock. He only felt drenched and couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat.

He was still replaying the scene just now in his head, that young man's abnormally calm eyes, his fierce and vigorous manner, who is this person? !

What a master.He couldn't help but regret, did 30 take away my life?

Is this person growing up too fast, or is he getting old?He smiled, but choked blood out of his mouth.

Lu Yu knelt down and looked at the man coughing in front of him.This person's expression was very painful, most of his ribs were broken and his internal organs were injured. For him, breathing was a luxury.

"Is it okay?" Lu Yu hooked the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes like a fox.

"Who are you?" The man seemed to be in despair.

"Don't you know?"

"I'm nothing but a killer, taking people's money and doing things for them." The man wanted to cough twice.

"How much did that person pay you?"

"The organization said it was 30."

"Organization? Are you from Han Ling?"

"How do you know about Han Ling?" The man stared at him with wide eyes. [

The young man was noncommittal and looked at the street lamp next to him.

"Hi!" Seizing the rare opportunity, the man suddenly grabbed an iron nail and stabbed it straight at Lu Yu's throat.

Lu Yu sighed helplessly, without even turning his head, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the idiot's wrist. As soon as he touched the wrist, he heard the sound of joint dislocation, clucking, crisp and coherent.

"Do you know what kind of killer is the worst?" Lu Yu lit a cigarette for himself.

"You kind."

"From the very beginning until now, you haven't dared to confront me head-on. You've been second-rate all your life by sneak attacking me." He straightened up and picked up the rusty machete from behind.The blade is more than two inches wide, very hard and heavy.Lu Yu stretched out his hand and stuck the knife in the soil, it was not deep, just able to stand up.

"Who is at the helm in Hanling now?" He was smoking a cigarette, looking at ease.

"Fujitora." The man despaired.

"You're a nuisance."

Lu Yu stretched out his palm and pulled out the knife as if holding a cane.Lifting his hand, he gently pressed the tip of the knife against the man's shoulder, the dirt on the tip of the knife was still there, and the smile was still there.

You have one more chance.

"It's really Fujitora, he's the leader."

Pfft, when Lu Yu exerted force on his hand, blood gushed out along the blade.But his hands didn't stop because of this, he leaned forward and made a very paralyzed expression.The thick blade just entered the man's shoulder little by little. He didn't speak, as if he was seriously experiencing the pleasure brought by the rupture of the tendon.

"Who the hell are you!" the man shouted forcefully.

"Guess~"

"I'll fuck you! Kill me if you dare!" The veins on the man's head swelled up, and he felt insulted by the young boy in front of him.Is there such a pervert in the world? !He killed many people, but he had never seen someone stabbing a knife into a living person's body so slowly.

"Why should I kill you? This is self-defense." He narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I'll go to you..." The man's blood welled up, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore." The young man stood up.

Thinking of Fujitora's name.His heart was much heavier, and he also lost the interest in playing with his opponents.

"I just want to mention him." Lu Yu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and sighed.

"Send a message to your master, I don't care if he is Phoenix or Shura, tell him to get away and don't mess with me." He stretched out his right hand to look at his watch, 3:20.

I have already wasted enough time, and there is still morning self-study to go.

Seeing him turn around to leave, the man yelled under the tree: "Aren't you going to kill me?!" He really wanted to stand up and pose, because after today, he might not have another chance.

"Oh, I completely forgot." Lu Yu, who had already walked out, walked back with square steps, reached out and pulled out the knife on the man's shoulder.

"Damn it, you're crazy..." Han Zi said, Yan's eyes were about to pop out when he saw the blood gushing out. A second ago, he still had hope of surviving.

"Pretend to kill people." He said silently in his mind.

Lu Yu didn't care whether he regretted it, and stretched out his hand to strike again.Same place, different intensity.But this knife was very clean, the two-inch wide blade directly penetrated the man's shoulder, and was deeply embedded in the willow tree.

"Eh..." The man even heard the sound of the blade passing through the lute bone, but he didn't yell, and gritted his teeth tightly.He felt that his teeth were about to squeeze out blood, he couldn't yell, he couldn't yell, he couldn't yell, he kept hinting to himself.

Lu Yu looked at him with his eyes tightly closed, his lips trembling, and he burst out laughing.

"Don't be a killer in the future." The slender figure in the distance raised his hand and didn't look back.