I, the Creator of the Evil God!

Even if only the profit in the early stage is huge, it is enough. After this heat has passed, the next heat can be created. As long as there is this person who creates the heat of 15, everything will not be a problem.

It was during this period of time that this... speculative: businessman's fame just wanted to rise, so that no one in that city didn't know him at that time, and he was more popular than an internet celebrity.

Because of his fame, many people can't start from him: looking for news, so these reporters and editors began to focus on speculation: businessmen's family members, friends, and even neighbors.

What they are best at is looking for news, and if they can't find news, they make news. As long as they find a little pattern and amplify it, the news will be passed between people's tongues. This is their job.

As a result, an interesting thing was discovered by them - any speculation: businessmen's neighbors, no matter how rich or poor, will be unlucky.

There was even a big boss who went bankrupt a month after he moved to the next door, and didn't improve until he was forced to live in a slum, and then made a comeback in the next two months.

As a result, this... speculative: The rumors on the businessman are more than one, and it is even rumored that people walking on the same street as him will be unlucky.

Seeing that the business has been affected, this... speculative: businessman suddenly disappeared, leaving only his urban legend, still in the city.

A speculator: businessman, there should be no more abnormal luck... The second one is this... Cheng Xunjiu, there is nothing wrong.

And Cheng Xunjiu's ability should not only be good luck, but to steal other people's luck onto himself. As for those who are taken away from luck, of course, they will start to have bad luck.

Lu Yu laughed, maybe he was the real lucky person, but he didn't know why he remembered an absurd urban legend that he had written, but now he probably understands it, just to get a seat today and guess his ability.

And that time happened to be Cheng Xunjiu's worst luck, otherwise, he would really forget everything about this urban legend because of various factors.

"It turned out to be so, it was really interesting.

This kind of passive ability is still too much, if it will bring bad luck to the people around you, it is better not to."

Lu Yu

Speaking to himself, he judged Cheng Xunjiu's ability.

On the other hand, Cheng Xunjiu also stopped, he finally realized that Lu Yu was not listening to his insults at all, but was thinking about his abilities.

"How could you possibly guess my ability!"

Cheng Xunjiu said arrogantly.

Lu Yu smiled slightly: "How could I not have guessed the ability to snatch other people's luck onto myself? Speaking of which, you were really careless in the first place. Under such a famous situation, being exposed is so worth thinking about. News, Doom Speculation: Merchant, Is It You"

Cheng Xunjiu couldn't help being taken aback, and cold sweat dripped from his back: "How is it possible! How can you remember that kind of... meaningless urban legend!"

As soon as Lu Yu said this, Cheng Xunjiu remembered it, the urban legend that he once left behind is the information that betrayed his ability! "Tsk tsk tsk, I have been thinking about this issue for a long time, until just now I was sure Yes, just to wait for today's great opportunity."

Lu Yu looked at Cheng Xunjiu with a sneer, "Actually, my luck was pretty good, but your luck was very bad at the time, because you can't normally grab your luck, and you can seek good luck and avoid evil."

Fate is an interesting thing, and luck is even more mysterious. This kind of thing is not Lu Yu wanting Cheng Xunjiu to die, but destiny.

"How could such a thing happen? I took advantage of my fate for half my life, and in turn was prepared to kill me."

Cheng Xunjiu glanced at Lu Yu, "But it doesn't matter, just with my current luck, you can't kill me, as long as I reach an area where monsters are dense enough and take their luck, you will never kill me for the rest of your life. !"

After saying that, Cheng Xunjiu turned around and ran, and then the ground began to shake for a while, as if some monster was about to burrow out of the ground.

Not a monster of the eternal blazing sun level, Lu Yu was able to determine this 707 points.

But it is also certain that the luck of this monster has indeed been captured, and it is about to block its way, that is to say, its fate has been doomed, and today is the day of death.

"Because of the Thousand Hands Demon God, there is no way to take my luck.

With that being said, it would indeed take some effort to kill him.

Although it is very troublesome, I am afraid it will not work without this method.”

Talking to himself, Lu Yu snapped his fingers, and then, within a kilometer within a radius of Lu Yu's control, a huge barrier appeared at the edge, completely blocking Cheng Xunjiu's path.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu casually placed his hand in the air, and then looked at the sky, and a stream of flaming meteors slid down from the sky, looking like a meteor shower.

But in fact, it is more romantic than the meteor shower. Its essence is a missile rain, and it is a big explosion when it falls on the ground. The barrier where Cheng Xunjiu is located is a serious bombing circle. After this round, don't It is said that it is a living monster, and the ground will probably be blown up to be finished.

Cheng Xunjiu looked at the top of his head and couldn't help but panic: "What the hell is this Lu Qiu, a monster!"

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Chapter [-]: Explosion is art, range is truth!

As we all know, explosion is an art, caliber is justice, range is truth, and range is victory. As a man with caliber, range and range, Lu Yu deserves justice, truth and victory.

The bombing circle is not terrible, the terrible thing is that it is impossible to leave the bombing circle. For people who are keen to eat chicken, this is definitely a nightmare, and it cannot even be called a bombing circle, but it is called the scourge circle.

If you want to survive in such a terrifying place, the technology is obviously useless. No matter how good the technology is in the circle of scourge, it is useless after all. You can only pray for the blessing of the gods, maybe it can be useful.

Therefore, there is only one thing that really works--luck.

Cheng Xunjiu, who knew this well, did not have the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little: I, Cheng Xunjiu, are also the luckiest beings in the world. With such a bombing circle, how could it be possible to kill me? With a smile in his heart, Cheng Xunjiu began to wave, and even provocatively said: "Lu Qiu, don't you have the ability? Come on, if you have the ability, you can kill me! All kinds of things that can be avoided by luck, why? It might hurt me, how could it be!"

However, Lu Yu was also calm in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little. He secretly said in his heart: As the so-called ignorant is fearless, just let this ignorant guy dance for a while, just another two minutes, he There was no way to be provocative any longer.

A minute passed, and Lu Yu's face began to show a solemn expression, but he began to ridicule in his heart: this guy has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, and after another minute, he can no longer do this. Cheerfully cursed.

My heart is happy, but there is a solemn expression on my face: "Why did you miss it?"

Hearing this, Cheng Xunjiu became more and more happy: "Don't say it's a one-minute bombardment, even if it's ten minutes, thirty minutes, or even a day's bombing, you don't want to hurt a single hair on me! This is luck , My luck, no matter how much you envy you, you can't envy it!"

How could he know that what Lu Yu wanted was just his words. From these words, Lu Yu could be sure that Junk Cheng Xunjiu had no idea that he was already in the countdown to death. As long as the time was up, he would I no longer have the ability to speak.

Swear, swear, after half a minute, you won't be able to say anything, your luck will run out, little brother, think about your last words! Time always flies, especially three Ten seconds, just listening to the second hand "tick tick"

The sound for a while, thirty seconds will soon pass.