Yang's big eyes were about to get angry.

Lu Yu continued: "I remember that during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was a tiger general under the command of Emperor Wu of the Northern Wei Dynasty who was also called Yang Dayan, and that was really a fierce man about Zhang Zhiyong. ”

"Then you can try." Yang Dayan clenched the watermelon knife in his hand.

"One last question." Lu Yu smiled, "How much did Wu Tiannan give your second brother Luo to buy the life of the young master?" ”

"Ten million." Yang said with big eyes.

Now that his identity has been recognized, Yang Dayan does not hide it.

Lu Yu said lightly: "Less." Brother Big Eye, if you still have the life to go back to your family Luo Lao Er this time, remember to tell Luo Lao Er, at least you have to ask Wu Tiannan for 100 million, after all, Xiao Ye is really difficult to kill. If you are not careful, you have to be killed by the master, and you will not be left behind by slaughtering a door full of chickens and dogs. Doing business also has to consider a cost-effective is not. ”

"Boy, it's up to you?"

Yang sneered.

But there is still a little solemnity in his eyes.

Another thunderclap exploded.

Between heaven and earth, it is as bright as day.

It began to rain, and the rain of late spring and early summer was much more violent and ferocious than the drizzle of early spring, and it was all rushing raindrops, banging on the eaves of the ground, like a big pot stir-frying beans.

In the dense rain line, Lu Yu whistled, and Lu Feng first rushed out of the car, roaring in a low voice, there was no attack, its mission was to hold Lu Yu's rear.

Chirp –

With a long hiss, Wu Meiniang appeared in time, hovering at a low altitude, still not attacking, her mission was to be responsible for cruising and harassing.

Lu Yu is the main attacker.

Lu Feng was the first to guard.

Wu Meiniang was responsible for fighting guerrillas and harassing the fish that slipped through the net.

One person, one dog and one falcon, they have fought together in the mountains for three years, grown up together, and have already cooperated seamlessly.

In many cases, animals are much more reliable than people.

Lu Yu hasn't found anyone who can teach his back out, but fortunately, there are Wu Meiniang and Lu Fengxian, who are Lu Yu's relatives and closest comrades-in-arms.

Sudden rainstorm, the quiet night became tyrannical.

The third thunderclap exploded.

Lu Yu began to run.

"Up!"

Yang let out a low sigh with big eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes were calm.

He is an external boxer, and if he does not practice internal boxing, it is impossible to have "innate internal strength" in his body.

He has a body of muscles and bones, and **** hits the quenched body comparable to King Kong with a wooden stick every night.

He also has a pair of iron palms, which are tempered by three pots of iron sand in winter.

He is Chinese New Year's Eve.

By squeezing and overdrawing his life force, he is now the pinnacle of this life.

Generally, the inner boxer who has practiced dark energy, he has the power to fight.

He could feel that Lu Yu was not an inner boxer.

The strength in his body is scattered, and there is no mellow innate internal strength to operate.

But the strange thing is -

This man with eyes as cold as a lone wolf put much more pressure on him than a dark martial arts master.

In just a few steps, Lu Yu stepped out of ten meters.

His right foot slammed into the ground where water had begun to accumulate, and a circle of water bloomed around him, like a poignant flower under the light of electricity.

With the help of a huge anti-shock force, Lu Yu was like a dead leaf swept up by the wind, and swept out with a whoosh.

Holding the feathered arrow in the quiver in his right hand, he flipped his left elbow, and the large, wild ox horn bow appeared in front of him in a circle in the rain.

He swept through the rain, and slammed his horn bow, carved like the moon, his tendons tight, and a feathered arrow was already on the string.

"Danger!"

Yang Dayan's hair exploded instantly.

He was scared.

This young man named Lu Yu has a bow and arrows in his hand and no bow and arrows, and the threat is completely two different concepts.

Lu Yu's action of bending the bow and strings was smooth, without provoking the slightest smell of fireworks.

Bend the arm, draw the bow, aim.

It's a natural fit.

Xia Wanqiu's eyes burned, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

In the rainy night, under the thunder, a wild man, a wild giant bow, and a feather arrow ready to be fired.

She once thought that the most touching scenery in her life was when she was sixteen years old, the teenager in a white shirt and a smile as warm as the sun.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that this wild and unruly picture had replaced the position of the young man in the white shirt in her memory.

I have never been a person who likes to fight and kill, and suddenly I feel that the true charm of a man can only be reflected on the battlefield.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried.

Who has a grievance today?

So generous, so passionate.

Two words - gentlemen!

His figure was not burly, his thin arm pulled out a giant horned bow, wantonly swaying what may have been the innate wildness and ostentatiousness, and between the blurred electric light, it was unprecedentedly majestic, like an ancient god.

Phew-

The first arrow burst through the air.

Tearing through the air and whistling sharply.

All felt a suffocation in its purest and most primitive form.

Out of breath.

Oh!

At the same time, there was a terrible scream.

A strong man with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 160 pounds was actually nailed away by an arrow.

This arrow, Yang Dayan, who was originally aiming, subconsciously rolled to avoid a catastrophe, and the guy behind him was not so lucky.

The nail flew at least two meters away, and the feather arrow pierced his thigh, nailing him to the concrete floor, and the hair of the howling man stood on end.

Lu Yu did not pause.

It only took about half a second, and the second unusually thick feather arrow was already on the horn bow.

Click, click, click

The Greatbow was once again pulled out of the full moon arc in an instant.

Yang's eyes were dumbfounded.

This skinny young man, where did his uncle get such amazing strength?

Woohoo –

The second arrow burst out.

The second man was nailed to the ground again, still on his thighs.

Before the man's screams could disappear, a third arrow shot out again.

Fast, accurate, steady.

It's so domineering.

Xia Wanqiu's heart rippled, this little guy didn't lie, he was really a man who was very good at ejaculating.

He runs on rainy nights, he shoots arrows on the run.

In just one minute, he shot seven times.

Shoot without missing hair.

Shoot fast, accurate, ruthless and steady.

Seven people were nailed to the ground.

Yang Dayan and other brave bastards were shot by him and stopped.

I was so scared that I didn't dare to go forward.

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