Chapter 4: Can't keep up with the rhythm
Hearing Senior Brother Wang mention his extremely mysterious fourth fiancΓ©e, Lu Yu smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior brother, let's postpone this matter, let's postpone it." Let's get Chen Fenglei first. β
He looked at the time, "It's not early, brothers, rest early, recuperate, tomorrow only win and not lose, it has to be a big victory unscathed, no one can overturn in the gutter, it's really dead, don't expect me to be buried, I whip the corpse." β
Gao Changgong and others laughed.
Lu Yu got up and stretched, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his murderous aura boiled.
The plans are all in place.
It depends on who plays harder in the end.
The current situation is completely reversed.
Chen Fenglei lost Meng Chuchu's information support, and the think tank Ma Sanyuan was arrested.
Headless flies, which suits him perfectly.
The odds are at least 70 percent.
Then he Lu Yu, what reason is there to coax?
The next day, early in the morning.
Lu Yu took a few of his fierce generals and returned to the villa left by Su Chengcheng, which was also his real base camp.
A few people, each with a mission, scattered.
didn't hide his traces anymore, he deliberately exposed them to Chen Fenglei.
This trick is very simple, it is called luring the snake out of the hole.
He waited for Chen Fenglei to bring people to a sneak attack.
Throughout the day, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and nothing happened, as calm as before the storm.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Yu was sitting in the study, and Wang Xuance suddenly knocked on the door and shouted, "Apu, here!" β
"Sneak attack?" Lu Yu asked.
"No, it's a visit. Fair and square. Wang Xuance said.
"How many?"
"Just two. He with his apprentices. β
"Interesting, I still underestimated this old calf, okay, I want to see who gave him this guts. Senior brother, give him Ma Wei first. Lu Yu said coldly.
Outside the villa.
Two figures emerged from the darkness.
Chen Fenglei and his disciple Guo Poyu.
Chen Fenglei is a burly and strong person, 1.85 meters tall, wearing a big black windbreaker, while Guo Poyu looks thinner and more delicate.
Chen Fenglei was bare-handed, while Guo Poyu was carrying a Swiss Army knife with a blood groove open.
The two of them walked one after the other, pacing slowly, with unparalleled momentum, quite like the style of taking the head of a general in a million armies in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
When the two reached the door, they were stopped by a spear.
Yang Pojun held his second spear and looked at Chen Fenglei and Guo Poyu coldly.
One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.
"Chen Fenglei, if you want to see the young marshal of my family, you go in alone."
Yang Pojun pointed at Guo Poyu, "You stay." β
"For so many years, Xiao Guo and I have never been separated." Chen Fenglei said that the voice was as magnetic as metal.
"This is the rule of my young marshal." Yang Pojun sneered.
"I am the shadow of Master." Guo Poyu squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Pojun, "You can't stop me." Whoever stops me today, I'll kill them. β
He licked his chapped lips.
"What about me?" The rice mouse appeared in time, and looked at Guo Poyu with a slush.
"Not enough to see." Guo Poyu sneered.
"Then add me."
Nalan Yuanshu emerged from the darkness and stared at Guo Poyu.
"Xiao Guo, it's hard to resist kindness. You just have fun with them. Chen Fenglei said lightly.
Guo Poyu nodded, and the blade of the Swiss Army knife in his hand was horizontal, reflecting the bright moonlight tonight, cold as water.
Then he let out a muffled sigh and rushed towards Yang Pojun, Mi Mouse and Nalan Yuanshu.
With one enemy and three enemies, he actually did not take a defensive position, but chose to attack.
He attacked extremely hard, unstoppable, and his momentum was like a bamboo, and he faintly gained the upper hand.
Lu Yu was in the study on the second floor, looking at Guo Poyu with one enemy and three enemies, he couldn't help but admire: "This kid is a little younger than me, he is really fierce, and Zhao Zilong will not be like this in his life." β
Tiger General.
Even a peerless general.
He's not like that.
Far from it.
Lu Yu thought in his heart, even if his martial arts were not abolished back then, he was afraid that he would not be the opponent of this kid.
No wonder Yang Pojun, Mi Mouse and Wang Xuance all said that this kid has the posture of a martial saint.
Lu Yu looked at Gao Changgong, "Changgong, can you beat this kid?" β
Gao Changgong pursed his scarlet lips and said lightly: "He is not my opponent, but in three years, I will not be able to beat him." This person's talent is something I've only seen in my life. β
"It's a pity." Lu Yu sighed.
"What's the matter, Changqing has a heart of love for talent, and he can't bear to kill him?" Gao Changgong asked.
Lu Yu nodded.
"It's a bit difficult." Gao Changgong said, "This kid is Chen Fenglei's shadow, Shangguan Jinhong's Jing Wudi." Today, if you leave Chen Fenglei here and let him live, it will be a tiger returning to the mountain, and it will not be fun to have such a tiger staring at you all the time in the future. Changqing, you've got to think about it. β
"Well, I'll think again." Lu Yu nodded.
Downstairs, Guo Poyu was fighting a fierce battle with one enemy and three enemies.
Chen Fenglei watched from the side, without meaning to do anything.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but sigh.
He's an apprentice, it's good anywhere, but it's the only thing, he can't get rid of the rigid and stiff moral shackles of the rivers and lakes, and in the final analysis, it's still the life of a martial artist.
For example, at this moment, if Guo Poyu does everything he can and uses the three indiscriminate techniques, he can defeat the siege of these three people.
But he didn't.
One board and one eye, one move and one style, all of them are incomparably neutral and peaceful.
Only take the royal road, not the tricky road.
If it goes on for a long time, Guo Poyu will be defeated.
After all, he was still in his infancy.
It is precisely because of this that after Guo Poyu was born, Chen Fenglei deliberately cultivated a Long Xiaofei in the past two years.
Guo Poyu can inherit his mantle, but there is no way to integrate his career.
From the bottom of his bones, he doesn't like Long Xiaofei's cunning and ruthlessness.
But he has to admit that in this fucked society, especially in their line of work, being in a high position, without a heart of stone and a poisonous snake, will not end well.
Chen Fenglei no longer looked at Guo Poyu's three to one, continued to move forward, and said loudly: "Brother Changqing, can I come in?" β
Lu Yu opened the window on the second floor, didn't poke his head out, and said lightly: "Come in, your mother." Chen Fenglei, I'll give you two minutes, explain why you came to see me, why you killed Magnolia, I can't say clearly, I promise that you won't see me today, so you will explain here. β
Chen Fenglei was stunned.
He was scolded.
Ready to say, it's scolded.
He couldn't believe it.
At their level, there will be people who don't have the taste to greet other people's wives directly.
"It's you, your mother, Lao Tzu provoked you, you came to smash my bar, what's wrong with scolding you, old calf?" Lu Yu continued.
"You"
Chen Fenglei's face sank, his fists clenched, and there was a crackling sound.
Lu Yu is not a stupid hat, he does not have the generosity of ancient heroes, he has watched a Romance of the Three Kingdoms about three times, and appreciates the deceit and vicious tactics in it, and the most annoying thing is that before the war, the two armies started the battle and sent the two generals to fight first.
Most of the losses will lead to the army being pushed by the enemy to cry and cry for the mother.
Mom, isn't this as childish and boring as a child?
Chen Fenglei took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress his anger, is the current young man too domineering, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, or is he too old and outdated to keep up with the rhythm of the times?