An abandoned construction site.

There was a quarter moon hanging in the sky, like a wolf's teeth.

Lu Yu stood in the moonlight.

Behind him is the white dog 'Lu Fengxian', and above his head is the big bird 'Wu Meiniang'.

In front of him, there were many people standing, led by Scar, many people with blood-red eyes, who wanted his life.

In his hand, he carried cold weapons such as steel pipes and knives.

Liu Sanye held a cigar in his mouth and stood at the back, his eyes cold.

The Black Tiger Gang, also known as the "Dongan Group", can seize 10% of Jianghai's security work, relying on ruthlessness, and it is a reputation that has been piled up by countless corpses and bones in the Huangpu River for so many years.

Lu Yu said that he wanted to fight with them, and they could only take it.

You can only win, not lose.

Lu Yu thought so too.

There is so much truth to be said in this world.

A long time ago, he understood that in this Jianghu, whoever has a big fist will have a reason.

"Boy, it's still too late to admit it, leave a hand, and then kowtow to our third master to admit his mistake!"

"Yes, otherwise there will be one more corpse in the Huangpu River tonight."

The bloodthirsty bastards shouted, their eyes disdainful.

Single-handedly, you dare to fight with the entire Black Tiger Gang?

This kid must have a long life.

"Lu Yu, our third master said, don't use a gun tonight, if you can survive, then it's a skill." Scar said coldly.

"Cheng, I can trust the third master." Lu Yu smiled indifferently, untied the horn bow and quiver, and threw them on the ground.

The two sides confronted each other.

The first to provoke was not Scar and others, but Lu Yu.

He hooked his fingers and smiled lightly: "Which stupid person is not afraid of death, stand up and let Lao Tzu take a look?" ”

A swipe on the floor.

Dozens of big bastards took a step forward.

They began to charge.

The two big bastards struck at a thirty-degree angle, and smashed the electric shock baton in their hands towards Lu Yu.

Lu Yu dodged sideways, and with a backhand, one of his arms was directly fractured.

He didn't use a knife, but a stubble artifact, the bicycle chain lock that the old cannon of Sijiu City was accustomed to.

This thing doesn't look like a deterrent, but in fact, in a melee, it's much more effective than watermelon knives and the like, and people who often fight understand it.

The other person disguised himself and stabbed Lu Yu in the back.

Lu Yu kicked his back, and with a click, this person's arm was directly broken.

Miserable humming.

He didn't spare his hand, he swept it, and the chain lock hit the person directly in the head.

Muffled.

The man covered his head and fell directly to the ground.

The steel pipe of the other person had already swung towards Lu Yu's head, Lu Fengxian pounced directly, knocked this person down, and with a wave of his claws, this person's head was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood, and he couldn't get up again.

It's really miserable now, and if you don't die, you have to be disfigured.

On the left and right sides, two more people struck together, still greeting Lu Yu's head.

Chirp!

'Wu Meiniang' turned into a white lightning bolt, swooped down on the ground, and brought down a person, claws grabbed on his shoulder, and brought down a piece of meat.

Lu Yu bullied himself to the left, directly smashed the other guy to the ground, and kicked him in the stomach, and this person suddenly bowed into a prawn.

One man, one dog, one falcon.

Lu Yu attacked, 'Lu Fengxian' defended the rear, and 'Wu Meiniang' fought guerrillas, and the cooperation was very disciplined and smooth.

Seven or eight more men gathered around him.

Lu Yu did not retreat, but advanced.

The calf compresses, tightens, and exerts force.

Like a tight spring.

Stretch and rise.

He turned into a wind.

Through the night, the chain lock is playing.

There was no temptation, and it was the most tragic hand-to-hand combat.

in the corner.

Tang Mengmeng's mouth opened wide, and her eyes were full of little stars.

She thought this guy was bragging, but she didn't expect him to really come and fight the entire Black Tiger Gang alone!

She didn't expect that Lu Yu, who looked thin, would be so ruthless when she moved her hand.

His movements are actually not good-looking, but every move and style is extremely accurate.

Such as the most primitive and bloody dance.

One word - handsome!

Handsome enough to break through the sky.

Handsome for no reason.

His military coat, his liberation brand rubber shoes, and his mother's non-stop Beijing-style swear words, including his obscene actions of inserting other people's eyes and digging out other people's dicks.

In Tang Mengmeng's eyes, it has become a handsome character with a capital letter.

For the first time, she felt that there was such a thing as temperament in this world.

The military coat worn by the porter and the Jiefang brand rubber shoes with dirt and slag can all be worn by this guy with a down-and-out aristocratic taste.

In the moonlight, she watched the man fight, her eyes lit up.

For the first time in my life, I committed a nymphomaniac with a man.

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Whew-

Ten minutes later.

There were already more than twenty people on the ground.

Lu Yu was still standing.

Very embarrassed, with a blue nose and swollen face, a cut on his shoulder, bleeding.

He gasped violently, and his cold gaze like a lone wolf was fixed on Liu Sanye at the back of the crowd.

There were about thirty people left on the opposite side, who were fighting power.

Can't beat it.

Physical strength can't keep up.

Leave the wounds on your body alone for the time being.

In just ten minutes, he consumed at least seventy percent of his physical strength.

That's the most serious thing.

That's the last way left.

Rush over.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Lu Yu licked his lips, gritted his teeth, and moved forward bravely.

Scar had insight into Lu Yu's intentions: "Brothers, follow me and protect the third master!" ”

Another round of brutal fighting.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

Lu Yu is like a lone wolf that preys, with this wind, faster than this wind.

Continuous pedaling, whooshing.

One guy reacted very quickly, and the katana was aimed at him, slashing at the wind in a standard style, but the next moment he was desperate to find that he could really only cut into the wind.

Lu Yu's speed was much faster than him.

There was a crisp click, and Lu Yu's right hand popped out strangely from under his left elbow with a whoosh, smashing the crook of the guy's elbow hard, and striking hard in the direction of the joint, instantly shattering the person's elbow.

Almost at the same time, his left hand popped out quickly, stabbing the man in the throat like a bolt of lightning.

Immediately after, his left hand bounced back at a faster speed, and he didn't even glance at this helpless and limp guy who was clutching his throat, his five fingers spread out, and he smashed down on the other guy with his shoulder as the axis!

Collapse Strike!

This person didn't have time to react, so he only had time to subconsciously raise the katana horizontally in front of him, blocking the extremely violent palm.

The palm wind was howling fiercely, and Lu Yu slapped it expressionlessly and unreasonably, and slapped it on the face of the second guy along with the cold katana.

There was a terrifying muffled sound, and this guy's face was like soft cream, with a bloody and blurred knife body trace, and an additional palm print, and he fell straight down without making a sound.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

In a very unreasonable way, he broke through the defensive circle formed by Scar and others.

The price is –

Two more stabs.

It's all on the back, the muscles are turned over, and the blood is soaked through the military coat.

Tick tock.

Beads of blood ran down his sleeves and dripped to the ground.

There was not the slightest pain between Lu Yu's eyebrows.

He was smiling.

Liu Sanye has already been caught by him.

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