In this world, there are always some people.

I was born to feel superior.

He is only allowed to ride on the head of others and do the same to him.

I'm rich, I'm powerful, I bully you, that's what you deserve.

But you bully me, that's your original sin.

They have a wealthy family, have countless resources, and are born to stand on a high place, a height that an ordinary person cannot climb in three lifetimes.

Born Equal?

It's just a lie, a child's words.

Whoever believes is a fool.

Lao Tzu is noble, and Lao Tzu is noble.

You reason with me, I'll talk to you about fists.

If you tell me about fists, I'll tell you the best of the best.

Never being reasonable, that's our reason.

Nangong Lianhua is this kind of person.

And yet he died.

died in the hands of a guy who had neither a wealthy family, nor a prosperous background, nor a proud talent in his eyes.

He has a thousand kinds of unwillingness, ten thousand kinds of reluctance.

Yet he died.

Dead is dead.

When a person dies, he can never come back to life.

Whether he was a beggar or a prince during his lifetime, there was no difference.

Death may be the fairest thing God can do for all people.

In the face of death, everyone is truly equal.

Huangfu Weiyu is also this kind of person.

Even, he is more arrogant than Nangong Lianhua, and he is more arrogant and invincible.

But he's going to die now.

Because Lu Yu wanted to kill him.

A hillbilly he has always looked down on and ignored is really going to kill him.

I really dared to kill him.

Sadly, Lu Yu really wanted to kill him, and really dared to kill him.

What's even more sad is that Lu Yu really has the strength to kill him.

The two quasi-saint powerhouses of the family, one died, the other fainted, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so it was obviously impossible to save him.

And his friend, Nangong Lianhua, the second son of the Nangong family, also died.

There are only a few minions-level guys left, what can I do to save him?

Lu Yu's eyes were cold, looking at Huangfu Weiyu, looking at this kid who dared to provoke him repeatedly and calculate him, no one should have the color in his eyes.

In his eyes, Huangfu Weiyu is already a dead man.

What about the sons of the family?

What about the terrible one?

It was the Tianhuang nobleman and the real crown prince who came here, and if he provoked him like this, Lu Yu would not let him live anymore, but kill him with one sword!

Why do warriors practice?

In addition to the ultimate goal of pursuing a higher form of life, the most important reason is to give yourself the ability to break the rules!

Chivalry, forbidden by force!

Cultivation and cultivation is to obtain the wisdom of thoughts.

If you are a martial artist, you still have to take care of this, take care of that, others ride on your head, and you have to let him splash and roll, and urine, then this martial arts, what is the use of practice?

He approached Huangfu Weiyu step by step.

Huangfu Weiyu's face was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs and stomach couldn't help trembling, he couldn't stand at all, and he fell to the ground with a stumble.

He roared, screaming hysterically.

"The surname is Lu, I am the eldest young master of the Huangfu family, you dare to kill me!"

"You've eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall! How dare you kill me! ”

"If you dare to touch my hair, I will kill your whole family, kill your whole family!!!"

Lu Yu was unmoved and continued to approach him.

By the way, he took out a dagger in his arms.

This is a straight-handled knife.

The length of the knife is about thirty centimeters, the blade is sharp, the style is sharp, and it has a cold color, just like Lu Yu's pupils at this moment.

Cold, crisp, without a trace of superfluous emotions.

Some are just murderous.

The wolf looked at the lamb.

The tiger stares at the elk.

All the beasts at the top of the food chain look at their prey, probably like this.

I kill you, it has nothing to do with you.

Just because I want you to die.

That's all.

"This knife, called the Alaskan Whaling Fork, was a birthday present from a woman who was so important to me. I love it. ”

Lu Yu looked at the straight-handled blade that Su Qingcheng gave him and that he had been keeping close to him.

"I love it, not only because it's a gift from the woman I love the most, but also because it's a good knife in its own right."

"Compared to a fine folding knife, this straight-handled knife is rough and abandons all the bells and whistles, so it's simple enough - it means that when the knife is made, the chance of error can be minimized, so it will be cool to use it to kill, especially if you cut your throat."

Lu Yu looked at Huangfu Weiyu, his face was like an expression, he said to himself, and still approached him step by step.

"I've had a good time, and now, I want to be happy. Will you cooperate with me? How young is my emperor? ”

Lu Yu's voice was cold, without a trace of human flavor.

This kind of careless, understated indifference is actually much more effective than hysterical threats.

It was like the gods above the nine heavens, indifferently looking at the mortals crawling on the ground.

I can kill you whenever I want.

But it doesn't really have anything to do with you.

If a person crushes an ant, will he ask for the ant's consent?

Lu Yu had already walked in front of Huangfu Weiyu, he squatted down and looked at the eldest young master of the Huangfu family.

Huangfu Weiyu completely collapsed.

He cries, he howls, he splashes and rolls, he is incontinent.

"Lu Yu, Grandpa Lu, I was wrong!"

"I was really wrong, don't kill me, I beg you, you spare my dog's life!"

"I have money, I have a lot of money, whatever you want, I will give it to you!"

"Incense cars, beautiful women, mansions, even cruise ships, I give you everything I have, all for you! Don't kill me! ”

He was hysterical.

His dignity was lost.

He no longer has a trace of grace and luxury.

He was like a poodle whose limbs had been broken and thrown into a stinking gutter full of sludge and garbage, and a Persian cat that had been plucked out and splashed with paint.

"Huangfu Weiyu, why don't you understand? I'm going to kill you, and it has nothing to do with what you have. It has nothing to do with whether you know your mistakes or not. ”

"I'm going to kill you just because I don't want you to live."

"I don't like you, so I'm going to send you to die."

Lu Yu pulled Huangfu Weiyu's head, revealing his white neck.

And then in his frantic struggle and yelling.

He held the knife in one hand and swiped it lightly against his neck.

The blade was sharp, and the sword flashed away.

Then Lu Yu carefully wiped the blade on Huangfu Weiyu's body, and inserted it into the scabbard again, without looking at Huangfu Weiyu.

Huangfu Weiyu covered his neck.

stared at Lu Yu.

He wanted to talk.

But he couldn't say anything more.

The neck is cold, but it doesn't hurt at all.

He clutched his neck tightly.

It seemed that in this way, he would not have to die.

But it didn't work.

The warm liquid, as his heart beat one by one, still squirted irrepressibly from between his fingers.

He wanted to stand up.

He wanted to go home to his mother.

But he could no longer stand up.

He didn't have the slightest strength.

He's like a leaky ball.

The gap in his neck drained all his strength and his life force.

"I ...... Why should I mess with him?!!! ”

With his last strength, looking at Lu Yu, who was as indifferent as a demon god, Huangfu Weiyu let go of the hand covering his neck.

Blood spurted out completely.

Under the mercury pressure of the heart, it turned into a chaotic rain of blood.

He lowered his head, then collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing and twitching, and finally turned into a cold corpse.

"Bring back the body of your eldest young master, and by the way, give a message to your master."

Looking at the people of the Huangfu family who were like mourning and looking like ashes, Lu Yu said lightly.

"What...... What words? ”

A servant of the Huangfu family asked boldly.

"Murderer, Lu Yu."

Lu Yu squinted his eyes and spit out five words in a cold voice.

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