Chapter 3: Runaway Fists

In the Lu family's mountaintop mansion, there is a practice room of about 300 square meters that belongs to Lu Xuan, which is a special birthday gift given to him by his mother Li Min when he was five years old.

For Lu Xuan, only by entering this world that belongs to him can he train his body in various cruel ways without scruples.

From five to seven years old, in two years, Lu Xuan's body became stronger and stronger, and the training content continued to upgrade.

The initial kicking stake quickly turned into a kicking iron pile, and with the first layer of "Taiyi True Qi" in the body, a heavy kick can easily distort and deform the hard iron pile, and if such a terrifying heavy kick falls on the person's body, the consequences are unimaginable.

Kicking and punching are the two most basic ways of attacking, and they are also the moves that can best reflect strength, Lu Xuan frantically hits dozens of sandbags hanging on the ceiling of the practice room every day, and I don't know how many sandbags he has burst in two years.

The power of Lu Xuan's punches continues to increase, and the filling inside the sandbag has gradually changed and upgraded due to Lu Xuan's growth, from soybeans to sand, then to iron sand, and now it is steel grit that cannot be pinched.

Weight-bearing running has always been a training method that Lu Xuan is more interested in, he enjoys the feeling of the body under extreme pressure, moving quickly, breaking through and breaking through the physical limit, 300 laps of indoor weight-bearing running every day, from the beginning of the fifteen-kilogram bicycle to a seventy-kilogram ordinary motorcycle, and then to a one-hundred-twenty-kilogram heavy motorcycle.

The simple change of numbers on the surface represents Lu Xuan's body transcending the limit again and again.

While Lu Xuan was sweating like rain in the practice room, the walls made of special alloys on the four sides of the practice room also left countless footprints of different shades, if someone who didn't know the situation entered this practice room, they would definitely think that this was a dangerous area that had been destroyed by monsters.

"One thousand and fifty, one thousand and fifty-one......" Lu Xuan was doing his usual one-finger push-ups with ease.

He did push-ups every day from the first two hands to one hand, three months later with two fingers instead of one hand, and then after two months to change to one finger, starting with the thumb, ten fingers after another.

Now he is relying on the bend of one index finger to support his sturdy body up and down, thousands of push-ups every day can be easily completed in the transition of ten fingers.

Suddenly, there was a heavy smacking sound outside the door.

Lu Xuan frowned slightly, in the past two years, this is the second time that someone has knocked on the door when he is practicing, and the family knows that Lu Xuan does not like to be disturbed when he is practicing, except for emergencies, Li Min generally forbids anyone to disturb him.

The last time was a year ago, Lu Xuan's grandfather Li Hu passed by S City and wanted to take advantage of the only hour to meet his precious grandson.

He asked someone to bring a message, saying that he had prepared a big gift for Lu Xuan, a G107 improved private jet.

Lu Xuan shook his head directly, turned around without saying a word, closed the door of the practice room and continued to practice.

Because when his mother Li Min occasionally mentioned his grandfather to Lu Xuan, her eyes would be filled with tears. Lu Xuan's instinctive reflection was that the bad old man who made his mother cry was definitely not a good thing.

The sound of snorting was a little urgent.

Lu Xuan swept the face on the display screen next to the door, it was Uncle Zhang, the old housekeeper with a smile.

Lu Xuan raised his hand and pressed the green button on the side of the display screen, and the thick electric door immediately shrank to both sides, and the door of the practice room opened.

Behind the smiling Uncle Zhang stood twelve murderous tall black-clothed men, all of whom wore black hoods that only exposed their eyes and noses, and the latest S-AK470 submachine guns in their hands.

"Three days later it was Christmas. The old butler Uncle Zhang's smile suddenly had an indescribable gloom.

"Hmm. Lu Xuan looked at all this and behaved calmly.

"The young master and his wife are not at home as usual, and I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Uncle Zhang, who usually reacts late, is not a little old, but there are some vicissitudes in his eyes, he has been at the Lu family for six years, it is indeed a long wait, and the group of black-clothed masked people behind him do not seem to have waited for this concept, and they have begun to move one by one.

"Uncle Ma, what about them?" Smelling the smell of blood on this group of black-clothed guests, Lu Xuan suddenly thought of something.

"The 'Shadow Team' responsible for the security of the Lu Mansion has all been cleared by us. Uncle Zhang said gloomily.

The "Shadow Team" is a special force responsible for the security of the Lu family, the Lu family, as the second largest arms dealer in Asia, is doing the business of licking blood from the knife edge, so it is natural to attach great importance to their own safety, "Shadow Team" is the "special security force" of the Lu Mansion built by Lu Tianming with a lot of money, and the twenty-six members of the "Shadow Team" are the elite of one in ten thousand, including retired special forces on the bloody battlefield, the world's top 100 super killers, and the special police who have investigated countless cases, as well as the top martial artists who have been refined into steel.

The "Uncle Ma" that Lu Xuan said is the top martial artist of the 'Shadow Team', and Lu Xuan, who is better than the blue, has many methods of training his body from him.

Lu Xuan's gaze quickly swept over the twelve black-clothed masked men behind Zhang Bo, although these twelve people were wrapped in the smell of blood and death, they did not have a drop of blood, and judging from the condition of the guns they carried in their hands, they should not have used firearms in an hour.

In other words, the twelve black-clad masked men quickly took out the extremely powerful 'Shadow Team' without firing a shot, and each of them had terrifying stunts.

Such a strong opponent! Lu Xuan had a trace of expectation in his heart, and he hadn't really fought anyone for seven years.

"Do you want to kill me?" Lu Xuan's tone was so calm that the people in black couldn't believe that this little young master who was favored by the Lu family put life and death out of the way like this?

"Little Master, you are outside, I just want to ask you to move to another place, and then after we negotiate with the young master and wife, we get what we want, and we will naturally let you go home. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a ticket kidnapping!" Lu Xuan was angry and funny, the ticket was kidnapped, who dared to beat him in his previous life, he had to hide far away when he saw him, and now someone has come to kidnap him, which is a very new thing.

"Little master, you are so smart. ”

"I'm not going. ”

"I can't help you. Zhang Bo made a gesture, and the black-clothed masked people raised their black muzzles one after another, and they all aimed at Lu Xuan.

"To bully more and to bully less?" Lu Xuan glared angrily, he was obsessed with practicing martial arts in his last life, and he was also very persistent in martial arts, he was very disdainful of bullying more and less, and when he encountered the scene of bullying more and less, he was the most ruthless.

"Number 6, you restrain this kid. "Uncle Zhang" seems to want Lu Xuan to be obedient and obedient, after all, everyone will have to "get along" for a long time after that.

The tallest man among the black-clothed bandits separated everyone and stood up, more than two meters tall, with a tower-like burly body, No. 6 stood in front of Lu Xuan, who looked a little thin, like a huge wall.

"Smack!" Macho No. 6 shook the submachine gun in his hand away, and said with a cruel smile, "Boy, we're one-on-one." ”

There was a slight approving look in Lu Xuan's eyes, and his body lightning retreated.

At the same time, among the black-clothed bandits, the thinnest man, whose eyes were as sharp as a vulture, suddenly issued a warning, "This child is not simple, be careful." ”

"Seven-year-old child, no matter how simple and ...... it is," No. 6 was halfway through his words, when he suddenly saw a big black shadow whistling towards him.

The black-clothed bandits around him could barely believe their eyes, and the thin Lu Xuan easily picked up a heavy motorcycle of more than 100 kilograms and threw it towards No. 6.

The motorcycle spun in the air as it made a large black flywheel, rubbing violently against the air and making a piercing whistling sound, the sound of death.

The black-clothed bandits opened their eyes wide, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts

"Such a thin body, such strong arm strength, it's terrifying. ”

"Is he really a child? monster!"

"It feels like he's throwing an egg, which I might not have had five years ago. ”

"Little 6, get out of the way!" the short, hawk-eyed man who was the first to warn roared vigorously.

"It's fine. The tower-like No. 6 roared, and his two thick and long arms stretched forward, and his hands like iron tongs reached forward, and he caught the roaring heavy motorcycle, although he took three steps back with the car held high.

is worthy of the power type No. 6, and if it weren't for the fact that the other party was a seven-year-old child, the black-clothed bandits would almost couldn't help but cheer for No. 6.

But they all rejoiced too soon.

At the moment when No. 6 caught the heavy motorcycle and retreated, the expressionless little Lu Xuan sprinted forward, and at an incredibly fast speed, he instantly forced in front of No. 6.

A heavy punch in his right hand smashed into No. 6's face like lightning, shocking blood splashed everywhere, and No. 6's six skulls were smashed to pieces by Lu Xuan's heavy punch, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with a heavy blow along with the motorcycle clamped in his hand.

For a moment, the whole world was as dead silent.

Lu Xuan had a very wonderful feeling in his heart, that is, excitement and regret, what he was excited about was the first time to use his strength to knock down others, but unfortunately his strength was not well controlled, and he couldn't imagine that he would kill the "fragile" opponent with one punch, and he was not a murderer.

Lu Xuan didn't know that this "fragile" opponent was a super soldier built by the "nameless" organization for more than 20 years and at a cost of more than one million dollars.

The eyes of all the black-clothed bandits turned red almost instantly, and blood seemed to be about to drip out of their eyes.

The flames of revenge of the black-clothed bandits are blazing.

"Wait a minute, everyone......" "Uncle Zhang" wanted to stop something, but was pushed away by the short, black-clad bandit with eagle eyes, and he made a "shoot and kill" gesture.

No. 6 underestimates the enemy, and they will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

Eleven S-AK470 submachine guns were aimed at Lu Xuan again, and the next second, a rainstorm of bullets would hit Lu Xuan, and the eagle-eyed short black-clothed bandit was convinced that no one could withstand such an attack.

It's a pity that they are facing the legendary "God of Martial Arts" Lu Xuan.

"There's no way, I can only use 'One Hand Breaking the Sky' again, just this time. ”