There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

Thunder is the thing that brings Yang to heaven and earth. When thunder comes out, it rectifies the energy of heaven and earth and sweeps away all evils.

The ghost elixir originates from the body of ghosts and is a gathering of evil spirits and evil thoughts. When Lu Hu swallowed the ghost elixir and was about to be completely swallowed by the negative emotions in it, he was shocked by the thunder from the sky and his mind suddenly became clearer.

Pulled him back from the edge of the cliff.

At this time, Lu Hu's eyes seemed to be covered by a thin black cloth, and he could only barely see the outside world.

The desire to kill in his heart was slightly relieved, and he did not dare to take action against the approaching police. In order to prevent himself from losing control, he turned around and returned to the death arena.

On the way, Lu Hu felt a sense of emotion in his heart. He really had a fate with Lei Ting.

Speaking of which, this thunder saved his life three times in total.

The first time was when he was hit by a secret medicine and couldn't move. Under the agitation of thunder, his mental power increased. Fortunately, he opened his eyes and resumed action.

The second time was after being captured, listening to thunder in the prison, realizing the sound of tiger and leopard thunder, quickly recovering his physical strength, and replenishing enough physical strength for him to rush to the execution ground later.

The third time was now, pulling Lu Hu back from the edge of losing control.

"This is really amazing. Is it pure luck? I shouldn't die, or is there something in it?"

Lu Hu couldn't think of any reason and went all the way back to the death arena.

In the blood and mud on the ground, I found the skinny Manager Jin.

After he got closer, he heard a faint heartbeat coming from Manager Jin's chest.

He bent down and took out his sword finger, pointed it at the heart of Manager Jin, and then fired with great force.

Hua Jin allows Lu Hu to control his own strength to a level as fine as a hair. Others can directly shatter Manager Jin's heart with this move, but under Lu Hu's control, three strands of strength as thick as a hair are emitted. A sudden stimulation to his heart.

"Ah~!"

Manager Jin's upper body suddenly twitched and stood up from the ground. He screamed, and then he coughed up thick brown bloody phlegm.

At this time, his whole body was extremely weak, and even his coughing was not strong enough. Only a small amount of bloody phlegm was coughed out of his lips and stuck to his chin. Most of the bloody phlegm was stuck in his throat and he could not cough it out. His throat made a loud noise. The sound of breathlessness.

Lu Hu slapped him on the back, "Pfft!"

After finally spitting out a large mouthful of thick bloody phlegm, Manager Jin gasped in relief.

After taking a breath, he saw Lu Hu standing in front of him, who was covered in green and black, with eyes that were so red that they turned black, like a ghost.

He had just woken up from a coma, and he couldn't react for a while. His body was so stressed that he had to stand up and defend himself.

But as soon as he moved, he felt that his originally strong body was like a shabby thatched house that was leaking everywhere. As soon as his arms were on the ground and his body was three inches off the ground, it became as soft as noodles. On the contrary, It brought him a sharp pain as if it was scraping his bones and breaking his intestines.

"Fortunately, fortunately, my mighty palm is not in vain!"

Lu Hu's voice was extremely thick at this time, trying his best to suppress the violent emotions raging in his heart like a tornado.

After hearing this, Manager Jin finally came to his senses.

"It's you, Brother Lu!" Manager Jin wanted to turn his head, but he was still unable to do so. He could only turn his eyes left and right and did not see the figure of Young Master Luochen.

"Did we win?"

Lu Hu was silent for a moment, and then smiled ferociously, "Yes, we won! That man was just as you said, he was a loser. He gave up at the end of the battle and ran away!"

"Haha. Cough cough cough. Okay! Let's do it now"

"Shh!"

Lu Hu stopped Manager Jin, "Stop talking nonsense now. Where is my mighty palm?"

Unlike himself, Manager Jin had magical powers to save his life. In his current situation, Lu Hu didn't know whether he could survive. Instead of dying after just a few words, he had better seize the time to get down to business.

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. Go to my room. It's in the back. Take me there and I'll show you the way!"

Lu Hu grabbed Manager Jin with a big hand, put it under his left arm, and strode towards the back of the death arena.

After Manager Jin touched Lu Hu's skin, he felt that Lu Hu's body was like thousands of years of ice, hissing cold air, and there was a tingling pain in the place where it came in contact with him.

Moreover, Lu Hu's arrogant and brutal use of his arms to clamp himself made his whole body hurt terribly. There were countless steel bruises all over his body, crushing his bones.

But Manager Jin remained silent and occasionally gave Lu Hu directions.

Soon Lu Hu kicked open the door of a large courtyard and entered the side study.

The study room is very elegantly decorated and has a strong aroma of books.

There are several exquisite calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, all of which are works by famous artists, with extraordinary handiwork!

On the bookshelves, there are various ancient books placed in exquisite sandalwood boxes.

The pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged on the desk, and there are several freshly written manuscripts placed next to them.

Manager Jin moved his fingers, "Third row, second floor!"

Lu Hu took out the wooden box and took out the book.

Opening the book, you can see that except for the cover, there are not pages inside, but banknotes.

A thin stack of banknotes!

"The total here is three thousand five hundred taels, which is part of my gratitude to you!"

In addition to the locked-up Deathmatch slaves, the only living person in the current Deathmatch Arena is Manager Jin.

Although three thousand five hundred taels is a huge sum of money, it is still not comparable to the overall income of the Anyang Mansion Death Arena.

"Where is the bank?" Lu Hu asked directly.

"I need three keys, but they don't carry the keys with me, so it can't be opened!"

"The system of the Senluo Society is really perfect!" After Lu Hu put the banknote book in his arms, Manager Jin pointed to a corner of the desk.

"Cut three inches!"

Lu Hu obeyed his words, and with a wave of his knife, he cut off three inches of the corner of the table, revealing an iron ring inside.

Without waiting for Manager Jin to say anything else, Lu Hu pulled the ring out.

"Kakaka!"

There was a sound of amplification under the feet, and the floor under the desk suddenly dropped, and it pulled back, revealing a dark hole.

Lu Hu pushed the desk, and the desk deflected with the legs that cut off a corner, and then he jumped down with Manager Jin.

The bottom was not very deep. After falling six feet, Lu Hu landed. At the same time, his left arm shook to neutralize the force of the shock and prevent Manager Jin from being shocked to death.

"There is a secret room at the end!" Manager Jin said weakly.

Lu Hu walked forward and soon came to a spacious room. Although the place was dark, both of them could see at night.

There was only a wooden shelf embedded in the wall, with a porcelain vase and a brick-thick book on it.

Lu Hu was the first to pick up the book and look at it. Sure enough, it was the mighty palm he wanted.

The first three palms in it only take up a dozen pages, and the subsequent content is actually full of powerful cultivation methods.