Chapter 35: The Lu Family

How ruthless is Lu Yu? One slap is enough to tell. The sound of his slap was even louder and more shocking than Wang Tao’s.

Wang Tao, lying on the ground, howled, “Lu Yu, you dare!”

“Why wouldn’t I dare? If a squad leader dares to slap me, why shouldn’t I slap him back?”

Lu Yu sneered coldly and had already slapped Wang Jianming across the face.

Slap!

Lu Yu’s hand was even heavier. After one slap, half of Wang Jianming’s face swelled up. His health points dropped from 300 to just 98.

Once health points fall below 100, the recovery rate slows down.

Wang Jianming’s face swelled more and more, turning purple as if the skin were about to burst from the blood rushing in.

“Lu Yu, he’s a soldier. You can’t treat him like this,” Lin Ting stepped forward, trying to stop Lu Yu.

Lu Yu suddenly turned around, his eyes shooting out two chilling beams of coldness, staring at Lin Ting.

Lin Ting hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, and quietly stepped back.

Some couldn’t bear to watch anymore and murmured, “What kind of grudge could this be? He’s practically trying to kill him.”

“Lu Yu is going too far. It was just a small thing earlier, but he’s using such heavy hands, trying to take someone’s life.”

The crowd began murmuring, and their gazes at Lu Yu turned uneasy. But because of Lu Yu’s connection with the Star Spirit Stone, they only whispered among themselves and dared not intervene.

Lu Yu heard the murmurs and sneered coldly without bothering to explain.

Some things are better left understood internally.

“Lu Yu, I’m a soldier. You’re just a civilian—you can’t kill me,” Wang Jianming was scared. Truly scared.

More than a year ago, he had suffered excruciating pain at the hands of this beast and nearly died.

He thought that after that, everything would be over.

He dared to stand here and act arrogantly because of his father and because there were soldiers around. With all military personnel here, why should he fear an ordinary person?

But clearly, he was wrong.

Lu Yu really dared to do this—just like back then, even with police nearby, he had been beaten to the point of wanting to die.

After Lu Yu slapped Wang Jianming so hard that half his face swelled up, he bent his knee and smashed it into Wang Jianming’s lower abdomen.

A faint dull sound was followed by a piercing scream that echoed throughout the stadium.

Wang Jianming clutched the area between his legs and rolled on the ground in agony.

This blow brought Wang Jianming’s health points below 100. The shattered parts couldn’t regenerate, and the continuous pain nearly drove him mad.

“Dad, save me! Save me!” Wang Jianming cried out.

What good was being a soldier now? That title couldn’t save him.

But he still had his father. His father had always saved him before—this time would be no different.

“Lu Yu!” Wang Tao had already stood up; most of his bones had mostly healed.

“Lu Yu, are you trying to make my Wang family extinct?” Seeing his son’s pitiful state, his eyes turned red as he lunged toward Lu Yu.

“You made someone else’s family extinct, so I’ll do the same to yours,” Lu Yu sidestepped, grabbed Wang Tao’s arm, and with a heavy over-the-shoulder throw, slammed him onto the ground again.

Wang Tao spat out large mouthfuls of blood and fainted.

This time, Lu Yu didn’t kill Wang Tao, but that throw likely broke at least half his remaining bones.

With his health points now below 100, it would take him at least two days to recover.

“Wang Jianming, Master Wang,” Lu Yu looked at the unconscious Wang Tao, then turned to Wang Jianming still writhing on the ground, a faint smile on his face, “Now, no one can stop us. Let’s settle our old accounts. If we wait any longer, I might forget.”

A smile returned to Lu Yu’s face, but to the onlookers, it looked chillingly cruel.

Wang Jianming covered his crotch with one hand and stretched the other out, trying to crawl away.

Lu Yu lifted his foot and gently flipped Wang Jianming onto his back, then stepped on his chest, leaning down slightly to look at the soldier in uniform.

“I really can’t believe someone like you could still join the army!” Lu Yu tilted his head, smiling at Wang Jianming, “A year ago, when I beat you, you asked me for a reason, right? Back then, I didn’t want to say because I thought it would be best for you to know before you died. Now I’ll tell you. It’s because the father of the girl you attacked once saved me. Three years ago, I was seriously injured in this city, lying by the roadside with no one daring to approach. It was her father who carried me to the hospital and saved my life. After that girl jumped to her death, her father knew your family’s power was too great to hold you accountable. He died of a heart attack from anger and grief. Her mother came to me, begging me to seek justice for her daughter. I swore then that if I ever had the chance, I would kill you. Unfortunately, I still needed to live. All I could do was crush one of your testicles—and one of your father’s too. That was just the interest. Because when my time comes, I will definitely come kill you first.”

Lu Yu’s foot pressed down gradually, his smile turning bloodthirsty and icy.

“These past few days, I was still thinking about settling the score with you. I didn’t expect us to meet again by fate. Last time, I just happened to pass by your doorstep to take a look, and you, this idiot, came out. Today, I just wanted to come here to have a look, and I met you again.”

The onlookers saw Wang Jianming’s chest bones slowly collapsing and heard the sound of his ribs cracking inch by inch.

No one thought Lu Yu was cruel anymore.

From Lu Yu’s words, they understood the deep grudge between them.

They had once been ordinary people too, living in this city for years and hearing many stories about Wang Jianming.

A spoiled rich kid. A lawless person.

He suddenly became more restrained over a year ago, making many believe he had changed.

But it wasn’t a change—it was out of fear and pain.

Wang Jianming looked at his unconscious father and shifted his gaze to others. These people had just been criticizing Lu Yu, and if he looked pitiful enough, surely they would help him.

But what Wang Jianming saw was contempt, disdain, and scorn…

No one was criticizing Lu Yu anymore—they thought Wang Jianming deserved to die.

“I heard something about the incident from a year ago from a friend in the system. But someone with great influence managed to cover it up. No one knew the bastard’s name—it was you!” A man spat at Wang Jianming with deep contempt, “Do you know what’s most despised in prison? It’s rapists like you. You deserve to die.”

“Lu Yu, I was wrong earlier. Knowing gratitude and repaying kindness—that’s what a real man does,” someone shouted from the crowd, giving Lu Yu a thumbs-up.

Everyone stepped back, creating more space, as if being splattered with blood from such a person would be filthy.

Lu Yu pressed harder with his foot, making it increasingly difficult for Wang Jianming to breathe.

“Brother Lu, Master Lu, please, spare me. I was wrong—I truly know I was wrong,” Wang Jianming grabbed Lu Yu’s leg with both hands, trying to push him off.

But the gap between him and Lu Yu was too wide. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Yu’s foot pressed deeper and deeper into his chest.

“Wrong?” Lu Yu chuckled lightly, “It’s good to admit it. But you should apologize in front of that girl and her father. You have nothing to do with me—I just wanted to repay a debt of gratitude.”

Lu Yu had said everything he needed to. Now it was time to end things.

At that moment, the crowd stirred.

At the back of the crowd, Liu Heng, the dignified middle-aged man, walked in.

This time, at least ten bodyguards and soldiers accompanied him.

Wang Jianming’s screams had disturbed the entire camp, and normally Liu Heng wouldn’t have come.

But recently, the camp had become lively with more people.

How could a serious incident happen at such a time?

Liu Heng’s expression was grim.

As he entered the crowd, he happened to see Lu Yu.

And the man on the ground was still wearing a military uniform, which darkened his expression further.

Yesterday, he needed Lu Yu’s help. But today, he no longer did—especially not at this time. Lu Yu’s actions were tantamount to defying the law.

“Lu Yu, stop!” Liu Heng’s voice was full of authority, his presence imposing.

Like a thunderclap echoing over the stadium, it rang in many people’s ears.

“Crack!”

Wang Jianming’s chest collapsed entirely. Blood and broken tissue poured from his nose and mouth, along with fragments of internal organs.

“Lu Yu!” Liu Heng’s face darkened.

The camp was now under military control; there should be order here.

In the past, his words were law, and no one dared to defy him. Now, someone had ignored his command, which severely wounded his dignity.

“Fine, are you going to arrest me?” Lu Yu stood up, laughing, “If I dared to kill someone here, I wasn’t afraid. If you have the guts, come and get me. If you can’t kill me, we’ll see who wins in the end.”

“Lu Yu,” Lin Ting was startled as she listened from the side.

She didn’t mind Lu Yu killing someone—she knew this man deserved it.

But now Lu Yu was not opposing just one person; he was challenging the leader of the camp’s most powerful force.

If a thousand soldiers were to arrest Lu Yu for murdering a soldier, he wouldn’t escape.

“Clap, clap…” From the back of the crowd came crisp clapping sounds.

People turned to look. A young man in his twenties, wearing sportswear, clapped as he walked in, saying, “I never thought my cousin really hasn’t changed at all. Wherever you go, you can stir up a storm.”

The young man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a well-built frame and long limbs. His fair, handsome face showed freshness and vigor, his short hair recently cut. He bore a slight resemblance to Lu Yu in facial features. Though his face carried a smile, it was tinged with an undeniable coldness.

Behind the young man, two towering men, nearly two meters tall, stood like guardian deities on either side. Their arms were as thick as an average person’s thighs.

“Lu Xing, did you just call him cousin?” Liu Heng was slightly surprised upon hearing the young man address Lu Yu.

“Cousin,” the young man looked at Lu Yu, his expression showing disdain for the term, “If we didn’t share blood, why would I call him cousin? I really wish we had no blood relation at all!”

“Hmph, so it’s Lu Xing,” Lu Yu kicked the corpse under his foot several meters away, “So you’re still bringing two guardian deities wherever you go. Since you call me cousin, come here and let your cousin hug you. We haven’t seen each other in four years. Your skin seems even fairer now. I slapped you for half a year for nothing—I’m sorry I didn’t ruin your looks.”

“Uh!” Liu Heng could sense the sarcasm in Lu Yu’s words and the contempt in Lu Xing’s tone.

These two brothers seemed to have a feud.

He had always felt he had seen Lu Yu somewhere before. Now it was clear—he was right.

If Lu Yu was indeed a member of the Lu family, that would be quite troublesome.