After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

It's 2 a.m.

A detached villa in the suburbs of the county town.

The wall was over two meters high. Xiao Lu took two steps back, pushed off with his feet, and climbed over the top of the wall without making a sound when he landed.

The security guard in the security room was scrolling through short videos without even looking up.

Xiao Lu hugged the wall and climbed up to the second floor in a few moments, following the drainpipe.

The second-floor window was open, and from inside came the arrogant laughter of the rich second-generation heir and the screams of women.

"Run? Go ahead and keep running! In this little corner of the world, I'm the boss! Hahahaha, come on, baby!"

Xiao Lu's teeth were grinding together, and blood was rushing to his head.

He slipped into the second-floor bathroom, pressed himself against the door, clenched his fist, and gradually gathered his inner strength into it.

He waited.

Wait for that beast to come in.

It didn't even take two minutes.

"Click".

The bathroom door was pushed open.

The rich kid, drunk and staggering, walked in, muttering to himself:

"Little beauty... run away... come on..."

He was unbuckling his belt, his eyes barely open, his mind filled with the woman from earlier, completely oblivious to the living person standing behind the door.

Xiao Lu pressed himself against the door, his heart pounding as if it would jump out of his throat.

This was his first time killing someone.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous; my palms were sweaty, and I didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

He watched as the rich kid swaggered to the toilet, took a deep breath, gathered all the internal energy in his dantian into his right fist, and punched him hard in the back of the head.

He used all his strength in that punch, intending to kill the man and avenge his girlfriend.

But to my utter surprise...

The rich kid stood by the toilet, unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and squatted down with a "plop".

It turns out he needed to defecate.

Xiao Lu's powerful punch grazed past the top of his head.

"Bang!"

It slammed solidly into the tiled wall behind it.

The tile shattered instantly, with fragments splattering everywhere.

The rich kid was already half-drunk, but the loud noise startled him so much that he shivered and even broke his bowels.

He looked up blankly and saw a strange man standing behind the door, his fist raised, and broken tiles scattered on the wall.

"Who...who are you?!"

The rich kid sobered up instantly, without wiping his butt or pulling up his pants, he rushed towards the door, naked, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Help! Help! Murder!"

Xiao Lu was also stunned.

He caught up with the rich kid in two steps, grabbed his arm, and twisted it hard.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

"ah--!!!"

The rich kid let out a scream that sounded inhuman, and collapsed to the ground in pain, tears and snot streaming down his face.

The screams were so loud that they alerted the bodyguards downstairs.

This bodyguard was a retired soldier specially hired by the rich kid's father, and he usually lived on the first floor.

Tonight, the rich kid brought a woman home to play, so he couldn't stay nearby and just played on his phone inside.

Hearing the screams from upstairs, he sprang up instantly, grabbed a police baton from the side, pulled on his pants, and rushed upstairs.

In the bathroom.

Looking at the rich second-generation who was lying on the ground crying and wailing, Xiao Lu's eyes were full of hatred. He raised his fist and was about to smash it on the top of his head.

The result came at this moment.

The rich kid's bare buttocks were facing him when he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach and, with a "plop," he immediately vomited a lot of diarrhea.

The smell instantly filled the entire bathroom.

"Holy shit!"

Xiao Lu's face turned green. He quickly took a step back, almost vomiting, and half of his murderous aura dissipated.

He truly hadn't expected this to happen.

The rich kid was still whimpering on the ground, his arm broken, his pants soiled with excrement, looking utterly pathetic.

Xiao Lu felt nauseous. His eyes swept over the sink and he saw a small pair of eyebrow scissors, about the size of two fingers, which he usually used to trim his eyebrows.

He grabbed the scissors.

Although the scissors are small, he now possesses internal strength.

Xiao Lu stared at the rich kid's head, then with a flick of his wrist, channeled all his inner strength into the scissors and threw them at the kid's temple.

The small scissors flew out like bullets, accompanied by a whooshing sound.

"Pfft."

It pierced straight through the skull and penetrated deep into the brain.

The rich kid's whimpering stopped abruptly. His eyes widened, he swayed, and then collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Great revenge.

Before Xiao Lu could even glance at the scene, he heard hurried footsteps and the bodyguard's shouts outside:

"Young Master! What's wrong, Young Master!"

His heart tightened, and he rushed to the bathroom door, reaching out to pull the doorknob.

The door was just opened a crack.

"Bang!"

The bodyguard outside kicked the door open.

Xiao Lu was knocked back a step by the door. When he looked up, he saw the bodyguard holding a baton, looking fierce, and about to smash it down on his head.

This bodyguard was a veteran; he reacted extremely quickly and was ruthless.

Xiao Lu didn't have time to dodge, so he could only raise his arm to block.

"Thump!"

The police baton struck his arm, making him wince in pain. It was only because he possessed internal strength that he did that; otherwise, an ordinary person's arm would have been broken.

He gritted his teeth, raised his leg, concentrated all his internal energy in his foot, and kicked the bodyguard in the stomach.

"Bang!"

The kick landed squarely on the bodyguard's stomach.

The bodyguard, a man weighing over 180 pounds, was kicked and sent flying two meters away.

With a "thud," he crashed into the corridor wall, his baton flying off his body. Clutching his stomach, he curled up on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, vomiting bile.

Just then, the women in the bedroom also heard the commotion and peeked out. They immediately saw the dead rich kid on the ground, along with blood and feces, and screamed.

"Ahhhhh!!! Someone's dead!"

"Call the police! Call the police!"

A man took out his phone and started dialing 110.

Xiao Lu came to his senses and realized he couldn't stay any longer.

He ignored the bodyguard, turned around and rushed into the bedroom. The woman inside was so frightened that she tried to hide everywhere, but he didn't even look at her and went straight to the window.

This is the second floor; it's neither particularly high nor low.

He channeled his inner strength to protect himself, then thrust his shoulder forward and crashed into the window.

"Snap!"

The glass shattered instantly.

Xiao Lu jumped directly from the second floor. When he landed, he rolled around to absorb the impact. Apart from two small cuts from the glass, he was completely unharmed.

He didn't dare linger, so he got up and ran towards the mountain behind him, choosing only the small paths and running very fast, the wind whistling in his ears.

He ran for more than half an hour until he reached the mountains. Once he was sure no one was chasing him, he leaned against a tree and gasped for breath.

My clothes were completely soaked with sweat, and my hands were still shaking.

I was nervous.

It was also the physical discomfort caused by killing someone for the first time.

But the heavy weight that had been pressing on his heart for half a year finally lifted.