Poor Flash Ability? I Backhand A Light-Speed Kick

"You passed the trial, why don't you go home?"

"Where have you been these days?"

"Do you know that I'm worried about you? You don't answer the phone when I call you. I can't find you when I look for you. What do you want from me?"

Lu Zeming looked at the strange son in front of him with a lazy look.

It was as if nothing mattered to him, nor would he care.

The whole world seems unimportant.

He searched for his son for several days but could not find any information about him.

I called, but no one answered. Later, I simply couldn't get through.

Lu Zeming was panicked. From the beginning, he inquired about his son's situation. It was his wife who made the decision to enter the trial. It was a done deal and it was impossible to change it. As soon as his son came out, he immediately gave up his job. Come find your son.

Check to see if his son is injured or okay. He has to see it with his own eyes before he can feel relieved.

Who knew that my son, who would not hang up on his phone before, would hang up this time.

These days, he has been living on tenterhooks.

Search like crazy to find him.

Finally, I finally saw him and had the scene just now.

Lu Zeming was very angry. This son made him worry too much.

He has been busy with work and rarely takes care of his family. He spends most of his time making money.

He is not very clear about many things at home.

As for Lu Yuanjun, a son who can't explain anything, he doesn't know what he's thinking.

For this son, Lu Zeming had to worry a lot and wipe his ass.

Compared with the eldest son, the younger son makes people worry less, and he does not need to come forward for anything.

He can handle anything by himself.

Lu Yuanjun looked at the father in front of him, the nominal father of this body, a not very competent father.

At least in Lu Yuanjun's opinion, his father was unqualified.

A large part of the original owner died on him.

For him, Mr. Lu Yuan will not fear him, fear him, or even respect him like the original owner.

He is not the original owner, nor is he his son, so there is no need to worry too much.

Don’t think too much.

Now, his strength is online and he has the ability to protect himself, so he doesn't need his protection.

Although, he had never protected Mr. Lu Yuan before.

Everything depends on oneself.

Difficult days have been experienced by oneself.

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

"Lu Yuanjun, can you tell me something? I'm very disappointed with you."

"You are my son and I am your father. I want to care about you and take care of you. I am very tired."

"I even stopped working for you, what else do you want from me?"

Lu Zeming was very helpless. It was very difficult for him to deal with his son.

No matter what I say, I can't communicate.

He kept everything in his heart.

He is really tired.

Dealing with the conflict between his son and his wife had already taken him too much time.

Mr. Lu Yuan slowly raised his head: "I don't need you to do anything, and I don't need you to say anything. Now you don't need to look for me, just pretend that you don't have me as your son."

"Can't you, a family of three, live your own lives?"

"You came to me just for that subsidy."

Lu Zeming raised his hand and wanted to make a move.

Lu Yuanjun's eyes were cold.

At that moment, the powerful momentum blasted away.

"boom."

Lu Zeming's body flew three meters away.

Falling to the ground, Lu Yuanjun did not show any murderous intent, otherwise, he would not be as simple as flying out.

Lu Zeming stared at Lu Yuanjun in horror. He knew very well what kind of strength his son had.

In a trial, he actually...

"Your strength?"

He stood up and stared at Mr. Lu Yuan in horror.

His face was full of disbelief.

Mr. Lu Yuan said calmly: "I don't like others to hit me, not even you."

"Next time, I won't mind killing you."

At this moment, murderous intent broke out.

He brought with him the anger of the original owner.

They exploded at Lu Zeming together.

At this moment, Lu Zeming was shaking like duckweed in the wind, worried.

His mind trembled, and his body trembled.

The terrifying aura, that terrifying murderous aura, I don’t know how many people have been killed before I have such murderous aura.

He couldn't understand what his son had experienced in the trial. In just one month, he had changed too much.

Lu Zeming no longer recognizes his son.

strangeness.

Very strange.

It's like being a stranger.

That look was like looking at a dead person.

He didn't dare to do anything again.

He discovered that his son was no longer the son he had been before.

He is weak, and it seems that he is no longer afraid of himself.

Those methods are useless.

"How could you do this to me? I'm your father."

Mr. Lu Yuan put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "So what?"

You are the original owner's father, not mine.

Your methods may be useful to the original owner, but I'm sorry, they are useless to him.

Mr. Lu Yuan will not be affected by the original owner. When his spirit reaches a certain level, he will never be affected again.

He is who he is, a new him.

Mr. Luyuan is also a brand new Mr. Luyuan.

It’s okay not to have those rubbish relationships with the original owner.

He is not the original owner, he will be soft-hearted, and he will be kidnapped.

He doesn't accept this.

"Anyone who wants to attack me will be named my enemy."

He took out his right hand and pointed at Lu Zeming.

His fingertips condensed light.

"I will always kill my enemies without mercy."

The laser light passed through the edge of his ear.

Just barely, shot through his head.

Lu Zeming didn't dare to move.

Don't dare to move at all.

That light was so fast.

If he dared to move, he felt he would die.

Will really be killed.

The son in front of him really planned to kill him.

He's not kidding.

At this moment, Lu Zeming realized that his son had changed.

So unfamiliar.

"Would you like to give it a try?"

The taste of death passes by.

Lu Zeming did not dare to challenge Mr. Lu Yuan's bottom line.

Provoke him and he can do anything.

This is him, Mr. Lu Yuan.

People who have experienced death.

Lu Zeming raised his head and stared at his son in front of him.

That face was very familiar, yet strange.

His eyes were full of laziness and teasing.

If you look carefully, there is a hint of indifference deep down.

It was as if he was not his relative, but a strange enemy.

"Why."

Lu Zeming sighed.

"Do you have to do this?"

He is, after all, his father.

What Lu Yuanjun did was nothing more than...

Their relationship is impossible to break.

The blood is connected and can't be pulled apart.

"What do you want?"

Mr. Lu Yuan took the trouble to say: "I don't want to get involved in your shit, and I don't want to take care of it. As long as you don't provoke me or come to trouble me, I can pretend that I don't see it."

"I don't want to have anything to do with you. As I said at the beginning, there is no relationship between us."

"From now on, you take your single-plank bridge and I take my Yangguan Road."