Lu Tu certainly wouldn't let his brothers down, especially since this was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury in a long time.
If we don't make an example of them, won't we become a laughing stock?
If you're going to do it, do it thoroughly!
Lu Tu looked at the three people in front of him: "Tell me, how many of your companions have not yet been found?"
"Kill me if you want, stop with the nonsense!"
"Hmm?" Lu Tu was a little puzzled. Were these three really so tough?
The dagger that had stabbed him was still at Lü Tu's feet. He hooked the dagger's handle with his toe, kicked it upwards, and it appeared in his hand.
Upon seeing his display of skill, the three refugees' pupils contracted, and the words "master of the knife" popped into their minds.
If it were an ordinary person, they might be killed quickly, but a skilled knife user would make them suffer an extremely painful death.
Lu Tu said to Nie Yun and the others, "Watch carefully, I'll only teach you this once! If you want your opponent to suffer a slow and painful death, stick your weapon here!"
Holding a dagger, he kicked one of the men to the ground and plunged the dagger directly into the man's spleen. The burly man's screams echoed throughout the entire world.
Lu Tu spat disdainfully and said, "Don't you like to act tough? You can't even handle this?"
Then he looked at Nie Yun and the others and asked, "Did you see that clearly? This place is called the spleen!"
The crowd nodded in confusion, watching the man in Lu Tu's hands, like a lamb to the slaughter.
Liu Hu asked Liu Yang in a low voice, "Brother, what is Brother Lü doing?"
Liu Yang's expression was also very puzzled: "It seems like he's teaching us something. Why are you so concerned? Brother Lü is very knowledgeable. We'll just follow what he teaches!"
Seeing their companion's heart-wrenching cries, the other two troublemakers trembled uncontrollably, their previous stubbornness completely gone.
“If you puncture the spleen, it will be extremely painful. And then there’s this area.” Lu Tu pointed to the burly man’s crotch.
Liu Yang spoke first: "We know about the groin area, but if we want to kill someone with one blow, where should we stab them?"
Lu Tu pulled out the dagger and plunged it into the strong man's heart with lightning speed. The strong man only let out a soft "ah" before he was completely lifeless.
"This location is called the heart, which is the place corresponding to the pulse."
Everyone present was shocked! Where had they ever seen this kind of knowledge before? They only knew a chaotic flurry of sword techniques when it came to killing, and even those who were slightly more knowledgeable, like Sun Kuang and Sun Meng, only knew how to slit their own throats.
But slitting one's throat is definitely not as quick as the part of the body that Lü Tu just demonstrated. At this moment, both the villagers and the military slaves felt a deep sense of awe and worship towards Lü Tu.
So much knowledge is involved in murder!
The remaining two burly men were trembling like leaves, their trousers damp, hot, and smelly.
Even if they did many inhumane things along the way, they were nothing compared to Lu Tu. This guy actually used their lives to teach them how to kill on the spot. How terrifying must a person be to have such rich experience?
They knelt on the ground with a thud and begged, "Sir, please don't kill us! There are two of our companions left over there!"
Following the direction he pointed, two figures suddenly jumped up from among the crouching refugees: "Fuck you, you actually betrayed us!" After saying this, the two immediately took off running into the distance.
Nie Yun and Liu Yang had been waiting for a long time, so they mounted their horses and went after them.
Lu Tu didn't even glance at the two people in front of him, and asked Sun Kuang and Sun Meng, "Did you see clearly?"
"Now that you've seen it clearly, brother, why don't you let us demonstrate?"
Lu Tu waved his hand dismissively. These troublemaking vagrants had harmed countless people along the way with this trick, and now they dared to use it on him. If these people were allowed to live, what prestige would he have left?
Chai Yong and the others rushed forward and pinned the two troublemakers to the ground, each trying to stab them.
"Let me prick your spleen and see if it hurts that much."
"Forget it, let's just give them a quick death and stab them in the heart!"
The two were killed in excruciating pain, while the honest refugees crouching nearby were utterly terrified!
They had seen people torture others, but they had never seen anyone teach others how to torture others. They only felt that compared to Lü Tu, the strong man and the others were as kind as innocent young girls.
Before long, Nie Yun and Liu Yang dragged the two escaped men back and killed them in front of all the refugees. They then casually threw the bodies into the woods, where they would be devoured by wolves that night.
Lu Tu looked at the refugees: "Does anyone else want to rebel?"
The refugees immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly and shouting, "Sir, we dare not! Scarface and his gang threatened us! If we don't go, they will kill us!"
"Yes, sir, we are all law-abiding citizens. We came from Dragon City and haven't killed a single person."
"Please, sir, spare our lives and let us leave. We promise we will never set foot here again!"
Lu Tu shook his head: "Where can you go?"
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill. It seemed that this ruthless border army leader might really kill them. But they had no chance to resist. Although the enemy was outnumbered, they were all armed.
Lu Tu then asked, "Is any of you literate?"
The refugees trembled and dared not speak. After a moment, one of them raised his hand shakily: "Reporting to Your Excellency, I once passed the imperial examination at the county level in my hometown."
Lu Tu immediately became interested: "Oh? What's your name? How did you end up among the refugees?"
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