Lu Bu’s Life Simulator

Yang Wenyue's due date has arrived. In Hanting Hospital, the most authoritative doctors in this area under Hanting have already taken their positions. Lu Bu also temporarily moved his office here, and Wan Ruonan also accompanied Yang Wenyue.

"Uncle, have you decided on your little sister's name?" Wan Shengnan looked at Lu Bu curiously. . .

"Well, it's called Lu Wen." Lu Bu smiled, Lingqi used this name before, and before she knew it, more than forty years had passed, and her life was only halfway through, so the name was somewhat nostalgic. .

"Wenwen?" Wan Shengnan supported Yang Wenyue, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her.

"That's a good baby name." Lu Bu nodded and looked at Yang Wenyue. Yang Wenyue smiled softly and was about to say something when she suddenly frowned.

"Go and call the doctors and nurses!" Naturally, Lu Bu sensed that something was wrong with his wife, so he picked her up and walked towards the delivery room.

Wan Shengnan quickly recruited him.

Yang Wenyue was calm because she had already had a childbirth experience, but Wan Shengnan, who was seeing this kind of scene for the first time, was a little anxious.

This production did not last too long, and after an hour, it was successfully delivered.

"Mother and daughter are safe."

"Well, even though she is a girl, I hope she can be more effective than her two older brothers." Lu Shuxian glanced at the two grandsons with some resentment.

Lu Wengan laughed without any embarrassment. Lu Wenkun acted like he had nothing to do with himself, which made Lu Shuxian resentful. He glared at Lu Bu and said, "It's the same as when you were a child!"

Lu Bu pretended not to hear.

In the next few days, the Lu family was very lively.

It can be seen that Lu Bu likes this daughter very much and hugs her almost every day. As for Lu Shuxian's idea of ​​cultivating heirs, Lu Bu said that it is good for the children to be happy.

After several lifetimes, Lu Bu is very open-minded in this regard, but also because of this, both Lu Wengan and Lu Wenkun are actually quite good in their respective fields.

"Father, Uncle Wan wants to invite you to the Mid-Autumn Festival." Lu Wengan came over and asked while teasing his daughter.

"Want to go?" Lu Bu glanced at him and asked.

"Well, every martial arts school will come to perform on stage, it's very lively." Lu Wengan nodded fiercely.

Lu Bu thought for a while and said, "Alright, since your mother gave birth to Wenwen, she hasn't gone out for a walk for a long time. Let's go as a family."

Nowadays, San Francisco has both Western Christmas and various Eastern festivals. In fact, for the new generation of young people, whether it is Christmas, Spring Festival, or Mid-Autumn Festival, the meaning behind it is not important. What is important is that they can To join in the fun, many white people also like to join in the fun during these festivals, especially various festival specialties from China, dumplings and moon cakes are also liked by many young white people in San Francisco.

Wan Zonghua presided over the Mid-Autumn Festival. The main purpose was to promote Chinese martial arts. On that day, not only a large number of Chinese, but also many white people crowded over to watch the excitement.

"Husband, these martial arts are very good?" Yang Wenyue didn't know much about them, but she knew more or less the health-preserving boxing techniques she played with Lu Bu on weekdays.

"These are tricks, mainly for show, not for actual combat. There will be a fight in a while, and that's the real thing." Before Lu Bu could speak, Lu Wengan, who was on the side, had already explained.

Since he was a child, he has learned martial arts from a variety of schools, and Wan Zonghua and others are not secretive, they will teach him if they know it. In terms of martial arts knowledge, Lu Wengan is indeed not bad.

Yang Wenyue nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She is more interested in Wan Ruonan's dance than the performances in every martial arts gym.

Several martial arts masters came to visit Lu Bu one by one. Lu Bu has a high reputation among the Chinese in San Francisco and even the entire United States. Many martial arts are backed by the Shengting Group, so they naturally respect Lu Bu. The lively Mid-Autumn Festival will be held until night. There will be martial arts sparring, Lu Wengan watched with relish, but Yang Wenyue was a little sleepy.

"Wen Yue, if you're sleepy, go back." Lu Bu said with a smile, these things are actually not very attractive to a lady like Wen Yue.

"Don't, dad, I'm going to go up soon!" Lu Wengan hurriedly stopped Lu Bu.

"Is that why you called your father here?" Lu Shuxian glared at his grandson and said.

"Hey~" Lu Shuxian scratched his head in embarrassment, looking at his mother expectantly.

"Husband, I'm not tired, and I just want to see how Wen Qian is doing." Yang Wenyue shook her head and said softly.

"Come on, lean against me and take a nap. I'll call you when Wen Qian comes on stage." Lu Bu took off his overcoat and put it on for Yang Wenyue.

"Um."

Yang Wenyue nodded, leaning against Lu Bu, listening to her husband's strong heartbeat, she closed her eyes.

"Go." Lu Bu looked at Lu Wengan and said.

"Hey~" Lu Wengan nodded excitedly.

"No learning, no skills!" Lu Shuxian sighed, dissatisfied with his eldest grandson's obsession with martial arts.

"Wen Qian's martial arts should be top-notch among his peers." Lu Bu said with a smile: "The most important thing in a person's life is to find his own way. unimportant."

Lu Shuxian glared at his son, and said in a muffled voice: "Since I was young, you have educated me as soon as you have skills. I didn't know, but I thought you were my father."

"Those who are masters come first." Lu Bu laughed, and was about to say something when he frowned suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw a group of people in military uniform appearing at the party, pushing through the crowd and walking towards this side.

"Zong Hua has something to do with the Marine Corps?" Lu Shuxian frowned. The Marine Corps is an American army stationed in San Francisco. Hua has always rejected foreigners, and this Mid-Autumn Festival party is nothing more than ordinary foreigners. Why did the marines also come?

"The visitor is not kind!" Lu Bu laughed and said, "Yuan Long."

"Master." Yuan Long came to Lu Bu's side.

"Tell their colonel that my wife is weak. If you disturb her tonight, they can get out of San Francisco!" Lu Bu said flatly.

"Yes!" Yuan Long understood, agreed and walked over there.

After a while, a colonel came over and said to Lu Bu with a smile, "Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to be here too. We were rude."

"If I'm not here, what do you want?" Lu Bu asked back.

"Mr. Lu, don't get me wrong. I have a Chinese soldier under my command who wants to introduce Huaxia Wushu to the Marine Corps. I think this kind of soft stuff will only affect the overall strength of the army. In order to make my lovely subordinate give up, I have no choice but to make it difficult. Let him see how... weak the kung fu he worships."

"Colonel Jereke, do you want to provoke me?" Lu Bu looked at the other party and said in surprise. He knew that the military was very dissatisfied with a Chinese entrenched in San Francisco, but this was the first time that he took the initiative to provoke.

"Where, in fact, I want to see the strength of you, a Chinese hero. I heard that you swept all directions on the battlefield, and I want to break their belief!" Jerek looked at Lu Bu, trying to show his arrogance, Because at the beginning of the conversation with Lu Bu, he obviously occupies a high place, but he always feels like being looked down by Lu Bu. That depressed state makes him very uncomfortable. He understands what it is, and his aura is overwhelmed by the ordinary The Chinese are suppressed, and he wants to break free from this bondage.

"Do you also believe in the legendary things?" Lu Bu asked back.

Jerek: "..."

I thought that Lu Bu would retort angrily, but who knew that what he got was such a fluffy rhetorical question. Lu Bu obviously admitted in disguise that the legend was false. Such a plain response made him feel like he was punching cotton.

"Very well, we're here just to compete fairly, and to avoid wasting time, I have a four-dan karate instructor here, show me how you beat him with kung fu!"

"Are you ordering me?" Lu Bu squinted at him.

Jerek choked, in San Francisco, no, I am afraid that no one in the entire United States can order Lu Bu.

How despicable!

Jerek came to his senses, the opponent admitted the falsity of the legend, avoided the battle with him, and wanted to use his identity to suppress others instead!

This is also what he hates the most about Chinese people. You never know if his words are a trap. Talking to them...is very difficult!

"Don't dare, but I want to have some friendly discussions and exchanges." Jerek said gloomily.

"Then you shouldn't come to me, I'm just a guest, you should discuss it with the owner here." Lu Bu said casually.

In this way, Jereke approached Wan Zonghua to discuss the matter. He originally wanted to show off his power, but how did it end up as a competition?

A quarter of an hour later, Jerek watched his soldiers compete with the opponent's men with some depression, and the constant applause from all around made him a little upset. He was indeed here to fight, but it shouldn't be this way!

What made him most depressed was that his soldiers failed, and those white people who were supposed to support them were applauding! ?

"Fett, kill them!" Jerek dispatched his karate instructor, who had a fourth-degree black belt and was strong enough to sweep this place.

But things turned out to be the opposite. After Feite defeated several martial artists, he was stopped by a young man, Lu Bu's eldest son, Lu Wengan. The two sides fought fiercely, but most of the time Feite was being beaten.

This night, it's really bad!

Finally, Jerek couldn't bear it anymore, he went on the field to replace Fett, and took over Lu Wengan. This brat was indeed very skilled and strong, but his actual combat experience was mediocre. After Lu Wengan punched him a few times, he kicked him down, followed by a series of rushing attacks, disrupting Lu Wengan's routine.

"Husband, is Wen Qian all right?" Yang Wenyue had already woken up and asked Lu Bu nervously.

"No, this battle is very meaningful to him." Lu Bu looked at Lu Wengan, who was gradually losing ground on the stage, and smiled.

This kid is so smooth. Competing in martial arts, mentality is very important. When the strength is the same, the mentality is what you fight. Once the mentality is out of balance, like Lu Wengan is now, he will fall into the disadvantage in an instant. This kind of battle is rare, especially with The current status of the Lu family has nothing to do with the masters who will try their best to teach him, but this kind of mentality problem cannot be taught. When encountering an evenly matched opponent, it is easy to suffer.

Sure enough, after Jerek seized the upper hand, he attacked fiercely. On the other hand, Lu Wengan lacked actual combat experience, and when his rhythm was messed up, he immediately didn't know how to fight.

In the end, after Lu Wengan was kicked by the opponent, he struggled to get up, but he couldn't stand up, but Jerek didn't intend to give up, and raised his foot to break Lu Wengan's leg.

Yang Wenyue couldn't help exclaiming when she saw this, but the next moment, a black shadow passed by, and Lu Bu had already appeared on the ring, pinching Jerek's head and lifting him up.

"You..." Jerek looked at Lu Bu in astonishment, trying to struggle, but Lu Bu's hand was like cast iron, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Murder my son in public, if the military department doesn't give me an explanation, I'm afraid it won't work!" Lu Bu looked at Jerek, and his palms gradually tightened.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Jerek seemed to hear the sound of his own skull cracking. At this moment, he finally realized the horror of this man. He was as helpless as a baby in front of him.

"If an apology is useful... the world would have been at peace long ago!" Lu Bu glanced at his wife, and in the end he didn't use a too bloody way. The moment he let go of her, he hit her in the chest like lightning and sent her flying.

Jerek's eyes were wide open, his sternum was sunken, and he was out of breath when he landed.

The surrounding marines subconsciously raised their guns towards Lu Bu.

"Wow~"

In the darkness, a group of soldiers appeared and surrounded the marines. Lu Bu turned his head and looked at these people: "I advise you to put down your weapons. Your commander intends to murder my son, and you are raising your arms against me at this time." Gun, I have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy by the military department to kill you all, and the military department needs to give me an apology!"

The moment Lu Bu turned his head, the scene fell silent instantly. Numerous warriors surrounded him to prevent anyone from escaping. A group of marines lost their commander, and faced with Lu Bu's murderous words, they lost all courage. After a moment of hesitation, a Chinese soldier put down his weapon first, and the others followed suit and put down their weapons one after another.

"Young master, Zong Hua mishandled it, and this happened." Wan Zonghua asked for help to arrest these people, and came to Lu Bu and said.

"This person wants to die by himself, he can't blame others, call the military department, I need an explanation!"

"yes!"