When a man kills, he will kill without mercy. Immortal career, all killing people. Once upon a time, there were heroes who were loyal and loyal. You kill people and your body is as light as a feather. There are also heroic tyrants who kill people like hemp and gallop around the world, only boasting invulnerability. Looking for this kind today is in vain. Have you noticed, Confucianism rose up, a strong man broke his wrist, and China praised benevolence and righteousness from now on. Once barbarians invaded the Central Plains, the literati ran to the cowardly people and wept bitterly. I want to learn ancient customs and revive my heroism. Fame is like dirt, and those who despise righteousness laugh at it. Wearing an iron sword, killing in a rage. Stock trading, drinking and laughing at ghosts and gods. It takes ten weeks to kill an enemy thousands of miles away. Turn Zhu Tian naked, married. Out of the west gate, I looked back at dusk. God was tired and sleepy, and the horn of war suddenly sounded. Simon, don't leave your mother. Mom is sad, but not sad. I have a history, and that person will never come back. The killing between heaven and earth shocked the Yin court. Three steps to kill one person, cardiac arrest. Thousands of waves of blood, thousands of mountains of corpses. A strong man goes out to war, tired of sleeping on enemy corpses. I still kill people in my dreams, and my smile reflects Su Hui. Daughter, don't ask, why is the man fierce? In ancient times, benevolence only harmed people, and morality was never true. Don't you see, liger's prey is very famous. Who has pity on this poor elk? The world has never been divided into strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is futile. Don't ask, men have their own ways. When a man is a man, he is violent. Things and benevolence, two don't stand. Men are killing each other, as bold as bears and as bold as wolves. If you were born a man, you would kill him. Don't teach men to wrap women's hearts with their bodies. A man never reveals his shirt, but he laughs at his dead opponent. There are a hundred battlefields in the enemy's field, and I want weeds everywhere. Men don't shake, there is a song for you: killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero. Tu 9 million, that is, Xiong Zhongxiong. Xiongzhong Xiong Xiong, the Tao is different: He who sees through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years makes this life heroic. A good name doesn't like a bad name, and killing millions goes unpunished. It is better to scold me for not teaching than to teach 10 thousand people to hate each other. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where can a hero not kill people?