"Hey, kid, are you okay?" Logan asked when he felt that Nansen was a little wrong with him.

"Logan, I call you Uncle Wolf, can you not call me a child? I am really not a child!" Nan Sen spoke slowly, his voice as if he was a demon from hell, and he was cold and frightened.

For a moment, even Logan couldn't help but shivered. He looked at Nan Sen, who was lowering his head beside him in surprise, and then at the corpses all over the ground.

After thinking about it seriously, the person next to him is really not a child. Although he is his grandfather in terms of age, he takes advantage of his advantage. "Okay, I shouldn't call you a child, you are more like a young kid."

Nansen lowered his head and said nothing. He took a deep breath of the cigar in his mouth, and slowly vented a sip of thick smoke, but it was no longer black hair or white smoke.

But it is bright red, with tobacco lines, like blood mist.

"Uncle Wolf, I won't return your lighter to you, I want to use it. Also, will you have nightmares if you kill someone?" Nan Sen asked.

The countdown given by the other party is now only three seconds left, but Nansen is still chatting with Wolverine Logan, while the lighter in his hand has disappeared.

Logan answered Nansen seriously at this time. He had not forgotten that he was the teacher of this academy, and Nansen was a new student. "Do you have nightmares? If you kill someone who should be killed, then you won't. On the battlefield, men have always regarded killing as glory."

Nansen looked up at him. He could not have imagined that Wolverine could even speak such a slightly vicissitudes of life, like a serious old man.

Well, although he is indeed an old man, this old man shouldn’t have the same word in his mind, ‘do it’?

Working with many young men who are ignorant of the times, and also "working" with those young and beautiful girls.

Wolverine was slightly shocked by Nansen's eyes. The eyes now had no whites, only a red color left.

"One, time has come, it seems you would rather die than surrender." The voice shouted again.

Nansen suddenly spoke, "Wait a moment."

Although he said so, the other party would not wait for him. At the corner of the corridor, a team of soldiers were already carrying explosion-proof shields and forming a simple human wall to press over.

Behind him was a row of rifles pressing against them, and there were two machine guns, all of which were equipped with live ammunition.

At the same time, the helicopters outside the corridor were also roaring. As long as the commander here gave the order, the machine guns and ground-to-ground missiles carried by the helicopter will be directly launched.

In an instant, the situation seemed to have changed to a dead end.

Under the heavy protection of those soldiers, a middle-aged man slowly walked around the corner. He was Stryker. It was obvious that he was just shouting, "Don't shoot first."

At the first moment, he stopped his subordinates from wanting to shoot.

Instead, he looked at Wolverine with a look of joy, "How long has it been since we met, fifteen years?"

King Kong looked at him with a confused look on his face, "Who are you?"

Stryker did not answer his question, but looked at Nansen in a blink of an eye, narrowing his eyes, and becoming more satisfied with it, "It's very good, very good, you're really good, I'm looking forward to it..."

Nansen suddenly looked up and looked at Stryker, "Are you looking forward to dissecting me?"

Looking at Nansen's red eyes, Stryk shook his head calmly and said with a smile, "You are so precious. I want to study you well. I have been doing everything I have done for the last twenty or thirty years."

His words really made Nansen feel disgusted. He asked back, "You said before that you have thoroughly studied my abilities, so have you studied this?"

Nansen had already looked at each other for a moment and threw out a lighter from his hand.

Because the system suddenly released [Strength Task], the upgrade of the reinforcement was aborted.

After all, as long as his mission is successful, he will naturally be able to upgrade and level up. If he fails, the upgrade will fail.

Therefore, Nansen used his enhancer to strengthen Wolverine's lighter just now.

Wolverine looked at the lighter still in the air and felt very familiar. He didn't understand. It turned out that Nansen said he was useful and that's how he used it. Damn it, it's not a bomb.

But the next moment, a violent explosion sounded loudly, as if the lighter was no longer filled with compressed liquid ethane, but turned into a high-compression super bomb.

In this small space, the flames ignited directly swept across the audience. It was like a devil's huge mouth. Within one mouthful, human life was like grass.

“Received William Stryker’s remorse541.”

“Received Teddy Turner’s Repentance 999”

"receive······"

Nansen took a step sideways and stood beside Wolverine, all the flames dissipated in front of him.

Wolverine looked at him blankly, he was a little suspicious that he was wrong or that world?

The lighter I used for so many years has now become a super bomb. This world is too crazy!

Before, because Stryker had stood behind before, he had escaped successfully the moment Nansen threw out the lighter.

Now that he was furious, he hurriedly shouted on the other side of the corner of the corridor, "Why are you in a daze? Go, catch them for me, remember I want to live."

Afterwards, the soldiers had to bite the bullet and choose to go forward, but Stryk ran away in a mess, and his back was burned to pieces.

Seeing the soldiers coming again, Logan showed his claws and rushed forward. In order to reshape his three views, he thought he should do something he often did.

And Nansen, the blood mist filled with the cigar around him, had become rich and red.

This red is so rich that it can swallow people's hearts, while Nansen can take lives.

Suddenly, Nansen directly surpassed Logan. The speed made Logan really doubt whether he was too old and his arms and legs were not as good as those of young people.

And the next moment, something that made him feel his heart tremble was happening.

Six lancets were flying beside Nansen. With the blessing of the cigar skills, he could no longer limit the situation of using three swords at a time.

Six lancets are flying in this small space. They are like messengers of death and naughty elves, flying lightly at the heart and brain of a person.

Nan Sen still felt that he was not efficient enough. The Tang Dao was flying, and after a flash of cold light, he could see a pair of red eyes, and then a large amount of blood flew out.

Death blooms here, and life witheres here.

Now, with the violent blessing of the cigar, Nansen was already crazy once he was killed.

Wolverine looked at Nansen showing off her power at this moment, and she felt embarrassed for a moment. It seemed that she was a lot of money to stay, but this thought only passed in a flash.
Chapter completed!