Nansen's original Tang sword had broken from the middle in the previous battle, but it was still sharp.

It cut into the missile directly in the air and cut it open with one knife.

A huge roar sounded in the air, and then the fire light soared into the sky, reflecting the sequin between Nan Sen's eyes.

The broken blade cut into the armed helicopter where he was sitting in Stryker's shocked gaze, and cut the driver's head in half.

As he couldn't react, his brain and blood had already gushed up, and then the knife continued to slow down, and the entire helicopter was cut open with one stroke.

Stryker and part of the helicopter fell directly from the air, while his other half exploded directly in the air.

“Received Stryker’s regret 999.”

Stryker was really stunned at this moment. He felt that he shouldn't have come here in person. Then he got on the helicopter and shouldn't have been waiting for Nansen to come out, but should have escaped immediately.

No, I still have this opportunity!

He fell to the ground in mid-air, and his bones were broken, and some fragments from the helicopter exploded were stabbed into flesh and blood.

But he still did not give up hope, but opened his eyes wide and looked into the air.

Stryk understood that after encountering such a situation, even if he did not issue a task, the remaining two drivers would never sit idly by.

They will definitely attack Nansen first, and as long as he dies, everything will be fine.

But Stryker's original mood of hope still remained, but with the ignition of two balls of fireworks in the air, it instantly became despair.

Then, two lancet knives flew behind Nansen again. Now the bloody mist around him was lingering, really like the God of Killing was coming again!

The maximum control distance of his lancet is fifty meters, and with the support of the skill of the enhanced cigar, this distance has expanded a little more.

The two armed helicopters did not pull up, but just hovered in mid-air. Within this distance, Nansen directly poked their fuel tanks and ignited two sparks of Mars was an easy task.

Therefore, now all the academy invaders are Stryker alone.

Suddenly, the originally fierce fight calmed down in an instant, leaving only the burning sound of the wreckage of the plane and the collision sound of the warheads on Wolverine's body being discharged from the body and falling.

The moon in the sky was just right, and the ground was now bright. Nan Sen closed his eyes and felt all this, and it was finally over.

The cigar had burned out, and the moonlight seemed to have turned into a pool of clear water, soaked in the blood mist until it faded and disappeared.

When Nansen opened his eyes again, he had become clear, but under this clearness, he was endless fatigue.

He killed too many people tonight.

Now the entire building has become a Shura field, with blood like a river and limbs everywhere. Occasionally, there are a few faint wails in the corridor.

They blind crawlers struggled to get help, but they saw only corpses while crawling.

Nansen now felt really tired, both physically and mentally.

But all this has not been completely over yet. [Dustless Land] has opened again, and all the blood stains and smoke on Nansen's body have dissipated.

Now he seems to have become a seventeen-year-old high school student, wearing simple white short-sleeved shirts and a pair of sports trousers on his lower body.

"Mr. Stryker, are you okay?" Nansen took out an apple and ate it while coming to Stryker and asked.

Stryk now leaned back against a fragment of an airplane. His legs were cut by the fragments of the plane's explosion just now, and now the bones were directly exposed to the air.

He wanted to say a few words, but he couldn't say it for a while. The rapid blood would soon die.

Nansen looked at Stryker's look of being angry but not being angry, and he also understood what was going on.

He looked at the apple in his hand, and then thought about the instant noodles in his backpack.

But now he can't get it in. If he was letting him die like this, wouldn't it be really cheap for him?

Just as Nansen was searching, a small box of unknown liquid not far from Stryker caught Nansen's attention.

The box lost a lot of liquids in it during its previous drop, but there were several more.

Nansen directly collected them into the space backpack, took out a small piece and checked it carefully. The liquid was obviously an injection-type drug, and the system quickly gave an explanation.

【Life Repair Potion】

Note: Extraction through Wolverine's stem cell culture, the vigorous regeneration ability makes it save lives.

Nansen looked at the remaining pieces. This thing was really much more convenient than his seafood fish plate noodles. At least the instant noodles need hot water to soak, which is very strong. Just take it out and inject it directly.

Soon, the remaining few were used to strengthen by Nansen. Except for one piece that was broken, the rest were also successful.

Nansen came to Stryker's side and injected it into his neck with one injection.

Then, Stryker began to breathe violently as if he had come back from his dying body, breathing every breath of air.

"Hi, Stryker, you understand what you have done. Think about it, you don't have any legacy, or what high-end scientific research results will be left behind." Nansen said from the side.

At this time, the wound on Stryker's body had stopped bleeding in time, and even some small wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He also seemed a little energetic. He said angrily: "Don't think about it, all my achievements are used to kill you."

Nansen said he was a little helpless. He looked at Logan who was still buried in a pit in the distance by bullets, and changed his question: "Do you know what Professor X is doing?"

"Unless you are willing to let me go, I will not say anything." Stryker was still tough. He knew that he still had a trump card. Whether he could survive depends on whether his mouth was reliable or not.

Although Stryker seemed very convinced of his thoughts, he had received such training and knew how to protect himself to the greatest extent in adverse circumstances.

Unfortunately, Nansen's methods were more than he thought.

The willow leaves came out, and in an instant, Stryker's hands and feet were cut off by Nansen, and his miserable wail resounded on this land.

For a moment, Nansen felt a little annoyed, and then his tongue was shattered directly.

Nansen is not a cruel person. He even tends to be funny, but deep down he has never thought of being kind to his enemies.

The potion injected before was still working, quickly stopping the bleeding and recovering the wound, but Stryker suddenly saw something, his eyes wide open, but there was only sob in his mouth.

Because, Wolverine has finally woken up now.

"Hi, Uncle Wolf, I've done it. By the way, this person seems to know you. Do you have anything to ask?" Nansen pointed at Stryker and said to Logan.

Wolverine looked around, shook her head, and shook off the last bullet behind her head. He suddenly rang out something and rushed towards Stryker with anger, "Who are you?"

His mouth roared and his sharp claws popped up.

Nansen looked at Wolverine and felt that he was really miserable. He sighed, "Hey, Uncle Wolf, these potions were studied from you.

When he is about to die, you can give him one. The effect is very good. Now his tongue is broken by me, and it will probably grow out later. You can chat slowly.

By the way, Uncle Wolf, you must help me and kill him in the end.”

After saying that, Nansen was about to leave here. Naturally, Wolverine and Stryker reminisced about the past, so he had nothing to do.

He felt very sleepy, and finally thought about it and went to find Skye and the others first. They probably didn't run too far.

By the way, she has done so much tonight, so she should provide her thigh for a while.

Nansen thought for a while, and felt a little excited.
Chapter completed!