Henry was visibly calm.

"Wait. ”

"Now he's just getting into shape. ”

"If I had helped him now, there would have been no training for the rest of the training. Henry said as he looked at the surveillance video.

Although Zhang Qiang was a little unbearable, in front of the Hades King, he didn't dare to say anything more, the Hades King must have his own plans.

On the field at this time.

The terrorist controlled Nie Chuan's arm with one hand and grabbed him by the neck with the other, lifting him from the ground.

Nie Chuan struggled desperately, and his face gradually turned purple.

"Falk oil!"

"Die!"

Nie Chuan was about to give up resistance, looking at such a fierce terrorist, he couldn't raise his strength at all.

However, this terrorist actually scolded Nie Chuan's mother, and now, there is a good show to watch.

Everyone has a reverse scale in their hearts, and Nie Chuan, the biggest reverse scale, is his mother, his own mother died in front of him, this is the reason why no matter who he is in front of, he will fight hard!

Bang!

Nie Chuan kicked at the terrorist's lower body, and in an instant, all the restraints on both sides were released, Nie Chuan rubbed his neck, looking at the terrorist in front of him, his eyes were full of evil.

The terrorist clutched his lower body, and the severe pain made him hate Nie Chuan to the core.

"You're damned!" The terrorist stared at Nie Chuan and said

"I'm going to kill you!"

Although Nie Chuan said so in his mouth, if he really wanted to kill, he hadn't crossed that hurdle yet.

For killing, Nie Yan didn't dare, but under anger, he could hurt people.

These terrorists only received a few months of small training before they went to the battlefield, and their combined strength was only able to defeat two middle-aged people.

Nie Chuan dragged his knife and waved his hand to throw out a knife, leaving a silver light and shadow in the air.

The terrorist retreated, dodging the blow, and then kicked Nie Chuan in the abdomen with such force that he kicked him to the iron cage.

A sole of a shoe continued to magnify in Nie Chuan's eyes, he quickly tilted his head, and the kick hit the iron cage with that foot close to his ear, and the sound of metal hitting reached Nie Chuan's ears.

Feeling the trembling of the iron cage behind him, Nie Chuan did not hesitate, and kicked the terrorist's lower body again, this blow was guaranteed to make him feel painful.

"Ahh

"Falck! Falk Oil!"

"Damn it!"

The terrorist was kicked down by Nie Chuan and curled up on the ground like a shrimp.

"Hahaha! See, this kid, so yin, cough cough!"

When Henry saw Nie Chuan's movements, he almost choked to death without a puff of smoke.

"This kid!" Zhang Qiang shook his head, and his face was full of smiles.

Nie Chuan didn't make the next move, he watched the terrorist keep howling and scolding, and Nie Chuan's eyes slowly became cold, which was a look he had never seen before.

The terrorist held his hands on the ground, struggling to stand up, Nie Chuan did not hesitate at this moment, the tip of the knife sank into the ground from the back of his hand, and pinned his palm to the ground.

"Ahh

Nie Chuan pulled out the tip of his knife, bringing up a trace of blood red.

"My hands!"

"You ruined my hand!"

The terrorist knelt on the ground and looked at his left hand, which was immobile but dripping with blood.

Nie Chuan stepped on his wound with his toes, and continued to exert force.

"Fake oil! Damn it, you damn Chinese!" The terrorist scolded angrily, but Nie Chuan was unmoved.

"Stand up!" Nie Chuan shouted!

The terrorist gritted his teeth, and the sweat on his forehead dripped to the ground, and he slowly stood up, his eyes full of hatred.

Swish!

Nie Chuan's knife was fast, but he was still grabbed by the terrorists with his right hand.

"Ahh Nie Chuan grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and used all the strength of his life to push the terrorist to the iron cage.

The clenched palm and the sharp blade met, the blade cut into the clenched palm, blood flowed down the palm, the blade cut through the skin, cut the blood vessels, cut the tendons of the five fingers, and even left marks on the phalanges.

The blade of the knife cut a decimeter distance from the palm of his hand, and the terrorist's phalanx had been cut in half, and he could no longer hold the blade.

The tip of the knife is pierced under the collarbone and exited through the shoulder blade.

The tip of the knife was pouring through the terrorist's back, and blood was dripping continuously.

In this way, the arms of such a terrorist are basically immobile, and there is no great threat to Nie Chuan.

"Let's go. ”

Henry took Zhang Qiang to the iron cage ring.

"Kill him. ”

Henry said the same thing.

"Is my life so valuable?" Nie Chuan didn't move, but asked Henry this question.

"No, your life is priceless. ”

Henry's face was expressionless, and Nie Chuan didn't know what he was thinking.

"I'm not going to kill him. Nie Chuan let go of the handle of the knife and watched as the terrorist wailed by the cage.

"Do it!"

Henry pulled out the ink shadow, and the silver lines continued to wave in Nie Chuan's eyes, and the terrorist's voice changed from howling to smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

The tip of the ink shadow is inserted into different large joints of the human body, such as elbows, wrists and shoulders, ankles and knees.

In the end, a knife into the throat ended his life.

The next training was conducted every two hours, and although Nie Chuan injured them, they were all killed by Henry in the end.

When the time came to nine o'clock in the night, Henry took Nie Chuan out of the iron cage ring and asked him to go to dinner, but Nie Chuan still had the appetite to eat, so he made an excuse and went upstairs and entered his room.

Looking at the night when it snowed again, after a day of devastation, Nie Chuan became even more confused, could he only kill people if he wanted to become stronger? What happened to this world? Why is it so terrible?

Nie Chuan sat on the small sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, he crossed Erlang's legs, lit a cigarette, and in the smoke, Nie Chuan finally got a little comfort.

At the same time, Henry was still planning about his training.

In the middle of the night, three or four o'clock in the morning.

Nie Chuan had just fallen asleep, but the door of his room was quietly opened.

A burly man walked into the room, he looked at Nie Chuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The door was locked, and only Nie Chuan and the man were left in the house.

All this is Henry's training, this man, is also a terrorist.

Nie Chuan's room was equipped with a pinhole camera by technicians long before the training was completed yesterday, and everything about him was under Henry's control.

Secret Room Training, Start Now!

The man jumped up and slammed into Nie Chuan's body, the man grabbed his neck with both hands, and pressed his body against him, making him unable to move.

Nie Chuan woke up in an instant, his eyes were trying to adapt to the darkness, and the pressure on his neck made him breathless.

Bang!

Nie Chuan's elbow slammed into the man's temple, knocking him out in an instant.

Nie Chuan also climbed up and turned on the light in the house by the way.

"Help!"

Nie Chuan ran to the door of the house, but no matter how he dragged it or opened it, there was no reaction to the door.

Bang bang bang!

Nie Chuan knocked on the door hurriedly, and on the wall of the corridor outside the door, he was leaning against Henry.

Nie Chuan patted the door for a while, and the man also recovered, he turned his head and saw the man's fierce appearance, and immediately understood, this is also training!