Today's assassination king's words seem to be very much, as if he wants to finish everything he can say in his life, his right hand is more powerful, and the assassination king who is about to suffocate Zhou Tian when he pinched it, continued to say in his ruthless tone: "Zhou Tian, the murderer was killed, since you want to be a killer, you must learn to be killed." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The King of Killers has a lot of strength, and Zhou Tian's face is flushed when he is pinched, and he looks like he is about to hang up at any time.

"How are you feeling right now?" The king of assassination looked at Zhou Tian, whose face was flushed with blood and was about to suffocate at any time, and said: "Killer, either be killed or commit suicide, this is a point of no return." ”

"Ahem, ahem." Zhou Tian worked hard with both hands, trying to move the hand of the King of Assassination, but the King of Assassination had a lot of strength, and Zhou Tian moved for a long time, and he couldn't move it.

Just when Zhou Tian was about to faint, the King of Assassination let go of his right hand, and Zhou Tian's whole person suddenly fell from mid-air, and then sat on the ground, opening his mouth and breathing in a big gulp.

Just now.

At that moment, he thought he was going to die. As the saying goes, only those who have experienced death cherish the opportunity to live more.

After experiencing Zhou Tian just now, I have strengthened the idea of living.

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For a whole day, Zhou Tian spent all his time in the teaching of many old monsters, and this day he also knew what hell was.

On this day, except for the time to eat, pee, and poop, Zhou Tian is basically studying, studying, and studying.

Because he was taught so many things, he could only compress his sleeping time to only two hours a day.

Even in these two short hours, he was still in training, and the place where he slept was not a bed, not a floor, but two stools, two small stools, and there were no planks in the middle of the stools.

When sleeping, he has one on his back and one on the base of his thighs, and in addition to this, his whole body has to be in a straight line.

Of course, this is not the means of the old monsters, and what makes Zhou Tian even more unbearable is that every day at 4 o'clock in the morning, he has to get up and do the so-called apnea training.

The apnea training was in another big water tank that I didn't know where to find it, which was filled with water, and after Zhou Tian went in, the water tank would be immediately covered by a lid, and there was no chance to breathe once.

And the lid is still that sealed, at first it was thirty seconds, then slowly it was added to one minute, then it was added to one minute and thirty seconds, and then it was two minutes.

This kind of apnea training lasted for two hours, and when the apnea training was over at 6 o'clock in the morning, he could not rest on Sunday, and he did not even eat breakfast, so he had to fight against the king of assassination, the spokesman of death, for an hour.

In fact, to be more precise, it was beaten, and Zhou Tian was beaten by the king of assassination.

Because of the fight against the King of Assassination, Zhou Tian is not anyone's opponent at all, it can be seen as a classic ravaging performance, the King of Assassination ravages Zhou Tian's one-sided performance.

At the beginning, Zhou Tian's whole body hurt, but as time gradually drained, his body became stronger, and when he was fighting, he could still see the opportunity and fight back a little.

What makes Zhou Tian even more puzzled by these old monsters is that this is a prison, heavily guarded, not to mention the murder weapon, even a screw can't be found.

But when the King of Assassination was training Zhou Tian, the King of Assassination actually took out a sharp dagger.

This made Zhou Tian wonder and wonder all the time, where did the dagger of the King of Assassination come from? Is this a prison, or is it a market, how can there be everything?

After fighting against the King of Assassination, Zhou Tian was not allowed to rest as usual, let alone breakfast, and he was going to have a third round of study with another murderer, the Huaxia Super Special Forces.

The third round of study, which lasted three hours, began with survival physical training, and because there was no place, it was carried out in cell 44.

The cell is not big, and it is only 25 meters back and forth, so you need to run back and forth non-stop on Sunday.

This run is not a single run, but carrying dozens of kilograms of things, and because there are no conditions, these dozens of kilograms of things are all accumulated with quilts, pillows and other messy things.

The volume is super large, and the space is limited, so when I run on Sundays, I often run into this and that.

What worries Zhou Tian even more is that in the middle of running back and forth, he has to be careful, maybe the boss is suddenly in a better mood and will design a small ambush for you to ensure that your mouth is crooked. If you are in a bad mood, Zhou Tian's fate will be miserable, either the muscles and bones will be wrong, or a few layers of skin and a few pieces of meat will be lost.

After running, there are all kinds of muscle stretching training, all kinds of wild lifestyles, and all kinds of strange training methods, which are guaranteed to make you lie on the ground directly tired after training, and you don't even have the strength to move your little fingers.

After these three hours, it was almost ten o'clock, Sunday's physical training was over, and then it was his favorite time, his favorite course!

For these two hours, Zhou Tian didn't have to run, hold his breath, or fight with the killer boss, he just needed to sit down quietly and memorize what the master of manufacturing taught in his mind.

But Zhou Tian still underestimated these old monsters in cell No. 44, and his little cleverness was discovered by everyone after only a few minutes.

So, the old monsters went crazy, and they first found a small stool where Zhou Tian slept on it, and put two round wooden sticks the thickness of a baby's arm in the middle of the stool, so that Zhou Tian could sit on it.

That's not all, someone somehow found a piece of filming armor from there, and asked Zhou Tian to wear this set of iron armor weighing 50 kilograms on his body.

Looking at these things, Zhou Tian couldn't help but secretly ask in his heart: God, who can tell me where they came from?

Why didn't you take out this iron armor when you were running with a weight, but let yourself be wrapped in a large quilt on your back?

He studied manufacturing for two hours, and at 12 o'clock at noon, he could have half an hour of rest on Sunday, and this half hour included his eating, drinking, and excretion.

After that, he had to learn martial arts from three ancient martial arts masters, from half past twelve to eight o'clock in the evening, this period of time was the time to learn kung fu.

Start by learning Bajiquan with one of them, then hard qigong with the other, and finally light steps.

Eight o'clock arrived, and there was also a half-hour break.

After that, Zhou Tian had to learn the hidden weapon with the master of the hidden weapon, and after learning the hidden weapon, it was the turn of the Gun King to teach.

Zhou Tian thought that he had experienced the events of the day, and his mood had become much more mature, but when the gun king put a few guns in front of him, Zhou Tian was still stunned.

Nima.

Do you want to be so ruthless?

This is a prison, and you're a prisoner, and you guys just got a couple of guns? Can anyone tell me how they came up with the guns again, and if they want to live?

Looking at the gun in front of him, Zhou Tian suddenly had a very strange idea, these old monsters in cell 44 could have escaped from here, but for some reason, they all gave up.