A god-level intensifier of a certain manga

Chapter 45 45. The Vicissitudes of the Old Man
"Hey, kid, are you okay?" Logan asked, feeling that something was wrong with Nansen beside him.

"Logan, I'll call you Uncle Wolf, can you stop calling me a child? I'm really not a child!" Nansen spoke slowly, his voice was cold and frightening like a demon god from hell.

For a moment, even Logan couldn't help shivering. He looked at Nansen who was bowing his head beside him in surprise, and then looked at the corpses all over the floor.

After thinking about it seriously, the person next to him is really not a child, although he took advantage of being his grandfather in terms of age, "Well, I really shouldn't call you a child, you are more like A young bastard."

Nansen bowed his head and remained silent. He took another deep puff of the cigar in his mouth, and then slowly exhaled a puff of thick smoke, but it was no longer black or white.

It was bright red, streaks of shredded tobacco, like streaks of 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?" Nansen asked.

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

Logan answered Nansen seriously at this time, he had not forgotten that he was a teacher of this academy, and Nansen was a new student, "Do you have nightmares? If you kill the person who should be killed, then no, on the battlefield Above, men have always honored killing."

Nansen raised his head and looked at him. He had no idea that Wolverine could still say such vicissitudes of life, like a serious old man.

Well, although he is indeed an old man, shouldn't this old man have one word in his head, 'what'?

Fuck with the many young guys who don't know the current affairs, and 'fuck' with the young and beautiful girls.

Wolverine was also slightly shocked by Nansen's eyes, which now had no whites, only a redness left.

"One, the time is up, it seems that you would rather die than surrender." The voice shouted again.

At this moment, Nansen suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

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

And behind him was a row of rifles and two machine guns, all loaded with live ammunition.

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

In an instant, the situation seemed to be in a deadlock.

Under the heavy protection of those soldiers, a middle-aged man walked slowly around the corner. He was Stryker, and it was obvious that he was the one who shouted just now, "Don't shoot."

For the first time, he stopped his men from wanting to shoot.

Instead, he looked at Wolverine with a joyful expression, "How long have we not seen each other, 15 years?"

King Kong looked at him in bewilderment, "Who are you?"

Stryker didn't answer his question, but looked at Nansen in a blink of an eye, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the more satisfied he looked, "Very good, very good, you are really good, I am looking forward to it..."

At this moment, Nansen suddenly raised his head and looked at Stryker, "Are you expecting to dissect me?"

Looking at Nansen's red eyes, Stryker shook his head indifferently, and said with a smile, "You are so precious, I want to study you well, even for the last 30 or [-] years."

His words really made Nansen feel disgusted, and he asked back: "You said before that you have thoroughly studied my ability, so have you studied this?"

Nansen lowered his head after looking at each other for a moment, and threw a lighter from his hand at this moment.

Because the system suddenly released [enhanced task], the upgrade of the enhanced machine was suspended.

After all, as long as he succeeds in his mission, he will naturally be upgraded, and he can still upgrade by leaps and bounds. If he fails, the upgrade will fail.

Because of this, Nansen was able to use his enhancement machine just now to strengthen Wolverine's lighter.

Wolverine looked at the lighter that was 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 it was used, and it wasn't a bomb.

But at the next moment, a violent explosion sounded, as if the lighter was no longer filled with compressed liquid ethane, but a highly compressed super bomb.

In this narrow space, the ignited flame swept across the audience directly, it was like a devil's huge mouth, under one bite, human life was like a waste.

"Remorseful 541 received from William Stryker."

"Remorseful 999 from Teddy Turner"

"receive······"

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

Wolverine stared blankly, he wondered if he was wrong, or the world?
The lighter that I have used for so many years has now become a super bomb, this world is too crazy!

And because Stryker was standing at the back before, the moment Nansen threw the lighter, he had already escaped smoothly.

Now frantic, he hastily scolded at the other side of the corridor corner, "What are you doing in a daze, go, catch them for me, remember I want to live."

Afterwards, the soldiers had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose to go forward, but Stryker fled out of the house in a panic, his back was scorched black.

Seeing those soldiers coming again, Logan showed his claws and rushed up. In order to reshape his three views, he thought he should do some of the things he did most often.

As for Nansen, the blood mist from the cigar around him had turned into a deep red.

This kind of red is so rich that it can swallow people's hearts, and Nansen can kill people.

Suddenly, Nansen passed Logan directly, and the speed made Logan really wonder if 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 his heart tremble was happening.

There were six lancets flying by Nansen's side, and with the blessing of that cigar skill, he was no longer limited to the situation where he could only use three knives at a time.

The six lancets kept flying in this narrow space, like messengers of death, and mischievous elves, flying lightly between the two ends of the human heart and brain.

However, Nansen still felt that his efficiency was not enough. The Tang Dao in the story 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, life withers here.

Now under the berserk blessing of that cigar, Nansen is already mad after killing.

Wolverine looked at Nansen showing off his power at this moment, and felt embarrassed for a moment, as if it seemed redundant to stay, but this thought only passed for a moment.

The next moment, Wolverine came out of the window of the next room directly. He was going to grab the middle-aged man and ask him if he knew himself?
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