I Was Learning To Kill Gods in a Mental Hospital

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Chapter 95: The Enemy

The black flame slowly receded, revealing the original skin, and Cao Yuan pulled the “forbidden roll” on his neck with both hands, the blood in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he began to cough violently.

Lin seven nights loosen the tape, finally relieved.

Cao Yuan in the state of madness is really strong outrageous, if not for the seven nights of the forest there are two forbidden things in hand, coupled with his divine power on the black king to destroy the restraint effect, this may not be able to win so easily.

Bare-chested Caoyuan lying on the ground, gasping for breath, his eyes fell on Lin Qiye’s body, the corners of his mouth appeared a smile.

It was you…

What?

There are not many people in this world who can stop the Black King.

Did you, now? So can Captain Masque, if I’m not mistaken.

No, you can wash my SINS away.

What are you talking about?

Lin seven nights frown slightly, it seems unable to understand Caoyuan’s meaning, Caoyuan just shook his head, climbed up from the ground, did not say much.

Next to the Han instructor came over, carefully observed Lin seven nights for a long time, did not get hurt?

Not really.

MHM. Han instructor stopped, on Lin seven nights thumbs up, just that move beautiful!

Lin Qiye smiled.

Han instructors hand Caoyuan help up, Caoyuan is open to say something, Han instructors then shake his head to stop him.

You don’t have to say anything, this thing, the responsibility is all on me, I forced you to pull the knife, not your business.

This want to apologize Caoyuan see words were completely blocked, helpless sigh, hands clasped to the chest, slightly bow:

Amitabha Buddha.

Before long, a heavily armed instructor rushed over, seeing the devastated showground, frowning slightly.

Han instructor walked forward, simply explained the situation with a few instructors, and they put down their hearts.

Sergeant Hong, I think… I’m still not cut out for teaching.

Han instructors pulled Hong instructors to one side, sighed a long sigh, quiet opening.

It’s your first day on the job, and you’re quitting? Instructor Hong frowned.

I found out that teaching students and going into battle to kill yourself are two very different things… When I go out on a mission, I can fight the enemy alone, no matter what kind of danger, I will not frown.

But I’ve only been teaching here for a few minutes… I was so screwed up, I almost had a teaching accident.

Hong instructor looked at Han instructor depressed expression, could not help but laugh out.

I do think that you are exceptionally talented in teaching this matter, you have smoked three people, one is the little master of the hundred family, one is the Seraphim agent, and one is the ultra-high-risk ultra-high-risk……

That’s not out of a handful of people, 239 recruits, and you got three of the worst roles in a row, and that’s a hell of a luck!

Sergeant Hong, you have to stop laughing at me. Instructor Han touched his nose with some embarrassment.

To be honest, when it comes to melee combat, there may be some of our instructors who are stronger than you, but they are only prominent in one aspect, not as versatile as you, proficient in all kinds of martial arts, swords, swords and halberds.

At the present stage of this group of small rookies, what is needed is not a certain melee expertise, but to find the most suitable fighting style from all the weapons first, which requires a teacher familiar with all martial arts guidance, we can not teach, the whole Bactrian night watchman, it is estimated that only you Han Li has this ability.

But I…

There are only a few of these recruits who are a headache, and actually having the opportunity to witness the growth of this group of demons is also a blessing for you and me, isn’t it? Instructor Hong’s eyes fell in the distance, the corners of his mouth slightly raised,

Don’t you wonder what it’s gonna be like when these hordes walk out of this training camp?

Han instructor slightly startled, subconsciously turned his head to look at the recruits, as if the mind emerged that left hand wrapped belt, right hand holding a knife of the young figure.

After a moment’s silence, he nodded.

Okay, I’ll try again.

Instructor Hong smiled, reached out and patted Instructor Han on the shoulder twice,

Go ahead. Those rookies are waiting for you to train.

Instructor Han nodded, took a deep breath and strode to the training ground.

See Han instructor back, the original restless recruits shut their mouth, the whole training ground quiet down.

Han instructor’s eyes swept over the people, from the next shelf and took down a wooden knife, went to the missing half of the martial arts stage, continue to explain.

The knife method we just said, although fast and rapid, but still insufficient in strength…

…

The whole morning is the melee training time, after the instructor Han briefly talked about a few types of knife, and then continued to talk about the two-handed knife, sword, shooting, and even some of the use of dark weapons.

Because it is the first time to contact cold weapons training, basically to Han instructor explained, Han instructor is also good, let them all sit down and listen, which let the freshmen who have been tortured for a morning finally have time to rest.

Wait until the mouth of Han instructor is dry, it is time for lunch.

When the freshmen came to the canteen full of expectations and found that lunch was still white steamed bread with raw meat, their mentality exploded directly, and some people vomited directly.

There are also sharp-eyed people who find that in addition to white steamed bread and raw meat, there is a stack of small… Pickles!

Again, the desperate freshmen rejoiced.

Brother Seven nights, do you think that old man Sun in the cafeteria has discovered his conscience? They even have pickles! Baili Pangpang moved to put salted vegetables into the white bread, directly bite a big mouth.

I don’t know. I just know it’s a small dish, not enough for a few bites. Lin Qiye carefully counted the number of pickles and said with a black face.

Just then, a figure quietly moved to their table.

Cao Yuan silently handed his pickles to Lin seven nights, eating raw meat side of the opening: I give you.

Lin seven nights a leng, Baili fat fat is staring big eyes, I said brother, this is salted vegetables! You’re not eating?

Lin seven nights to eat, I gave him to eat.

… Baili Pangpang heard this sentence, his mouth opened wide, this… Do you know what this is called?

What?

Lick the dog.

I’d love to.

…

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, and slowly opened his mouth: If you are for the morning, in fact, you don’t have to do this, I am not hurt…

No, Lin Qiye. Cao Yuan shook his head, seriously looking at Lin Qiye’s eyes,