Chapter 991: As Long as You Can't Kill It, You Will Kill It

"More iron-blooded training?" The man couldn't help but question, "But being admitted to the hospital five times in half a month is too intense, can you ease it?"

"Sweat more in practice and bleed less in battle. I think you understand this, sir. Your son has such an outstanding talent, so in the future he will represent our family on the battlefield, and the battlefield will only be better than what he accepts now. The training that arrived was more brutal, and it will be better for him to adapt now in the future."

"My son's training seems to be blood." Although he already understood the family's considerations, the man couldn't help but complain a little.

"Cough, I bleed a little more during training now, and a little less when fighting. If you bleed now, you can still go to the hospital for treatment. If your injury is too serious during the battle, you will know the end." Butler Wien coughed dryly.

"I understand. If that's the case, ask the housekeeper to convey a sentence to the little instructor for me. As long as my son's training cannot be beaten to death, he will beat him to death." The man's face showed a hint of determination.

"It's good that you can understand the family's strategic intentions." Butler Wien nodded with satisfaction when he heard the parent's words. After all, such an open-minded parent is very rare.

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The young Victor, who was on the phone with his father, waited with anticipation for the family to inform him that he would not need to train, but he did not wait for the family's notice, and instead received a communication call from the devil instructor.

"I heard that your injury has recovered. If you recover, come over for training tomorrow." Morea's indifferent face appeared on the communicator.

"Wait, I don't have to participate in the training tomorrow." Seeing Muria's face, the teenager shrank back subconsciously, but he thought that he could end the training soon, and he didn't need to see him again, so he straightened up immediately. back, and then said weakly.

"Well, I have been notified by the hospital that your body has fully recovered, and I don't remember when I approved your leave." Morea put her hands on her chin, with a very strong expression. In an oppressive posture, he looked at the boy opposite. After receiving the money, it is natural to do good things.

"I have already told my parents that he will sue the family for your atrocities against me. At that time, you can withdraw from your training. You are not qualified to control me anymore, Geros."

Victor looked at Moria's extremely oppressive posture and instinctively shrank his neck, but soon he summoned up the courage because of the stubborn and rebellious psychology of the boy, and shouted loudly from Moria.

"Accuse me to the family?" Morea smiled,

"You are really naive and cute. Come on, come to the training on time tomorrow. If you don't, you will be at your own risk."

After speaking, Morea turned off the communicator, ignoring this innocent criticism.

"Your talent is so much lower than mine, why do you order me like this?" Victor slammed the desktop a little indignantly when he saw that Morea directly turned off the communicator.

"He must have contacted the family now. It won't be long before the notice will come to me. I won't participate in tomorrow's training. Let's see what you can do to me?"

The boy's rebellious mentality was completely inspired by Morea's words, "I will sleep until the sun rises in the sky tomorrow, so I won't participate in training and I won't be beaten."

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In the early morning, before the sun rose, the sky was still dark, but when the golden light faintly appeared on the horizon, Muria stood on the lawn of the manor, looking at the boys and girls in front of him.

"Count the numbers!"

"One!" "Two!"..."Six!"

"Why are there only six?" Morea frowned as she looked at the boys and girls in front of her, the number was wrong.

"Report to the instructor!"

"speak!"

"The rest of the people were sent to the hospital by you, and they are all lying in the hospital now."

"You don't need to tell me this, I know." Morea glanced at the girl with long dark hair, "But today, at this time, there should be seven people standing in front of me, and one person is absent. "

As soon as Morea said this, these teenagers suddenly looked sideways, and their faces couldn't help showing surprise, because they couldn't understand, who had the courage to provoke Moreya at this time, and they were not happy.

"It's Victor." There were only thirteen people who had been trained by Morea under the arrangement of the Douglas family, so they quickly found out who this warrior was.

"Interesting, this guy told me last night that he wouldn't come to training today. I thought this guy was joking with me, but I didn't expect him to have the guts!"

Morea laughed immediately. Although he had only been training these family geniuses for a short time, before the training, he had already started and beat everyone up, so these guys were all obedient to him. A thorn actually popped out today.

"You have the guts, but since you dare to ignore my words, you will have to bear the consequences of absenteeism." Morea touched his chin, thinking about how to make these students of his own remember the consequences of daring to miss his class.

"Brother, what do you want to do?" At this time, Desley stood up and asked bravely. Although she is a talented person and has a very high status in the family, even she is a little terrified when facing her brother.

Because she found out that her elder brothers were not human. During training, they were beaten to death. They were all colleagues of the same generation, and there was no preferential treatment for girls. The number of times she was sent to the hospital during this period of time was also very real. Not a lot.

"Do you still need to ask this kind of question? Of course, it is to leave a lesson to such a bad student that he will remember for the rest of his life."

"What do you want to do?" Desley asked, suppressing the anticipation in her eyes.

"Well, let me think about it." Morea raised her hand and motioned the little girl not to quarrel with herself.

"Yes, the family recently sent me a star armor weapon, let me find a chance to test its power! It's better to hit the sun if you choose a day, let's try it with Victor!"

Morea made a fist with his left hand and smashed it on the palm of his right hand, with a smile on his face.

"What kind of armament?"

"A sniper rifle!" Morea reached out and made a move, and then a weapon nearly three meters long that could barely be called a gun appeared in his hand and was held by him with one hand.

"This is the latest test product. I heard that it can support the power of qi. I need to try it to know how it is, and I will make many improvements in the future!"

Morea began to reload the exaggeratedly large sniper gun with one hand.

"Are you going to hit Victor with this gun?" A teenager who was also trained looked at Morea in a stunned manner. Although it was not aimed at himself, he also felt a little flustered.

"Well, who knows where Victor's room is?" Morea, who had already loaded the bullet, pulled the bolt, pure white air poured out of his arms, and then merged into the firearm in his hand, Pour into the bullets inside.

According to the information he obtained, this gun and the matching bullets can accept the infusion of his qi and increase its power in a short period of time. Of course, he still needs to try it himself.

"At this point, Victor is sleeping, aren't you afraid of killing him directly?" Desley looked at Morea with an incredible look.

"It doesn't matter, he has been trained by me these days. If he is not vigilant, then he has been beaten so much by me." Morea waved his hand indifferently, and at the same time, took over another The position handed over by the student with a schadenfreude smile on his face began to estimate the coordinates of Victor.

"Wait a minute, I don't mind if you hit Victor, but there are other family members living in the building where he lives. You will accidentally hurt others."

"Then this will trouble you. Go and evacuate the other family members and servants around Victor's room. At that time, I will only damage the building, and I will not accidentally hurt other people."

Moreya looked at the student who gave his opinion with a gentle expression on his face. At the same time, he began to continuously adjust the scope that came with the firearm. The effective sniper distance of this sniper rifle is 3.6 kilometers, but he can't use it now. Victor was less than a kilometer away from him.

"Jeros, you're such a lunatic, you actually tried a gun with a family member." A little blond girl stood up and denounced Morea with a trembling voice.

"That's why I have to determine his location. I'll give him a warning with the first shot, and the second shot is really aimed at him, so that he won't be killed directly."

Morea explained it earnestly, and then began to urge the group of children, "then hurry up and evacuate the family members around Victor, I will start the looting in ten minutes."

...

Jingle Bell!

A piercing alarm rang from the dimly lit room, but soon an arm poked out of the thick blanket, grabbed the alarm clock, and squeezed it into a pile of scrap metal.

"It's so noisy!" The boy who was woken up by the alarm clock opened his eyes drowsily. After thinking for three or five seconds, he remembered that today seemed to be the day he was going to train, but he immediately remembered that he had vowed not to participate last night. train.

"The quilt is still comfortable. Anyway, my dad has already told the family, and I don't need to look at that guy's face. If I don't go today, what can he do to me? So let's sleep more!"

Vickers lay in the warm and comfortable bed, and after confirming everything, he closed his eyes comfortably. His great ability was when he was groggy and was about to fall asleep.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded in his ears, and then his bed began to vibrate violently...