Chapter 992 Jedi Escape

"what happened?"

Such a violent explosion, as well as vibration, instantly woke the boy who was about to fall asleep from the bed, the boy sat up, and then looked at his side in a daze.

Where's my nightstand? Where's my bookshelf? Where is my desk? And what about all the "learning" textbooks I've worked so hard to collect? What's wrong with it?

The young man stared blankly at the huge void around him. His bed, the floor on the left, the walls, and the ceiling were all missing a part. Even the edges of his bed were tattered, as if it had been affected by the explosion. .

Victor looked in front of him, then turned his head to look behind him. He was a little stunned to find that the building he was in was directly penetrated, and he happened to be on the edge of the hole.

"This kind of power, if it hit me, I'd be gone now!" Victor couldn't help thinking when he looked at the scary traces of destruction beside him.

Star Armor is very fragile when he is not armed with Star Armor. Of course, under the nourishment of the special energy contained in Star Armor, his physical quality is still far superior to that of ordinary people, but it still cannot change Star Armor. It's a crispy career fact.

"This kind of power has been bombarded by artillery shells!" Victor thought about the weapon that caused such damage, but he quickly reacted, "No, this is the domain of the Douglas family, who dares to attack here? "

Victor, who was still a little puzzled, suddenly felt a cold air coming from his tailbone, and then quickly spread to his whole body, making him shiver and his body couldn't help trembling slightly. .

Before he had time to think, Victor inspired his star armor and immediately completed the arming, and he had just put on the star armor, and a thick warhead with a white tail mark penetrated the wall in front of him and shot at him.

The brain didn't have time to think, Victor instinctively controlled all his external armaments, and placed energy shields one after another in front of him.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded in the building, and soon, the dilapidated building collapsed again, and in the fireworks of the explosion, a figure flew out of it and was blown out.

"Cough cough!"

Victor coughed dryly, stood up from the lawn of the manor, and felt the tingling sensation all over his body, especially the tingling pain in his abdomen and chest, and immediately judged the injury he suffered now.

A large area of ​​the body was slightly contused, and the internal organs were hit to a certain extent. The repair can be completed by lying in the medical cabin of the hospital for three to six hours, which is not a big problem.

Being a doctor after a long illness is the best portrayal of Victor's current state. He was injured more, and he knew how long it would take him to recover to full blood.

"Who is attacking me?" The boy who was attacked twice was looking for the attacker with some anger, and soon he saw the black-haired boy who was looking at him with a faint smile not far away. With an astonishingly large sniper...cannon?

"Jeros! Did you attack me just now?" Victor asked angrily towards Morea who was not far away, and at the same time he couldn't help but look behind him.

In the building behind him, a shockingly huge hole appeared. Such a huge gap is estimated to be the biggest damage to the manor since it was built.

"Why do you know why?" Morea pulled the bolt, loaded it again, and started aiming at Victor. "By the way, can you be hit by the bullet I fired? Tell me how you feel now."

"Do you know what you're doing now? Attacking a future core member of the Douglas family?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm punishing an inferior student who doesn't attend training on time according to the rights given by the family!" Morea picked up the sniper rifle in his hand again and aimed at Victor on the opposite side.

"Isn't attending training on time, that's why you attacked me?" Victor's face showed a look of anger, "Didn't I already tell you? I'm training soon, you are not qualified to be My instructor."

"Who told you? I haven't received any notification from the family. Also, when did you think you were qualified to participate in this training? Are you too naive?"

Morea looked at the naive critic on the opposite side, depressing the trigger again, and a brilliant white light bullet shot out of the gun barrel, dragging a white tail mark towards Victor.

"Jeros, are you still fighting?" Victor quickly summoned his star armor, and then launched a series of attacks to shoot the bullet, but before he got close to him, he blasted it into the air. , the aftermath of the explosion overturned a lawn, revealing the black soil below.

"The power of this gun is too bad, no way!" Seeing that this attack was blocked, Morea shook his head in disappointment, dissatisfied with the power.

"Haven't you received a notification from the family now?"

"You mean you don't have to take part in the training notice, sorry, there's really no such thing."

"How is that possible?" Victor's face showed a dull look. He remembered that his father had clearly said that he would communicate with the top of the family. Did something go wrong in the middle?

"But I did receive a call from a middle-aged man who claimed to be Bennett. He seemed to look a lot like you. Could it be your dad!"

"That's my dad's name." Victor gritted his teeth and replied with some difficulty, he had already sensed something bad.

"Oh, that's right, you know what he told me?"

"What did you say?"

"He told me to let me practice casually, as long as I can't kill it, I will kill it." Morea said with a smile, his father had let him kill him, so why would he be polite.

"Impossible, how could this be?" With Morea's words, Victor suddenly became messy and entered a state of confusion. He now has the idea of ​​wanting to go home and find his father for a paternity test. He wants to know if he is biological, and how can he treat his son like this.

"Why isn't it possible? That's what your father said to me. Well, come and train me honestly. As a punishment for your absence today, you will be the first to practice against me today." Morea put away her hands the firearms, and then greet the teenager who has doubted whether you are charging for the call.

"Brother, I think you need to report your behavior today to the housekeeper, otherwise, you will be in some trouble." Desley looked around at the family members who were evacuated from the buildings bombarded by Morea and began to remind he.

"Oh!"

Morea thought for a while, accepted the sister's suggestion, then took out her communicator and dialed Butler Pais' number, "Hey, is it Butler Pais? You should have noticed what just happened. Right? Call a construction team to come and repair it!"

"..." Butler Pais looked at Morea's calm face, and was immediately laughed out of anger, "You called me to tell me this?"

"Well, I accidentally blew a hole in the building in the manor in order to train the students, so now I ask you to send someone to repair it." Morea explained a little.

"Accidental?" Butler Pais suddenly felt a bit of a toothache, and the eldest young master is too shameless, does he really think he is blind?

"Master Genos, I must remind you to pay attention. You are attacking your own family's property. Please pay attention. This is a residential area, not a martial arts area."

"Well, since that is said, I will pay attention next time, but when the time comes, there will be only the war zone, but there is no living zone. I am letting them get used to it in advance."

"Master Geros, there is one more thing, I need to tell you, can the training method be a little more gentle, don't send people to the hospital every three days, in this case, some people in the family will treat you have an opinion."

"There are two opinions in three days, so how about I double the time and send them to the hospital every four or five days?"

"You..." Butler Pais stopped talking when he heard Moreya's words, "Training, you don't have to put people into the hospital."

"I'm letting them feel it in advance and let them learn to endure pain."

"Anyway, please slow down a little bit."

"I don't want you to see the results in a short period of time, so my method is a little crueler. If you are not in a hurry, I can reduce the difficulty of training."

...

The sun was setting, and in the blood-stained arena, Victor, whose hands and feet were all broken and broken, looked up at the sky expressionlessly, ignoring the pained groans around him, as well as some deliberately suppressed cursing, and let him enter the arena. paramedics examine his injuries.

"Your injury is so serious that you are going to be hospitalized again. You were only discharged yesterday, right? What happened? You had to be hospitalized for about three or five days before, so why is it so fast this time? Could it be that your strength has decreased? ?"

"I offended the instructor, that's all." Victor twitched the corners of his mouth, then turned to look at the little nurse beside him who was muttering.

"Then you are too miserable!" The little nurse's face showed sympathy. Then she couldn't help but look around, this vast arena was full of potholes, black and red bloodstains and broken star armor.

"Yeah, I'm so miserable!" Victor lay on the stretcher, looking up at the sky with slightly confused eyes. At this moment, he felt the torment of fate on him,

"No, I can't go on like this. If I keep practicing like this, even if I don't get killed by the demon Geros, I will be tortured and mad by him. Since I can't get rid of Geros through regular channels, I can only through unconventional methods."