Nelly couldn't take the news:

"The coach is dead! What happened?"

Ollie at the front desk shook her head:

"I heard that he met gangsters and was killed in the street."

Nelly looked at Ollie with some confusion. The coach had always been very good to her. Whether it was fighting or her views on society, he taught her without reservation.

He is obviously a very kind person, and this should not have happened to him.

Nelly gritted her teeth and asked:

"Do you know when Coach Snee's funeral is going to be?"

Ollie said:

"Just tonight, the boss is going to attend. If you want to go, you can ask the boss to take you with him."

Nelly looked at Ollie, who was also Snee's friend:

"Oli, aren't you going?"

She shook her head:

"No, I don't want to go."

Nelly took a deep breath and walked directly into the fighting gym.

Although she and Professor Snee were just ordinary friends, she felt very confused now for some reason.

After Wharton, apart from her studies, only the professor would chat with her. In her opinion, coming here to train and listening to the coach talk about his glorious past has become Nelly's daily routine.

Now there is an empty space in her daily life.

The thick sandbag is about two meters high.

She hit the sandbag with a straight punch.

Shaking slightly.

One punch, one punch, another punch!

Nelly kept exerting her physical strength. She did not hit the sandbag with all her strength, but controlled her strength to a level that could make her body slightly active.

She focused her attention on the sound made at the moment when her fist and the sandbag touched, and then let her mind gradually empty.

A warm feeling came from my waist.

It's the Ax of Mortavi.

Nelly felt that her spirit was getting more and more relaxed, she couldn't notice anything except the sound of punches, and her thinking speed became more and more sluggish.

Time is almost barred.

"Your fists are too closed," Snee said.

Nelly stopped and looked at the middle-aged man behind her:

"teacher."

Snee said:

"Every time you punch, I can feel you restraining your strength. It would be understandable if you only restrained in front of me.

"In my opinion, you don't want to use full force at any time.

"It's just that in this world, sometimes you only have one chance to punch. If you don't make the right decision when it's time to use force, then you will lose your life."

Nelly said:

"You said it's too serious, I'm just practicing casually."

Snee crossed his arms:

"No, what I said is true. When you have the ability to surpass others, you will naturally do things that ordinary people dare not try, and the danger is always there.

"There are many bad people in this world, and I have seen far more of the filthiness of this society than you.

"For example, do you really know me? After we have been together for so long, you should have a first impression of me. What do you think of me?"

Nelly said:

"A warm-hearted uncle who likes fighting and is a good person."

Snee said:

"Yes, this is the impression I left on people when I was in the fighting gym. But if I had a dispute with someone in private, I would probably knock him to the ground directly. But here, I can't do that, because you

is my guest.

"At home, in front of my wife and children, I have another face. They don't even know the specific process of my work, especially when I was young. The work I was doing at that time was far more dangerous than what I do now.

I often end up working with injuries.

"So I would deliberately stay outside for a while, or even a few days, until I camouflaged the wound to such an extent that it could not be discovered before I went back.

"I'm not a good person, Nelly. I've done a lot of bad things. Maybe in the dark corners that you don't know, I'm still committing crimes that your morality can't tolerate."

Nelly asked:

"Did you really do it?"

Snee was stunned for a moment, then laughed:

"I'm just making a metaphor, but if I am really a serial killer or something, can you really see me clearly? And what about those people who are stranger to you than me? What if they have any feelings for you?

When you are malicious and you hesitate, you are the one who will die."

Nelly said:

"But……"

Snee interrupted:

"If you suddenly found out that someone was going to kill you, would you kill him directly if you were sure?"

Nelly frowned.

Snee said:

"You won't. You will want to subdue him and ask him why he did it, whether he really wanted to hurt you, and whether he can be saved.

"No matter what happens, you will never kill me."

"But a criminal is a criminal, and the moment he wants to kill you, he deserves to die.

"Believe me, any kindness you show is irresponsible for your own life. You can't be sure that he won't do anything to you again.

"Human genes determine that we are not a cruel and ruthless race. We have a higher ability called empathy. When we see others being injured, we will feel their pain and suffer from it.

"Especially for fighters, we are not like gunmen. At the moment of killing, we will see all the expressions on the face of the deceased, including pain, fear, and begging.

"We will sympathize. This is human nature. Except for children with underdeveloped minds, Avengers, and people who have been brainwashed, all humans have the ability to empathize.

"You will hesitate because this is the advantage that our entire race has evolved over countless years."

"But sometimes an advantage turns into a disadvantage, and a fighter is someone who challenges his instincts. You need to raise your fist."

Nelly said:

"I prefer to believe that not everyone in this world deserves to die."

Snee shook his head:

"You're running away.

"Have you forgotten?"

Nelly said vigilantly:

"Forgot what?"

Snee leaned against the wall and said:

"Sometimes, even the people you know best betray you, remember? Ogden."

Nelly stared at Snee and asked:

"How did you know."

Si Nei smiled slightly:

"Because we are now in your brain, I am just a character in your hallucination, and what I just said to you is just something I have talked about with you before."

Nelly took two steps back:

"who are you?"

Snee said:

"It doesn't matter who I am, but what matters is the choice you have to make. Should you fight with all your strength to get what you deserve, or should you muddle along like you are now and lose to this reality."

Nelly looked around:

"Where are we? What do you want to do?"

Snee said disappointedly:

"I know everything about you, because I am you. I just borrowed the image of this person in my brain. You are not in a trance because you lost Snee, but because his disappearance reminded you of that day.

"The day your fate turned."

Nelly looked at Snee:

"Lost you? Aren't you still talking to me?"

Snee sighed:

"You're still the same as before.

"Unwilling to accept reality.
Chapter completed!