The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

With a 'bang' sound, Yan Luo's pants burst open. The powerful leg muscles could not be accommodated by such tight pants.

Yan Luo only had 1400 dust left. He ignored the system's inquiry and said directly to the old man: "You said before that I can't make you surrender without defeating you, right?"

Yan Luo's tone told the old man that Yan Luo was no longer a prey, but a hunter.

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath and said, "Get ready to lead the battle."

The old man's lines had changed from preparing to "lead to death" to "lead to fight", and his momentum was much weaker.

After saying the words 'prepare to lead the battle', the old man did not strike at Yan Luo with his sword as he did at the beginning. Instead, he assumed a fighting stance, holding both swords, and cautiously stared at Yan Luo trying to find a flaw. .

Yan Luo picked up the blazing battle ax from the ground.

"This battle ax has become much lighter."

In fact, the ax was still very heavy, but the ax that Yan Luo had struggled to lift ten minutes ago now felt too light in comparison.

Yan Luo can now hold the blazing battle ax with only one hand.

The old man's whole body was tense and motionless. Yan Luo found that there was absolutely no flaw in the old man's posture.

"Why, is it my strong and beautiful legs that shattered your confidence in winning, old man?" Yan Luo turned on the taunting mode, trying to expose the old man's flaws.

Sure enough, the old man was provoked and his face became angry.

"I will chop off your legs, you rude fellow."

As the roaring old man stepped on the ground and jumped into the air, the big sword struck Yan Luo from mid-air.

Facing the aerial moves, Yan Luo moved his feet and moved five meters, thus avoiding the landing blow of the big sword.

"What?" The old man looked shocked. Not only was his serious attack fast enough, but it also had a huge coverage area. If you only took one or two steps away, you would still be hit by his subsequent attack.

But the old man never expected that Yan Luo could move five meters away in such a short period of time.

Just when the old man was surprised, Yan Luo hit the old man in the cheek with a high kick.

With a 'plop', the old man fell to the ground, with bright red blood coming out of his nose.

"You lost." Yan Luo said.

"I'm so old, I was distracted during the battle," the old man sighed.

Yan Luo looked at the old man and asked softly: "Are you dissatisfied because of this?"

"On the contrary, I want to thank you for your mercy. Being distracted during the battle is a low-level mistake. If you had just used your axe, I'm afraid I would have been killed and I won't be able to talk to you now."

The old man stood up, put the sword back into its sheath, and continued: "So, my life can be said to be yours, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay, let's go back to the card first." Yan Luo said and made a gesture. There was no obstacle this time. The old man turned into dots of blue light and condensed into the card again.

After putting the card in his pocket, Yan Luo lay down on the sofa. After experiencing two electric shocks, Yan Luo felt extremely dizzy at the moment and just wanted to sleep.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Yan Luo opened his eyes suddenly. He had a terrible nightmare last night, dreaming that he was struggling in unstoppable pain.

Thinking of yesterday's two enhancements, Yan Luo felt lingering fear.

"Fortunately, the pain does not cycle forever like in the dream."

After washing up, Yan Luo made a call for door-to-door furniture repair, and then began his exercise journey down the mountain. The mountain road had eighteen turns, and Yan Luo would run down the mountain with only his legs every time, because Yan Luo felt that this could exercise his endurance.

Today's Yan Luo was different from usual. It was like the wind was blowing under his feet, running wildly along the mountain road at a high speed of twenty meters per second.

This gave Yan Luo an idea.

"If I participate in the Olympics, I might win the championship."

What Yan Luo didn't notice was that the stone ground he stepped on and ran over all left footprints full of cracks one after another.

What a powerful stepping force, what a terrifying foot power.

At this moment, Yan Luo's cell phone vibrated strongly.

It was Tony Stark calling.

"Tony?"

"Yan Luo, let me tell you some news."

"what news?"

"Someone died."

"In this world, people die every day. Please tell me directly, what does this have to do with me." Yan Luo asked with a smile.

"Obadestan."

Yan Luo knew that Tony would definitely call him when he learned about Obadai's death, but he didn't expect the call to come so quickly.

"Is that all?"

"Did you kill him?" Tony suddenly asked.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"of course not."

After these words, there was silence on the other side of the phone, and Tony didn't reply for a long time.

Then the communication was disconnected.

There is no surveillance, no witnesses, and no evidence. No one can force the death of Obadiah to be placed on Yan Luo.

The city is still noisy.

Yan Luo chose a relatively quiet burger restaurant and prepared to have his morning meal.

The news of Obadestan's death was being broadcast on TV. In the news, a young man with an exaggerated expression was talking endlessly.

"Yes, I witnessed it. It's like this. Mr. Stan was very harsh on me. I was forced to work overtime that day. Then, that day, oh no, that night. Please, I was a little nervous. I had to organize my language well. Yes Yes, I will never forget that night. At first we were dining downstairs, and suddenly we heard Mr. Stan calling for help from upstairs. We hurried upstairs, and then my God, we heard Mr. Stan’s scream. I will never forget it in my dreams. At that sound, I also heard someone inside. We spent a lot of effort to cut the door open with a laser, and then I saw a scene that I will never forget. Mr. Star's head was bloody and bloody, and I saw stains on his face. It was full of blood and brains, and it was so deformed that I couldn’t even recognize it. It must have been done by the devil. I can only imagine how desperate Mr. Stan is. We can’t save him. It’s a pity.”

Looking at the incoherent man on the TV, Yan Luo smiled while chewing a hamburger and said in his heart: "Your Mr. Stan is good at everything, but the 6000 arcane dust reward for killing is a bit short. I thought there was a lot at the time, so Yu Du was so excited that he lost his temper."

"You see, young man, you have to be careful when you go out. The world is not peaceful."

The person who spoke was a gray-haired old lady who ran the burger restaurant and was also watching TV at this time.

"Yeah." Yan Luo responded and drank all the milk tea in the cup.

"Don't take it seriously. In this world, no place is safe."

The old lady wiped the counter with a rag and said while wiping: "The day before yesterday, a man came to my place for breakfast. He scared me. His skin would change color. In the end, he didn't pay. How dare I ask for it?" Money.”

"Will the skin change color?" Yan Luo asked.

"Yes, it turned green for a while, and then normal again. His expression was very painful and scary. Fortunately, he didn't do anything to me." The old lady said.

Yan Luo knew that in Marvel, there were only two humans whose skin could turn green.

At this moment, Yan Luo's cell phone rang.

"Hello, is this Mr. Yan Luo?"

"Yes."

"I'm a furniture repairman. You asked us to come to your home for repairs, but you don't seem to be at home?"

"My door is unlocked, you just go in and patch up the bed and floor." Yan Luo said.