The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Yan Luo smiled and said, "There's no need to destroy it."

"President, can you tell me why?" Ines looked puzzled, "Although the president is very powerful, you should always be careful."

"Destroying it is just a waste of energy and no benefit. It's better to use the trick and make a fortune from this activity." Yan Luo said with a smile.

"Has the president taken a fancy to its high bonus?" Ines asked.

"No, of course not. Although the bonus is high, how could I be impressed by it?" Yan Luo said, thinking for a moment, "But the more funds we have, the better. This is just one aspect. The important thing is , we can show our strength in this competition and incite more people to join us."

"That's what the president said."

"I believe there will be some lawless people who will appear in that competition for the prize money, and recruiting them is an important task." Yan Luo said, "At that time, we can attack the prestige of the US government and criticize Bucky. "

"Are we going to openly oppose the government?" Ines asked.

"Yes, we want to reveal it to the world. Now that I have the power gem and energy release, the combination of the two should be able to stabilize the situation." Yan Luo said.

"President, don't you have a mind gem on your glove?" Ines asked, "It's very powerful, can you use it, President?"

Yan Luo raised his arm, looked helplessly at the yellow mind gem inlaid on the glove, and sighed: "This thing cannot be connected to my mind. Only the power gem is connected to my mind. I know how to use my consciousness." Go use it, but not the Mind Stone."

"Well, it doesn't matter. Isn't the effect of mental control similar to it? It's okay without it." Ines said.

Yan Luo nodded, thinking that mind control consumes both energy and arcane dust after all. If the Mind Stone can be used, the Mind Stone will naturally be given priority.

"If it's four days later, let's leave now."

In the most prosperous square in Chicago, the U.S. government built a several-hundred-meter arena, which was surrounded by auditoriums built heavily by the organizers.

At this moment, four days later, the auditorium is crowded with people. There are not many Americans. Especially after the Battle of New York, the number of residents has dropped sharply. However, under such circumstances, the auditorium today is actually filled with densely packed spectators. This shows how heavily promoted this competition is.

Everyone knows that the game will start at noon today.

Hayabusa stared at the gap in the killing sword. He was quietly waiting for the start of the game in the distance. He had the task of capturing Bucky alone while the game was going on. This was part of a plan to severely damage the government.

"Are you nervous?"

Hercules asked from the side.

"No, the most taboo thing for killers is nervousness." Hayabusa replied.

"It doesn't matter. It's normal to be nervous. After all, your mission is much more important than ours." Hercules said.

"I'm calm," Hayabusa said.

"That's good, because you are the best at silent action, so you are the one to complete it, and my task is probably just acting." Hercules said.

"No, you have to fight seriously." Hayabusa said, "The boss has told you that only by showing stronger strength will the sensation you cause in the end be greater. By the end of the show, you can attract more people. , causing a bigger disturbance."

"Yes." Hercules nodded.

"Do it seriously, it's the same for me, and it's the same for you. No one's task is more important, we are all important." Hayabusa said.

"I know, I know." Hercules smiled, "You don't think I'm going to be lazy, do you?"

"I don't know you completely, but in my impression you are not that kind of person." Hayabusa said.

"You are Japanese, why don't you live in Japan?" Hercules asked.

Hayabusa stared at the tip of the sword, his brows tightened, sadness revealed in his eyes.

"People who have no relatives live the same life wherever they are."

After he finished speaking, he put the sword back into the scabbard and pulled it out again, as if testing the speed of drawing the sword.

"Before you met Yan Luo, you