The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"But boss, I still don't understand." Daken argued, and people quickly evacuated the venue.

"Don't understand. You may be able to easily deal with the few guards on the field, but their government is not without people with special abilities. What if sentries are present?" Yan Luo said.

"What is a sentinel?" Daken asked.

"A very powerful guy. I have been scanning the auditorium, trying to find him, but the venue is too big. It is not easy to see him from the sea of ​​people." Yan Luo said.

"Maybe he didn't come?"

"Maybe."

After Daken withdrew, the situation stabilized. Some people in the audience left early because of the incident, but only a small part of them left. More people did not leave, but stayed to continue watching.

They obviously didn't realize that this seemingly ordinary event had an undercurrent.

Daredevil knelt on the ground, holding his kidney. His kidney was cut open during the battle. In addition, the battle consumed too much of his energy. He had been holding on and finally couldn't hold on.

"Do you want to call an ambulance?" Several staff members came forward to ask Daredevil, but Daredevil did not speak, his body curled up.

"Hey, how are you?" the staff asked again.

"I, I" Daredevil said nothing after all. Compared with his physical weakness, his mind was even more powerless.

With all his abilities, he understands that in this world filled with powerful people, he can only be a street hero at his level and fight against street gangsters.

"An ambulance must be called," the staff member said.

"Send him to the nearest medical facility."

After Daredevil was sent away, some cleaning staff began to come on stage to clean up the blood on the ground and the two bodies of the referee.

"Mad, that guy really hates me so much." The big man pushed Falcon Dragon and said, "Hey, are you asleep?"

"No." Hayabusa opened his eyes and said.

"Aren't you interested in the game at all?" the big man asked.

"I need to maintain enough energy." Falcon Dragon said.

Only when you have enough energy can you succeed with one blow. He knows that Bucky is not an ordinary person, and he must be fully prepared.

"What are you doing to gain enough energy?" the big man asked.

"Of course I will take over from you later. We protect the president together, right?" Hayabusa asked in return.

"Uh, yes." The big man scratched his head, "The duel on stage just now made my teeth itch with hatred. That claw man attacked the referee."

"Claw Man? Hmm" Hayabusa hummed and said no more.

"He escaped. He killed people in public. This is simply lawless. This is punishable by death!" said the big man.

"There are too many lawless people." Hayabusa said, "Do you look like me?"

"You are the bodyguard chosen by the president, of course not." The big man said, "Although I think you are more like a killer than a bodyguard, your eyes are similar."

"Have you seen the killer?" Hayabusa asked.

"Yes, I am a professional bodyguard. I was once hired to protect a company executive. I often dealt with killers, you see."

The big man said, rolling up his sleeves and showing Hayabusa the scars on his arms.

The scar was long and wide, obviously caused by a large sharp weapon.

"This is what was cut by the killer. At that time, I used the energy of the earth to cover my arm with a protective shield, but his weapon was too sharp and actually cut through my protection. If I hadn't stopped in a hurry, this The arm is gone." The big man said.

When Hayabusa heard this, he suddenly remembered something, and he looked at the big man's face again.

"I see," Hayabusa muttered.

"Why so?"

Hayabusa knew very well that he had met this big man a long time ago. That time he was hired by Kingpin to assassinate a company executive. At that time, he met a bodyguard who was this big man.

He still remembered that he was surprised that this big man's arm was not cut open by the killing sword.

"Nothing." Hayabusa said.

"You must have thought of something, right?" the big man asked, his eyes full of suspicion.

On the other hand, after the new referee entered the ring, the workers