The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"Of course, life is going well." Simmons said. She tried to look directly at Yan Luo with her eyes to appear less guilty and scared.

Yan Luo stared into her eyes and asked, "Yes, I am living very comfortably, so comfortable that I want to cause trouble, right?"

"Um, I don't know what you mean, bss." Simmons pretended to know nothing.

"Do you think you succeeded?" Yan Luo asked.

"What success?"

"Do you think Falcon Dragon died as you wished?" Yan Luo asked again.

"Is Hayabusa dead? Oh, I really don't know what you mean," Simmons said.

With her heart beating violently, Simmons understood that she could only endure and persevere until that day came.

That day refers to the day Fitz built the S-type armor.

"I heard that you killed gods. Killing gods is really powerful. Do you really think I don't know anything?" Yan Luo smiled, "Do you think I can't detect the abnormality in your vision?"

"I, I didn't do anything wrong, boss, I really don't know what you are talking about." Simmons said calmly, "You might as well just say it, I'm confused now."

"You know, my ears are very good." Yan Luo pointed to his ears.

Simmons really didn't understand now. Why did Yan Luo suddenly mention him as someone with extraordinary powers?

"I, I know." Simmons said, "Bss, if you have anything, just tell me and I'll see if I can share the burden for you."

"Excellent hearing means that even the slightest sound cannot escape my ears, let alone your violent heartbeat?" Yan Luo said.

"This person has a heartbeat. Faced with your personal summons, boss, I am very excited. Of course my heartbeat can beat." Simmons said, "Is there any problem with this?"

Yan Luo thought that Simmons was really tough-talking, and immediately smiled, "No problem, this is a good excuse."

"Then can I go back?" Simmons said, "You know, Fitz's suit work cannot be done without me, and I need to be responsible for a small part of it."

"What if I say you can't go back?" Yan Luo said.

Simmons was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Then do you have any orders?"

"Falcon Dragon was drugged, and you were the only one who had the chance to do anything to him." Yan Luo said, "Do you have any explanation?"

"I really don't know, how about Hayabusa, it's none of my business, I just do my job." Simmons said.

"You really want him to die, right? You have enough motives." Yan Luo said lightly.

"Please don't talk nonsense." Simmons gritted his teeth, "How could I hope?"

"No matter what." Yan Luo interrupted Simmons, "If you do something wrong, you should pay the price you deserve. The price you should pay is heavy, but I want to give you a chance out of good intentions. If you If you confess, you and Fitz will live, otherwise, I will torture you to death, do you really not consider confessing?"

Simmons' shoulders trembled slightly. Did Yan Luo really know something? What should I do if that's the case? Fitz, and I, are all going to be screwed, Simmons thought.

The fight with Hercules replayed in Simmons' mind, and she knew that this was where all the opportunities lay.

Rather than being restrained directly, it is better to take advantage of the fact that you still have the ability to act.

Thinking of this, Simmons suddenly looked behind Yan Luo with wide eyes, made a panic expression, and at the same time stretched his hands to nn at his waist.

Yan Luo was seduced by Simmons' eyes, thinking that there was really a sneak attacker behind his office, so he looked back.

Nothing.

It wasn't that Yan Luo didn't think it was a trick and was deceived by Simmons' fake move, but that Yan Luo never took Simmons seriously and thought it wouldn't hurt to turn around and look.

What if there really is an invisible killer lurking in the spaceship?

But obviously not. This was Simmons' trick. Nann had already aimed at Yan Luo who turned his head and opened fire.

Of course, Yan Luo had observed this kind of thing when Simmons entered the room, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Because nn is just a self-defense weapon, its killing ability is lower than the traditional n.