The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"Don't you have anyone to take care of you?" Yan Luo asked.

"No." The old woman's voice sounded like she was about to swallow her breath at any time.

Yan Luo suddenly grabbed the old woman's hair and pulled hard.

The silver-white hair was completely torn off, revealing the black hair covered by it.

The old woman looked shocked and said, "Give me my hair back. Why are you pulling my hair? You bastard."

"Stop pretending." Yan Luo said calmly, "The fingerprints on your door and the footprints in front of your house all show that you do not live here alone, and"

As Yan Luo spoke, he sniffed the wig carefully, "The smell on this wig is very strange. My nose is more sensitive than ordinary people, and I have smelled it from the beginning. Have you ever dealt with drugs? "

"You" what the old woman wants to say.

"Also, the sound of your cough is very real. It's a pity not to be a voice actor. It's just that your acting skills are too exaggerated."

The old woman suddenly took out a pistol from her crotch and pointed it at Yan Luo's head.

With a 'bang' sound, the bullet bounced off the ice shell.

"This." The old woman was so surprised that her voice changed and turned into a male voice.

"You've finally been exposed." Yan Luo stared at the old woman coldly, "Your gang is in this room, right? They can come out now, I'm going to beat ten of them."

The old woman said no more, waved her hand, and slapped a bag of white powder at Yan Luo. Yan Luo raised his arm to block it, causing dust to fly everywhere.

Yan Luo didn't know what it was, but he reacted quickly and immediately judged that the powder might be poisonous, and immediately held his breath.

It should be noted that although the ice protection can block physical attacks, it has no blocking effect on gases.

With a 'bang' sound, the wooden door was closed tightly. Yan Luo was not willing to give up and kicked it over.

The force of this kick was more than a thousand pounds, and the wooden door broke with a sound. When Yan Luo rushed in, the drug dealer pretending to be an old woman was gone.

"People don't disappear suddenly for no reason." Yan Luo reminded himself, his mind spinning rapidly, "There must be a basement here."

Yan Luo groped around in the house, and finally he found an underground entrance under a wooden barrel.

Climbing down the ladder, it was pitch dark below.

Waiting, only waiting, Yan Luo was waiting for his eyes to adapt to the darkness. He took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket and dialed Frank's number.

"Come here quickly. I'm in the northwest. I kicked in the door of a house. That's it."

"Okay, I'll show you." Frank didn't finish his words because Yan Luo's cell phone was broken.

A bullet penetrated the entire fuselage.

The lights suddenly turned on, and the entire basement became brighter. This basement was larger than Yan Luo imagined.

Dozens of guns were aimed at Yan Luo, including rifles and pistols.

At this time, Yan Luo seemed to be surrounded by dozens of criminals.

Yan Luo noticed that the weirdo sitting on the chair farthest away from him was pointing a pistol at him. His pistol was different from others, with green smoke coming out of the muzzle.

This means that he fired the gun.

This man's outfit was very strange. He was wearing a blue tight-fitting suit and a blue hood. Only his eyes and mouth were exposed, which he used for seeing and talking.

He spoke, "My employer specifically told me that this batch of goods must not be lost. I must wait until the buyer comes, right?"

"I am." Yan Luo said.

"No, he's not." said the middle-aged man pretending to be an old woman.

"Then who is he?" The man in blue asked, blowing on his gun.

"He, he should, should be a detective." The middle-aged man replied.

Yan Luo calculated the distance to the man in blue. At this distance, in complete darkness, he could shoot his cell phone just by sound. If the other party's target was his cell phone, then it can be said that this kind of shooting technique is almost unique in the world. .

"Detective, it's interesting. I said, that detective, you know, now that you are here, you are already dead." The man in blue said with a smile.

"Then I'm so scared." Yan Luo's words were not entirely sarcastic. With so many guns pointed at him, it would be pretentious to say it was true.

Yan Luo has been through many battles, slaying Hydra, finishing Abominations, fighting the Destroyer, and Yan Luo has not been afraid in these battles.

It's not that Yan Luo is fearless, but that the passion for fighting overwhelms his instinctive fear of danger.

This is like a person being chased by zombies and running for his life. At this time, this person must be scared.

On the other hand, this person did not run for his life, but fought fiercely with the zombie, with adrenaline soaring, and when it was possible to win, at this time, this person must be fearless.

It is not that the brave are invincible, but that the invincible is brave.

The higher the skill, the bolder the person.

"Since you are afraid, why don't you kneel down?" the man in blue said, his tone full of ridicule.

"I don't know how to kneel down. You might as well kneel down and show me." Yan Luo said.

"You're not a reporter, are you? Tsk tsk, looking at your figure, you look like a thug." The man in blue smiled, "I'm not not giving you a chance to live, but let me ask you, do you want to live?"

"Of course." Yan Luo said.

"See, I have a playing card in my hand. I will use it to kill you. If you can prevent me from killing you with it, even if you win, you can walk out of here." The man in blue held a card in his hand. Zhang spade ace, said with an evil smile.

At this time, the other criminals present had their guns suppressed, and they no longer seemed to think Yan Luo was a threat.

"I agree, you can start." With that, Yan Luo pulled out the sword on his back, Ashbringer.

The man in blue smiled, flicked the poker card in his hand, and flew towards Yan Luo at an incredible speed.

Yan Luo didn't even have time to react before his neck was cut by the playing card. Fortunately, the ice shell that was covered in time blocked the playing card. Even so, a scratch appeared on the ice shell.

Yan Luo was shocked, this man could actually kill someone with playing cards.

"Who are you?" Yan Luo asked.

The man in blue stared at Yan Luo. He was more surprised than Yan Luo, surprised that he could not kill Yan Luo.

"Bullseye." The man in blue named Bullseye slowly said his code name, "Then who are you?"

"I am the president of the Heroes Association. Because I have killed countless people in my life, am bloodthirsty and cruel, and am good at controlling other people's lives. I am feared by both the good and the bad, so they all call me 'Yam Luo'."

Yan Luo said seriously, Bullseye became more and more confused as he listened, thinking that he had never heard of such a famous person.

"I see, I've been admiring you for a long time, and I've heard your name for a long time, so why are you here today?" Although Bullseye had never heard of Yan Luo, he didn't want to appear ignorant in front of everyone, so he pretended to already know.

"I have only one purpose here, not for your goods, not for you, but for these dozens of people." Yan Luo said, scanning the many criminals present.

"What do you want with these dozens of people?" Bullseye asked.

"Kill them dead." As soon as Yan Luo finished speaking, he took out the 'Fire Storm' that had been prepared. He had been secretly observing the number of people present. There were more than thirty people present. Plus Bullseye, he used There are only 2 copies of Flame Storm left in the inventory, which is definitely enough.

Bullseye's pupils shrank violently, and the flames were reflected in his pupils. People were swallowed by the sea of ​​fire, and screams floated in the heat wave.