The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Ward frowned and said, "You know a lot."

"What's your answer?" Green smiled.

"In my opinion, Hydra has long ceased to exist." Ward said, "Now, I just want to survive and see what the world will be like in the future."

"Stop talking about those distant things, tell me now, what do you think of Griff." Green changed the subject.

"He is strong on the outside and hard on the inside, easy to provoke. He is actually not suitable to lead this camp." Ward said, "You are suitable."

"What about you? Don't you think you are a very capable person?" Green smiled.

Ward smiled: "Even if I had the ability but no money, no one would be willing to let me lead. Before all this happened, I never thought about how necessary a lot of money is for survival. To be honest, I am now We need a lot of money, or in other words, a huge sum of money..."

Just then, the lights in front came on.

The police sergeant crouched in front holding a bulletproof shield, and there were several police officers hiding in bunkers around him. Behind the wooden house, each of them was holding an iron rod.

"Green, are you back for revenge?" the police sergeant shouted loudly, pointing his pistol at Green.

This scene was unexpected by Green. He had already guessed that the gunshot would alert the police chief, who would lead people to ask questions, and he had already thought of a reply.

"What kind of hatred does it mean that Grif killed me with one shot? That's just a matter between him and Grif." Green said, "I came to confront Randy. He conspired with others to kidnap my sister. You Look, she was knocked unconscious."

Seeing that Green did not pull out the gun on his waist, the sergeant breathed a sigh of relief. He did not know that Green's gun was out of bullets. With a wave of his hand, the police officers hiding behind the bunker came out, but he still did not put down the pistol in his hand.

Green noticed that there were five police officers, and two of them had fear on their faces, because those two people had witnessed Green being shot in the head by Griff.

"Green, let me ask you why you are still alive." The police chief asked, "Didn't that bullet... penetrate your head? Grieve's pistol... I remember that it was powerful enough..."

"Don't ask, my scalp is made of iron." Green said, "You know who I was before the end of the world. I have been fighting with people all year round, so it is not surprising that I have undergone some human modifications on myself."

"But... okay, Green, does the pistol on your waist belong to Griff? Now..."

"Already dead." Green said calmly.

It is normal for a person to kill another person and accidentally kill him. However, even though everyone had already had psychological expectations, they still looked shocked when they heard that Griff was dead. The only expression was different. The only thing that has changed is Ward.

"Then, what are you going to do now..." The sergeant nervously pressed his finger against the trigger.

"Sheriff, I don't intend to hurt you. You should have seen with your own eyes that Grif also shot at me. As a result, Grif died. Don't let something like this happen again."

Green's warning was extremely lethal, and sure enough, the sergeant hesitantly put down his gun.

"I, I know, you are definitely not looking for trouble when you hold your sister," the police chief said, "but I heard gunshots before."

The Sheriff turned his attention to Ward and the fat man in blue who were supporting each other.

"I aimed at the legs," Green said, "because they knocked Lindsay unconscious and took away Lindsay without saying a word. By the way, besides these two, there were two other people who escaped."

"Run away," Ward said. "They're not here."

"Okay, Green, as long as you are normal...you are still welcome in this camp." The Sheriff said, "It's just that it's so late now. Should everyone go back to their houses to rest?"

"Chief, are you confused? My sister's matter has not been dealt with yet. She was kidnapped by your people." Green reminded.

"Oh yes, of course I know, I just... I will deal with them, I will punish them." The police chief glared at the fat man in blue, "Give me what the hell happened. "Account"

Just as the fat man in blue was about to speak, Ward squeezed him.

"Let me tell you, he can't explain clearly." Ward said, "The matter is very simple. Wasn't Randy kidnapped before? Of course he was unhappy and wanted to reprimand Green's sister, so he asked us for help. It's that simple. "

The police chief looked angry after hearing this: "What are you talking about? Randy asked you to knock a girl unconscious. What kind of character does she have? I know best that you guys secretly kidnapped Green's sister, right?"

"Sir, has Randy been kidnapped before except this time?" Ward asked.

"No, why are you asking?" The police chief stared at Ward.

Ward looked at the police chief: "So you have no idea how your nephew felt after he was kidnapped. He wanted to scold him to vent his anger. This is human nature. What's more, he didn't plan to retaliate, he just wanted to scold him."

The Sheriff lowered his eyes and wrinkled his nose, "Damn, too many things happened today, my mind is very tired, I...can we solve it tomorrow?"

"No problem." Ward nodded.

"No." Green categorically rejected, "Just today."

If Ward delays it until tomorrow, he will most likely try to collude with Randy to make the testimony consistent, so that Green will not be able to tell whether these people really did something evil to his sister, or whether they were just kidnapped and reprimanded.

Therefore, delaying the resolution of this matter may be beneficial to some people, but it is definitely not beneficial to Green.

A tough-looking police officer stood up and pointed at Green's nose: "Green, who do you think you are? Did you consider yourself the boss after you killed Grif? It's night now, it's rest time, you let us A bunch of people will play house with you."

These words were extremely unpleasant to hear, and Green frowned.

The Sheriff saw that the situation was not going well. He didn't want a rough guy under his command to ignite the flames of war. Life was difficult enough, let alone...

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the only one who can serve as the leader of the camp right now is Green. Maybe in the future Green will really be the boss of Camp Greif.

How can I offend this?

The police chief turned around and gave the police officer a violent shudder.

"Shut up Jess, since when have you ever had the right to interrupt?"

Jace was dissatisfied. He was simple-minded and just thought that the Green in front of him was obviously a murderer. He killed Grif but was still protected by the police chief. He didn't think much about other complicated things.

"Okay, then don't ask me to support you in the middle of the night again."

Jess snarled back, turned around and left.

"You..." The police chief was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Ward looked at Green, "Mr. Green, I apologize again for what happened to your sister. Even though Randy just wanted to reprimand me, the method I used was indeed wrong. It's just that it's too late today. Why don't you shoot me another one?" Legs, and then when your sister wakes up, I will apologize to her in person, okay?"

Green turned his head and met Ward's eyes. Ward's eyes were very sincere and without any hypocrisy.

But can the eyes tell everything?

Green took a deep breath and judged whether a person was lying through his eyes. Most of the time, it was reliable, unless the other person's acting skills were very good.

And Ward is a top-notch spy. As a member of Hydra, he has been lurking in SHIELD for so long without being discovered by Phil Coulson, an old man. This shows that his acting skills and expression control are flawless. of.

In other words, Grant Ward's sincere gaze may just be staged, and even Green can't tell it apart. This is what's scary about him.

"Chief, if you have a headache, you don't have to worry about it here. You can just go home and have a good sleep." Green waved his hand and said, "I just need this fat man and Ward to stay and go with me. Randy’s house.”

The Sheriff frowned and thought for a few seconds: "Green, I'll settle this matter with you."

The sergeant then turned and gestured to the officers.

"You all go home." After dismissing all the police officers, the chief took a deep breath and said, "Let's go."

Passing Dr. Strange's house on the way, Green saw Strange squatting outside the house. When Strange saw Green and others, he stood up and asked, "I thought I heard a gunshot just now. Is your sister..."

The police chief greeted Strange: "It's okay, doctor, a bastard broke into our camp. I have already shot him. Green's sister was knocked unconscious by that bastard."

After the police chief finished speaking, he turned his attention to Green and changed the subject: "Um, by the way Green, I remember your brother is in there."

Green nodded, stopped and asked, "Doctor Strange, how is my brother?"

"I have said before that it is extremely easy. Do you remember?" Strange's face was filled with the pride of a legendary doctor. "For me, this is no small operation, even here." Under this harsh environment, I still connected the nerve tissue of his broken arm, and now only the follow-up rehabilitation work remains."

"Thank you." Green said with sincere gratitude.

"Um... By the way, where's Griff?" Strange looked at the Sheriff.

"Um..." The police chief frowned, "Do you know what happened?"

Strange lives in the northwest of the camp. This area is close to the police officers. It is normal for news to spread quickly.

"What do you know?" Strange looked confused, "I only know that the two assistants did not come to work today. Yes, the people Griff gave are not good. Their medical knowledge is shallow and they are unwilling to listen to the instructions. I I have to replace people, and one of the test instruments has broken down a long time ago. He promised to pay for the maintenance of the equipment, but he has not called me the money to buy a new one. I have to pay for it myself, but this time I have Money comes out, but next time I am worried about our medical development."

The Sheriff touched his nose: "That's right. Grif told me that he didn't have much money to invest in this area. Winter is harder than expected. There are fewer animals in the forest. For food, he only relies on harvesting. The little food he has cannot guarantee that the camp can survive the winter. He recently planned to invest a sum of money to trade food with the Kesen camp in the south, but now he..."

"What's up with him"

"died."

"How did you die?" Strange asked.

"Um..." The police chief glanced sideways at Green, then looked at Strange and said, "Accidental death. It seems to be a heart attack. He died so quickly that he didn't have time to send you here."

"Here's what I'm most worried about. Some of you pay him monthly residence fees. These fees are used to centralize funds to manage the camp. And we all hope that he can spend money from his personal account to make the camp better. , this was also his promise to become the camp manager, but after so long, I suspect that he not only failed to pay for it, but also made money, and finally died with his money." Strange sat down at the workbench on the chair.

Did Grieve die with his money? I'm afraid not. At least Green got $10 million from him openly before his death.

"Don't worry, Doctor Strange." Green smiled, "Next time the equipment breaks down, you can come to me."

Strange raised his head and looked at Green: "Thanks, but that's a big expense."

Green smiled gently and said it didn't matter.

This is not an unrequited act of kindness. Now that Boss Grif is dead, the most important thing is to gain support and win people's hearts, so that Green and his relatives can live a more stable and safe life in the camp.

"Haha, Green, I knew you were a good person." The Sheriff patted Green on the back. He was very happy that Greenen provided the money.

The Sheriff knew that Grif was dead. If Green ignored this camp, the probability of its collapse would be greatly increased, because a large amount of liquidity is very important for the management and maintenance of a camp.

"Good man" Ward's mouth curled up slightly, his voice low and inaudible.

"Haha, Green, actually from the day you came here, I knew that you were more suitable to be a leader than Grif." The Sheriff took advantage of the situation and said, "You kidnapped Randy before, and I was dissatisfied with you. But now I think you have no choice. You have taken care of me and my nephew before. If I hold a grudge because of this incident, how petty would I be? So... How about it, Green, I will leave this camp to you from now on. We all heard that you sent you to replace Griff. I believe no one will have any objection."

To the Sheriff and most people in this camp, it was better for Green to replace Griff than for anyone to replace Griff.

And this is also beneficial to Green. If the people in a camp are all his own people, then whether he or his relatives live here, it will be safer. Although it is not absolutely safe, it will not become more dangerous.

The price is to pay, but in fact it is not much, because Green understands this aspect, and the owner of a camp often has a better chance of making money.

It's a win-win.

"Brother..." Suddenly, Lindsay, who was in Green's arms, opened her eyes. Her eyes were as soft and clear as water, "I had a terrible dream."

Green's heart moved, and he felt that his sister's dream might have some clues. So far, where the black cat went is still a mystery. Maybe this dream...

"Lindsay, what were you dreaming about?" Green asked with a little hope.

Lindsay blinked, and then a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye: "Iai Batojutsu... Wow, I dreamed... I forgot all nine of the ten Iai styles. It was such a terrible dream."

"Well..."

Green was a little helpless. What kind of nightmare was this? He forgot the sword moves and even dreamed about how to use the sword.

"My brother saved me..."

"Ah."

"Then~ how long are you going to hold me, brother? Let me down now~"

Green slowly bowed, making Lindsay's toes touch the ground. Lindsay straightened her back. In an instant, a sharp white light flashed in front of Green's eyes like a white rainbow. The next second, Green found that a sword had been placed on the ground. Next to Ward's neck.

Ward's pupils shrank violently. Lindsay's sword-drawing action just now was too fast, which coincided with the secret of Iai's sword-drawing technique. He was shot in the leg and couldn't dodge.

The blade was only an inch away from the main artery in his neck.

The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic