The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Thor was stunned and said, "Of course not, why would I wear it if I have nothing to do?"

Yan Luo didn't say much anymore. Because the previous ice protection cracked when he fell from a high altitude, he immediately replaced himself with a new ice protection.

"Then you stay here."

The portal opened, and Yan Luo stepped in with one stride.

During the teleportation process, Yan Luo continued to observe the Punisher's situation in the shuttle tunnel. Now Yan Luo can suppress the dizziness during the teleportation process.

At this time, the Punisher was hiding behind the bunker, his clothes were ragged, and blood was oozing from his wounds.

He did not hold any powerful weapon, and only had a modified Browning pistol in his hand. It can be seen that the attack on him was really sudden this time, and he had no time to grab the heavy weapon.

As the opponent continued to bombard him with machine guns, the bunker protecting Frank had deformed. Under such intensive firepower, Frank could not raise his head to fight back.

But soon, the group felt that shooting like this was a complete waste of bullets. They had run out of bullets, so they stopped firing and outflanked Frank in two directions.

The only fire suppression at this time was the perverted weirdo's arm machine gun.

Frank saw the right moment, took out a blue grenade, and threw it towards the opposite side without looking.

This grenade was given to Frank by Yan Luo last time.

Frank threw the grenade when the fire suppression was at its lowest to avoid being blown up by the intensive firepower at the same time as the grenade was thrown.

With a 'bang' sound, the blue grenade exploded, and a blue electromagnetic storm quickly swept through all the surrounding objects. Street lights, stone slabs, and sand on the ground were all sucked to the center by this powerful blue magnetic field. Then smash.

Only then did Frank dare to get up and look, and then his expression was very surprised.

He was someone who had experienced strong winds and waves, so even though this grenade was extremely powerful, it wouldn't surprise him so much.

What surprised him was that the grenade didn't kill anyone. The fourteen opponents were standing there properly. The difference from before was that they were all naked and had no weapons in their hands.

All this was seen by Yan Luo in the teleportation tunnel, and Yan Luo was also very surprised. He was holding this grenade in the SHIELD arsenal at the time. Apparently, it was specially developed by SHIELD to use Used to disarm the enemy on a large scale.

But it's just a matter of sucking away the weapons. What kind of trouble would it be if all the clothes were sucked away? Are magnetic fields also effective on cloth and leather?

Looking at Frank's fourteen naked opponents on the projection screen, Yan Luo felt his eyes irritated. He just wanted the portal to teleport him to the right place quickly.

Just when Frank raised his weapon and wanted to cause a massacre, the man with the weird smile also raised his right arm. It seemed that the storm did not suck away the meat gun from his arm.

"I thought it was something, just taking off my clothes." The thick male voice came from the weirdo. As soon as the weirdo finished speaking, Frank shot.

"Bang" and "bang", several shots were fired in succession, and the weirdo's skin and flesh were torn apart. The weirdo was in pain, so he activated his right arm, and countless bullets were fired at Frank crazily.

How dare Frank, with his flesh and blood body, dare to confront the weirdo? He immediately dwarfed himself and hid behind the bunker.

He took out another thunder grenade from the package. At this moment, he wished that this grenade was a high-explosive grenade instead of this high-tech strip grenade.

At this moment, the portal opened again. Yan Luo was overjoyed and immediately stepped out of the portal as the tunnel tilted.

Yan Luo appeared behind the weirdo, and the naked villains had already dispersed and hid in small shops on the street in order not to sacrifice themselves.

Seeing that the strange man's back was turned to him, Yan Luo smiled slightly, stretched out his tongue and wrapped it around the strange man's neck, immobilizing the strange man so that he could not struggle. Then at the same second, he pulled out the Ashbringer and inserted it into the strange man's lower back.

Penetrated.

The sword body entered from the back waist and came out from the front abdomen. The intestines and stomach were covered with the red sword body, exuding a foul smell in the air.

The weirdo's laughter stopped suddenly. He groaned in pain and tried hard to break free. However, Yan Luo's tongue strangled his neck vigorously, and combined with the penetrating sword to firmly control the weirdo, the struggle was in vain. .

The weird man's neck oozed out stream after stream of blood, and the sharp barbs on his tongue had already scratched his flesh. With this amount of bleeding, if it continued for a while, he would probably not be able to survive.

Yan Luo wanted him to die, so he strangled him harder with his tongue. Except for his tongue, his hands did not stop, vigorously stirring the sword that was still in the weirdo's body, stirring up a very obvious blood in the weirdo's abdomen. hole.

The gangsters hiding in the store were stunned.

At this time, the weirdo's right arm suddenly deformed, from the shape of a machine gun to a blade, and slashed Yan Luo backwards.

‘Clang’ ‘Clang’, the weirdo slashed with all his strength, but due to the inconvenient position of being strangled by his tongue, the power was greatly reduced. Even Yan Luo’s ice protection could not be broken.

This lasted for about 6 seconds. Yan Luo's tongue tightened tighter and tighter. Finally, there was only a click. The cervical vertebrae in the weirdo's neck finally couldn't bear the huge force and broke. Because the skin and flesh were also cut off by the barbs, The whole head rolled to the ground.

He died with his eyes open, as if he could not rest in peace.

Frank saw all this.

"Your killing method is a bit too hard-core." Frank sighed, "You arrived just in time, and he still has some friends hiding in that store."

"Is your injury okay?" Yan Luo asked.

"You go and solve it, don't worry about me, I can still leave," Frank said, covering his abdomen. "Quick, don't let them escape."

At this time, the gang of weirdo boys had already come out of the store, and they were all running north with their buttocks naked.

"From the moment I got here, they couldn't run away."

Yan Luo took Frank's modified version of the Browning pistol and shot a total of 13 shots at the escaping weirdo boys. The bombardment of the pistol was like a furious beast, and the gunshots were heart-stirring.

At this time, he had cold eyes and a steady and strong hand holding the gun. He looked like a cold-blooded and ruthless sharpshooter.

Unfortunately not a single shot was hit.

"Sir, sir, where are you aiming this gun? I can aim more accurately than you with my eyes closed." Frank teased, his voice a little weak.

"I missed those thirteen shots just now, just to give them a chance to survive." Yan Luo's voice was calm and his expression remained unchanged, as if it was really intentional.

After saying that, he exerted his strength with both feet, smashed the ground and chased north.

Prey, the thirteen fleeing villains at this time were prey in Yan Luo's eyes, and each villain was like delicious arcane dust.

The ground collapsed under Yan Luo's full run, leaving behind one cracked footprint after another.

"monster."

At this time, Yan Luo was like a monster in a horror movie in the eyes of the thirteen escaped villains. The way Yan Luo tortured and killed their leader had left a deep impression on them.

Now Yan Luo's running speed was simply terrifying, and he was twenty feet shorter than them in just a few seconds.

The short legs of the villains were unable to escape Yan Luo. Realizing this, the thirteen people immediately fled in all directions. Each of them hoped that Yan Luo would chase the direction in which his companions fled. Everyone urgently needed companions. Make sacrifices to buy yourself time.

That is the survival instinct.