The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

The killer made all kinds of twists and turns and fled towards some alleys. This was of course to avoid attracting public attention.

This was exactly what Yan Luo meant. Soon, the distance between Yan Luo and the killer was less than three meters.

I saw Yan Luo exerting force with his feet, and his strengthened legs and feet instantly burst out with powerful force, hitting the ground, making his speed increase by three points out of thin air. He stretched out his hand again and immediately grabbed the killer's back. clothes.

The killer turned around deftly, used his arm to deflect Yan Luo's grasp, and then kicked Yan Luo in the abdomen.

Unexpectedly, Yan Luo was not pushed back by the kick. On the contrary, the killer lacked strength and the kick actually made his body unstable. Yan Luo saw the right opportunity, grabbed the killer's ankle, and directly killed the killer. Get up and hit the ground back and forth.

'bang' 'bang' 'bang'

The ground on both sides was shaken by the smashing, and cracks appeared one after another.

With the last move, Yan Luo flew the killer wheel directly, causing it to hit the stone wall.

This series of actions made everyone die, but he didn't expect that the killer was still alive. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took off his sunglasses, and stared at Yan Luo with a ferocious look.

"Are you ready to die?" the killer asked coldly.

Yan Luo was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the killer was so arrogant. Not only was he not dead, but he dared to talk to him like this. He said in confusion.

"I didn't do it well, what about you?"

The killer said nothing and pointed his pistol at Yan Luo.

‘Bang bang bang’ three consecutive shots, all bounced away by the ice shell.

"You, bullets can't hurt you?" The killer was a little surprised.

"Do you think I'm chasing you here alone and you can kill me with one shot?" Yan Luo asked with a smile.

The killer stared closely at Yan Luo, grabbed the sunglasses with his left hand, and suddenly swung forward, and the sunglasses drew a trajectory and hit him.

Facing the sunglasses that came at him, Yan Luo smashed the mirror into pieces with just one punch. At the same time, the killer pulled out the samurai sword on his back and rushed to Yan Luo.

With a 'clang' sound, Yan Luo was hit by a samurai sword on his left shoulder. Fortunately, the ice shell protected his body and the blade bounced away.

"Are you prepared to be bombed?" Yan Luo asked in a tone similar to the previous killer.

As he said that, he exerted force with his left leg, kicked up and hit the killer in the crotch.

"Ah!" The killer's face was twisted in pain, and he screamed like a slaughtered pig.

"Tell me, who sent you here, and how can you have this ability?"

Yan Luo looked at the killer kneeling in front of him and asked coldly.

"I am Japan's second killer, Hayato I"

"Okay, let's skip the nonsense about who you are and just say who sent you here?" Yan Luo said.

"I, do I still have a way to survive?" Hayato asked.

"Answer me a few questions, and then I will judge whether you are qualified to live." Yan Luo said coldly.

"Lord Kingpin hired me. That woman ruined his business." Hayato said, "I just use money to do things. I am a killer. That woman, she is bound to die."

"Okay, second question, where is Jin Bin?" Yan Luo asked.

"He lives in New York. I've met him, but he doesn't always live in the same place." Hayato said.

"The third question, what good things have you done?"

"I was hired to kill evil people." Hayato said.

"But he also killed a lot of good people, right?"

"I don't know, I just use money to do things." Hayato frowned and said nervously.

"I understand."

As soon as Yan Luo finished speaking, he pulled out the big sword 'Ashbringer' and chopped off Hayato's head.

Blood surged wildly in his sight.

Hayato's head was split in two, his wide-eyed eyes rolled to the ground, and his body changed from kneeling to lying down.

He died, and the midday sun shone on his body, witnessing the death of the self-proclaimed second killer in Japan.

Yan Luo picked up half of the bleeding head and returned to the original route.

When Yan Luo returned to Catwoman's house, he found that only the body of Black Cat's mother was left on the ground.

The black cat is gone.

The first thing Yan Luo thought was that the black cat was chasing the murderer.

Then I thought about it again and realized something was wrong.

Logically speaking, Black Cat's speed is not much slower than mine. In addition, she is a professional thief, and he did not encounter her when he returned. Could it be that this thief could even follow the wrong traces?

When I was running, I had left obvious enough traces on the ground. Even if I was just an ordinary person, I shouldn't be unable to track them. Logically, I should have met.

Is she in danger? Is there more than one killer and a back-up plan?

Or did she skip the killer and plan to go directly to Kingpin to settle the score?

Yan Luo squinted his eyes and observed the surrounding scene, trying to find any clues.

"Sure enough." Yan Luo found a special footprint on the ground. In addition, there were handprints on the wall.

So now there are two possibilities. One possibility is that the black cat is outmatched and is knocked unconscious and captured. The second possibility is that the opponent is outmatched and wants to escape, and the black cat chases him.

Yan Luo threw half of Hayato's head on the floor and started tracking along his tracks.

The tracking went smoothly at first, but when we got to the street, the footprints on the ground began to get mixed up. It was really difficult to distinguish the killer's footprints from all kinds of footprints.

Fortunately, Yan Luo has strong observation skills, and he always finds a way out of doubts, and finds new clues when the clues are about to be broken.

Repeatedly, he finally came to a casino.

Since it was still some time before night, there were not many gamblers in the casino, only two or three young people playing cards.

Yan Luo was very sure that that special footprint walked into the casino. He immediately walked up to the three young people. He patted one of the long-haired young people on the shoulder and asked, "Did you see a man walking away?" Come in here? He might be holding a woman, or carrying a sack with a person inside?"

"Take your dirty hands away." The long-haired young man said coldly, without even looking at Yan Luo.

Yan Luo took a look at his hands. They were indeed dirty. Not only were they dirty, but they were also fishy, ​​because part of the blood of the so-called second killer in Japan had been splashed on his hands.

He smiled, took his hand off her shoulder and continued to ask.

"Well, little brother, I just want to ask, this matter is very important, I hope you"

"Get away and don't interfere with my playing cards, okay?" the long-haired young man wrote lightly. Although his tone was calm, it gave people a feeling of 'if you don't do what I say, the consequences will be serious'.

The other two card players laughed, one of them said.

"I advise you not to mess with him. He lost a lot today, and he is probably looking for a punching bag. Also, you must not disturb us when we play cards. If you must, seeing that you have a lot of money, why not sit down? How about we come down and play together?”

The long-haired young man from before turned his gaze to Yan Luo's face and said coldly: "You can play without a big pocket, how about using your tongue as a bet?"