The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

"Who would work for free at your place? With my fighting skills, I will be able to find a good job if I take refuge in Los Angeles." Jin Jialan said, "My family's wealth is destroyed, so what? Do you think I can't survive?" Are you going down? Do you need to beg for your mercy?"

"Then you can do it yourself." Yan Luo said calmly.

After saying that, he passed by Jin Jiahuan.

"Wait." Jin Jiahuan turned around and called Yan Luo.

"Oh?" Yan Luo didn't look back, but tilted his head slightly to show that he was listening.

"Where is the safe place you mentioned?" Jin Jialan asked.

"You must have seen the news recently, right? There was a report about a giant alien spacecraft." Yan Luo said.

"Yes, you have seen it. Does that have anything to do with what I asked?" Jin Jialan seemed to have vaguely guessed something.

"Yes, that giant spaceship is my personal vehicle. It can accommodate at least one community of people. The safe place I mentioned is right there." Yan Luo said, "As you can see, the heroes failed to completely defeat the outside world." Attack by star monsters, those monsters lurking in the ruins will appear at any time to give you a fatal blow, well, I wish you can survive it."

"Wait, your place sounds good. Can I go to your place to take refuge first?" Jin Jialan began to whisper.

"You misunderstood, that is not a shelter. The moment you board the spacecraft, you are either one of my people or my prisoner." Yan Luo said, "If you choose, you must work for me forever."

"That's too much to bully." Jin Jialan said, "You, how did you get such a spaceship? Are you from the US government?"

Yan Luo ignored Jin Jialan, because there were two Chitauri riding strange motorcycles in front of him, charging toward Yan Luo.

It was too late, but it was too late. Yan Luo raised his foot and directly blocked the charging strange motorcycle. Then he stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the Chitauri's face and pulled him from the motorcycle. When he caught him, another Chitauri jumped off the motorcycle and slashed at Yan Luo's back with the steel knife in his hand.

With a 'clang' sound, the steel knife hit the ice shield that Yan Luo had arranged in advance. The Qitari used too much force, causing his hand to fail to grasp the handle of the knife. The steel knife came out, and Yan Luo took advantage of this. Shi threw the Chitauri he was holding back, causing the two Chitauri to collide.

Jin Jialan was watching in shock. He was a martial arts practitioner. He saw Yan Luo being stabbed in the back but was not injured at all. He couldn't believe his eyes.

However, what just shocked him was that Yan Luo took two steps forward, grabbed the two Chitauri one by one, and then collided again.

With a 'bang' sound, the two Chitauri exploded into blood, exploding in the air and splashing everywhere. Even Jin Jialan next to him was splashed with blood.

At this moment, Yan Luo's eyes were blood-red, and he looked like a blood-soaked demon. He was so terrifying that Jin Jialan sat down on the ground in fright.

Yan Luo looked at the blood all over his body and didn't know what happened just now. He originally just wanted the two Chitauri in his hands to collide, but he didn't expect that it would explode and turn into a pool of blood.

"What's the situation, a suicide bomb?" Yan Luo thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered the previous enhancement. He chose the Blood God Realm. Is this related to the Blood God Realm?

It was incredible that two living monsters exploded into a pool of blood.

"You, you" Jin Jiawan wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that the person in front of him would attack him.

Yan Luo's eyes gradually returned to normal in a few seconds and were no longer blood red.

"Why are you sitting on the ground? The ground is very cold." Yan Luo glanced at Jin Jialan and asked quietly.

"I, I know." Jin Jiahuan stood up again, "I, I'm just, me."

He was already incoherent. Yan Luo sighed. He ignored Jin Jialan, picked up the strange motorcycle on the ground, got on it, and rode away like an ordinary motorcycle.

He wants to find the remaining Chitauri mobs in the ruins of New York and kill them to obtain the arcane dust.

On the way, countless corpses passed by Yan Luo's eyes, including heroes and monsters. Yan Luo even saw Captain America, covered in blood, pressed under a steel pillar.

Captain America has his eyes closed and is motionless. He may be dead or comatose. No matter which case it is, it is not enough to make Yan Luo stop the motorcycle to check, because Yan Luo doesn't care.

The bodies of these heroes, whether they were comatose, dead, or seriously injured and paralyzed, all illustrate the tragedy of this battle, and they all illustrate that the battle between Yan Luo and the Hulk is just the 'tip of the iceberg' described in this battle.

For three consecutive days, Yan Luo went out early and returned late, hunting down the remaining Chitauri weirdos, these Chitauri. It seemed that they had been abandoned by their superiors and seemed to be abandoned on the earth.

Because one time Yan Luo saw a Chitauri picking up garbage in the ruins and eating it. He saw with his own eyes that the Chitauri put the leather shoe in his mouth, bit it, chewed it, and finally swallowed it.

Yan Luo asked him why he ate leather shoes. The Chitauri did not answer Yan Luo, but rushed towards Yan Luo.

In the end, Yan Luo killed the Chitauri and obtained 200 points of arcane dust.

From then on, Yan Luo recognized the status of these invaders. They were not terrible, on the contrary, they were pitiful. They obviously failed in this war. Although New York was reduced to ruins because of them, they were also Abandoned by this war, he became a homeless man without enough to eat.

Perhaps, only those Chitauri who preserved the aircraft could quickly leave the ruins and go to other cities to eat better food, but with their ugly faces, they would probably be wiped out directly.

On this day, Yan Luo still went out to hunt the remnants of Qitarui, but he heard the sound of helicopters flying in the sky. Looking up, six medium-sized helicopters were landing rapidly downwards.

Yan Luo had excellent eyesight and could clearly see the American flag pattern painted on the helicopter's fuselage.

"Could it be that the US government just sent six helicopters to clean up the mess? Or rescue survivors?"

Yan Luo was secretly sarcastic in his heart. The U.S. government was really well-calculated. It did not send any helicopters to rescue the day or even the next day, because the U.S. government knew that there were still many survivors at that time. If rescued, Not only the manpower and material resources that need to be mobilized are huge, but most of the people who need to be rescued are the old, weak, sick, disabled, or seriously injured useless people. Once these people are rescued, a large amount of the country's medical supplies and rations will be wasted.

Now, several days have passed since the end of the war. At this time, those with weak resistance and the injured, old, weak, sick and disabled are almost dead. Most of the survivors are those with strong physiques and strong resistance. Or superheroes with special abilities. For such survivors, the government sends helicopters to rescue them. Not to mention the amount of material resources that need to be mobilized, the people rescued are still useful people to the government.

From this moment on, Yan Luo had a new understanding of the US government's style.