The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

Seeing the Smiling Man stretching his hand in his direction, Yan Luo showed no intention of helping.

Are you not a superhero? Not dodging bullets? Why was he still shot down? You don't have this ability, but you keep taunting, confronting other people's one-armed soldiers, and seeking death like this. Who can blame you?

Moreover, Yan Luo doesn't want to help such a useless person.

I saw the one-armed soldier walking towards the crouched Smiling Man step by step, using his only right hand to grab the hand that Smiling Man stretched out to Yan Luo, and then with a strong force, he actually lifted Smiling Man up and swung it three times. , after letting go, Smiling Man flew straight out for more than ten meters. After landing, he rolled several times close to the ground.

"Tell me, who of you still thinks that he is right?" There was a look of madness in the eyes of the one-armed soldier, and no one dared to refute his words.

He nodded with satisfaction and said, "I have long said that staying here will be dangerous, and he is an example."

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the unconscious Smiling Man over there.

Yan Luo secretly laughed in his heart, "Then why did you beat him like that? The danger of staying is not the danger of staying. If the danger of staying is when you beat up your teammates, that's really a weird way of saying it."

"You're right, we really shouldn't stay." The red hat soldier spoke, just like a grasshopper, saying whichever side is stronger is right.

"Since you think I'm right, why didn't you come with me before?" When the one-armed soldier said this, his voice rose again.

"That, that's because I don't think we should be separated." The red hat soldier said.

"What now? Do you still think so?" The one-armed soldier took two steps forward and put his pistol against the red hat soldier's head.

"Stop, don't do this again, we are all our own people, why are we killing each other?" The bearded soldier next to him couldn't help it, and pointed his rifle at the one-armed soldier, trying to stop him.

"You don't want to kill each other, right?" The one-armed soldier tilted his head and stared straight at the bearded soldier, "But you don't want to kill each other, so why are you pointing the gun at me? What are you doing? What? Kill me?"

"No, no, I just hope that if you put down the gun, everything can be settled. Logan didn't say anything," the bearded soldier said.

"Then let me ask you, your purpose is not to kill each other, so if I shoot and kill Logan now, will you kill me?" the one-armed soldier asked slowly.

"You are really very ill. You are not this kind of person." The bearded soldier said anxiously.

"No, no, no, I've always been this kind of person."

Having said this, the one-armed soldier laughed evilly, and suddenly pulled the trigger. The trigger sounded, and the red hat soldier's pupils shrank violently. He knew that he would inevitably die.

There was a 'click', only the sound of the trigger being pulled, not the sound of the gun.

It turned out to be the one-armed soldier's large-caliber pistol, which was out of bullets.

The red hat soldier let out a loud breath, deflected the one-armed soldier's right arm, and then punched the one-armed soldier in the face with his left fist.

At the critical moment of life and death, his fist burst out with enough power to stagger the one-armed soldier with one punch, and then he hit another right punch. This punch was used as a supplementary punch, knocking the one-armed soldier down directly. land.

Then he rode on the one-armed soldier, and hit the one-armed soldier with fists like raindrops. The one-armed soldier only had one right arm, and could not fight with both hands with one fist. He was beaten by the red hat until he vomited blood.

"Stop, if you keep hitting him he will die." The bearded soldier quickly pulled the red hat soldier off the one-armed soldier.

The red hat soldier seemed to be tired from the fight, and he lay on the ground gasping for air.

This is undoubtedly a life and death fight. Whoever punches harder and faster will win.

"If I didn't beat him until he couldn't get up, how could he give up?" said the red hat soldier, "He usually bullies me, but now he has lost an arm, ha, I finally defeated him. "

At this time, two Chitauri walked out from behind the ruins. When they saw Yan Luo and others, their eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oops." Upon seeing this, Beard hurriedly raised his gun and pointed it at the Chitauri. Just as he was about to fire, his face was hit by a flying iron brick. He immediately fell over and blood surged from his nostrils.

The other two soldiers had no weapons. One of them pulled out his dagger and prepared to fight. The other ran to Beard's side and picked up Beard's rifle. However, as soon as the gun was picked up, the two Chitauri killed it. He fell down and struggled with him.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and soon, the soldier was beaten until his blood dripped with blood. However, the soldier holding the dagger stood there tremblingly, just watching. Not only did he not step forward to help, he even stepped back.

"Help me." The beaten soldier vomited blood and asked helplessly.

"I, I can't win." The soldier holding the dagger shed tears. He looked at Red Hat who had just stood up from the ground, and then at Yan Luo who was watching. "You two, help him!"

After saying this, he threw away the dagger, picked up the backpack on the ground and ran away.

It was obvious that he wanted to put the life and death of his companions at risk.

Yan Luo stood up, thinking that the quality of these so-called high-level government soldiers was so bad that he was speechless. He walked towards the two Chitauri step by step.

The two Chitauri were eating the soldier's corpse, but at this time they seemed to feel the danger, and they both stood up and faced Yan Luo.

They are rarely seen, and humans can be so relaxed when faced with them.

"He is already dead." Yan Luo looked at the soldier, whose throat had been bitten off, and he saw that he was dead. "This place is in ruins. You must be starving. Since you finally hunted a human, why?" Why don’t you continue eating?”

The two Chitauri stared at Yan Luo, observing Yan Luo's next move.

However, Yan Luo suddenly sat down on a thick steel pipe.

"Eat, I will sit here and keep a certain distance from you, so you can rest assured." Yan Luo said with a smile.

The red hat soldier took two steps back. When he saw Yan Luo actually talking to the monster, he was even more afraid of Yan Luo. He immediately rummaged through his backpack, took out the loaded large-caliber pistol, and took aim. Yan Luo turned his back to him.

"Kill him when he is not prepared?" the red hat soldier thought in his mind.

The two Chitauri were indeed starving. Seeing that Yan Luo was far away from them and made no next move, they leaned down and gnawed at the corpses of the soldiers in front of them like hungry tigers.

Just when they had just taken a few bites and were still not satisfied, the corpse suddenly exploded. At such a close distance, the impact of the explosion directly knocked them over. Blood covered their faces, and they could not see anything clearly. Rolling on the ground.

This is undoubtedly the effect of Yan Luo's manipulation of blood.

"Hahaha." Yan Luo laughed, "Have you ever seen an explosion of blood?"

When Yan Luo said the words 'have you seen him before', he turned his head back and looked at the red hat soldier with a smile.

The red hat soldier's heart sank. That smile looked like a devil at this moment. He quickly moved the muzzle of the gun aimed at Yan Luo slightly. Now it looked like it was aimed at the two Zetas. Like Rui people.

"I, I found a pistol and was about to help you kill them. I didn't expect you to have such magical powers and didn't need my help at all," the red hat soldier said to Yan Luo.