Reborn in Marvel, I am Iron Man's son?

However, such a burst of energy also took a heavy toll on Li Qianhuan.

Mark didn't know how long she could hold out, so he didn't bother to hail a taxi and sped off towards the Clem neighborhood at full speed.

At his current speed, he's not much slower than a car traveling at full speed.

Moreover, he can take shortcuts at any time, so he can get home earlier than by car.

"What just happened! Was the other side using some new weapon?"

Outside the courtyard wall, Joe Morgan, still unsure of the situation inside, hurriedly shouted over the walkie-talkie, "Fourth Team, Fifth Team, Sixth Team, where are your men? Respond immediately if you hear me!"

But he received no response, only a buzzing electrical noise from the walkie-talkie.

"Boss! That woman is a monster! She's not human! All the brothers were killed by the fireworks she set off!"

Soon, people who had witnessed Li Qianhuan's actions outside the courtyard wall rushed over to report the situation inside to Joe Morgan.

At first, Joe Morgan was confused, but after hearing more reports from his subordinates, his expression changed drastically: "Could Li Zhan's daughter be a mutant?"

As the head of Los Angeles' largest gang, Joe Morgan also learned of the existence of mutants through some underground intelligence organizations, but he had never actually come into contact with them.

Before he sent people to deal with Li Zhan and his wife, he first sent people to investigate their family situation.

At the time, Li Qianhuan was just an ordinary person, only 13 years old.

I never expected that after two years, the other party would become a mutant and even master powerful mutant abilities!

"No! We must eliminate Li Zhan's daughter at all costs, otherwise, once she grows stronger, our Latin Gang will be finished!"

A great sense of crisis arose in Joe Morgan's heart, and he immediately ordered his men to continue the attack.

Despite their fear of Li Qianhuan's methods, the Latin gang members dared not disobey Joe Morgan's orders and had no choice but to bite the bullet and go along with it.

"Zizi..."

As soon as these people climbed over the wall, they were met with a plasma attack.

Some people were killed instantly by the explosion, while others who survived the blast were electrocuted.

"What's going on? Why are there fewer and fewer enemies?"

Michael, who was originally preparing to break through the encirclement with everyone, soon discovered that the number of enemies was decreasing significantly.

"Boss, I just saw that it was that little girl, Li Qianhuan, who fired the fireworks and killed all those gangsters!"

One of the bodyguards said in shock.

"I see! It seems Qianhuan's mutant abilities have improved again; she wasn't this powerful before!"

Michael looked enlightened.

Although Li Qianhuan had tried her best to avoid outsiders when she was training her mutant abilities, she had already been discovered by the ever-vigilant Michael.

Ordinary bodyguards might not know about the existence of mutants, but Captain Michael had already learned about their existence through company channels.

However, out of professional ethics, Michael did not tell anyone about it.

Since Li Qianhuan had demonstrated such formidable strength, Michael changed his plans accordingly.

"Temporarily cancel the retreat plan and remain in place to eliminate all invaders."

He gave the order over the walkie-talkie.

"Bang bang bang!"

The other bodyguards received orders and immediately continued firing to help Li Qianhuan kill the gang members who had scaled the wall into the courtyard.

Under the plasma attack controlled by Li Qianhuan, the gang members outside, though they rushed forward one after another, still could not cross the line and suffered heavy casualties!

However, her face began to turn pale, her body became weak, and her vision blurred.

Using mutant abilities consumes life energy and mental strength, and Li Qianhuan's untrained physique makes it difficult to sustain for too long.

Fortunately, the gang members outside were also on the verge of collapse.

"Boss! We can't keep fighting like this, let's retreat! The brothers have suffered too many casualties!"

Ansel pleaded anxiously with Joe Morgan.

He didn't know what was wrong with Joe Morgan, why he insisted on fighting this family to the death!

At this moment, Joe Morgan's face looked very grim.

These gang members weren't soldiers after all; they had been thoroughly terrified, and even if their boss forcefully ordered an attack, it was no use.

But he was unwilling to simply order a retreat.

Leaving aside the possibility of future retaliation from Li Qianhuan, he cannot bear the accountability from the Hand Association alone.

Just as Joe Morgan was hesitating, Mark finally arrived at the eastern entrance of the Clem neighborhood.

The nearby police station received the report and immediately rushed to the Clem neighborhood.

However, the intersection in the Clem neighborhood was blocked by various abandoned cars, roadblocks, and other objects, with gang members hiding behind it and firing shots in the shadows.

This meant that the police were too afraid to move the barriers, and they were forced to confront the gang members across the obstacles.

Mark didn't slow down at all; he leaped high into the air and did a somersault, jumping over the three or four wrecked cars blocking the intersection before disappearing into the darkness.

"Ah! What just passed by?"

"It looks...like a person?"

"Impossible! How could a person run that fast?"

"..."

Both the police and the gang members on the other side were somewhat bewildered and couldn't help but start discussing it amongst themselves.

"Was that Wyatt, the gang leader we just saw?"

As Mark traversed the obstacles, his exceptional eyesight allowed him to clearly spot the gang members lurking in the shadows.

The strong Mexican-American man leading the group was Wyatt, the leader of the Ironblood gang.

With both old and new grudges combined, Mark, having encountered the other party, was certainly not going to let him off so easily.

He moved forward quickly, taking out a fly monitor containing a nerve agent and flicking it in Wyatt's direction.

Chapter Sixty-Three Interrogation

"Whoosh!"

The fly monitor shot out like a bullet, hitting Wyatt in the neck.

Under Alice's control, the fly's lower mouthparts pierced his skin, injecting neurotoxin into his body.

"What is that..."

Wyatt felt a sharp pain in his neck and raised his hand to grab it.

But as soon as he raised his arm, he felt himself lose control of his body and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Boss!"

The Iron Blood Gang members around were shocked and quickly rushed over to check the situation.

But there were no visible injuries on Wyatt's body. His body twitched slightly, and he soon stopped breathing.

"Something terrible has happened! The boss is dead!"

The dozens of Ironblood gang members around them were immediately thrown into chaos.

"on!"

The police outside immediately seized the opportunity, sending riot police with shields forward, while the police behind them cleared the obstacles.

Mark had already reached the outside of his own yard and saw a group of gang members still locked in a standoff with the people inside.

Without pausing, he rushed straight into the crowd.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gang members along the way were thrown about as if they had been hit by a speeding car, screaming in agony.

"Hey, brothers, watch out!"

"What is this thing?!"

"..."

The gang members outside were immediately thrown into chaos.

"Bang bang bang!"

Some people were firing indiscriminately at Mark's figure.

But most of these people missed their target, and even when they were hit, Mark acted as if nothing had happened and didn't pause at all.

"This...this is yet another mutant?"

Joe Morgan looked at that unstoppable figure in the crowd and felt a chill run through him.

The person who came was clearly on the other side.

How can the Latin gang fight against two mutants at the same time?

"withdraw!"

Despite his reluctance, Joe Morgan ultimately gave the order to retreat.

The surrounding gang members were immediately relieved and scattered in panic.

They hurriedly boarded the car, van, and motorcycle they had used to get there and quickly fled the area.

"That man is Joe Morgan, the leader of the Latino gang?"

Mark had checked the other party's information, and his keen eyesight instantly locked onto Joe Morgan, who was getting into an armored car.

He turned and was about to rush forward and take him down!

"Woo-wah~ woo-wah~"

Just then, the piercing sound of police sirens began to approach.

It was clear that the police on the perimeter had finally cleared the obstacles and would be arriving soon.

Mark frowned.

He also wanted to extract information from Joe Morgan about the identity of the person behind him.

But now that we've subdued him, it won't be easy to break through the police encirclement with him.

After a moment's hesitation, Mark did not act immediately, but instead quickly chased after the car that Joe Morgan was in.

"Groups 8 and 9, go and lure the police away! Group 10, stay behind and stop the police from pursuing us."

Despite being surrounded and pursued by police, Joe Morgan calmly directed his gang members to break through the police encirclement and escape.

He wore a hood to cover his face throughout the entire operation, so as long as he leaves the scene tonight, the police will not be able to find any evidence to arrest him.

But he failed to complete the tasks assigned to him by the hand and the meeting tonight, leaving Joe Morgan unsure how to explain it to Mrs. Gosling.

Upon returning to the Latino gang's headquarters, Joe Morgan dispersed the more than 300 gang members who had escaped, and hid all the weapons and vehicles that had been taken out that night.

If these items cannot be found, even if the police know that the Latino gang was responsible for tonight's events, they cannot convict them.

After finishing all this, it was already dawn. Exhausted, Joe Morgan returned to his bedroom and prepared to go to bed.

But as soon as he lay down on the bed, a sharp dagger appeared at his neck.

Joe Morgan was startled; his first thought was that Madam Gosling had sent ninjas to demand an explanation.

But when he opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him clearly, he realized something was wrong: "Who...who are you?"

The person opposite was wearing a black coat and strange glasses; he was clearly not one of Madam Gao's ninjas.

Mark didn't answer; he simply reached up and took off the electromagnetic shock glasses from his face.

"It's you? Tony Stark's illegitimate son!"

Upon seeing Mark's face through the light from the window, Joe Morgan gasped in surprise.

He had seen Mark's file; the other person was just a 6-year-old child, whom he had never paid much attention to before.

Joe Morgan never expected that the other party would suddenly appear here and hold him hostage with a dagger.