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Thomas said something to Colin beside him, and then lifted a heavy alloy shield weighing three or four tons with one hand.

Kieran and Nathan are now being held back by the 10 gang members, and Thomas is no longer afraid.

He held the large shield up to protect his entire body and then rushed into the bank.

Despite Thomas's near-total defeat against Mark, it's clear he was completely overwhelmed.

But when faced with ordinary people, Thomas, who possesses physical enhancement abilities, is a complete monster!

"Fire! Focus fire on him!"

Upon seeing Thomas charging towards them wielding a giant shield, the security captain immediately gave orders.

More than a dozen guns of various kinds were aimed at Thomas as he charged forward and the triggers were pulled.

"Bang bang bang..."

The gunfire struck the giant shield in Thomas's hand, only slightly slowing him down and causing him no harm.

Thomas's face already showed a sinister smile, and he could already imagine the scene of him rushing over and tearing all these security guards to shreds!

He didn't dare to directly attack Mark, but destroying his businesses and killing his company's security personnel would be a way to collect some interest.

At this moment, he had forgotten that if Mark hadn't taken him in, he, Brian, and Ivy would have been captured by those underground organizations long ago.

Just as Thomas was about to rush through the bank's gate, Mark, who had been standing on the rooftop, finally moved.

He leaped from the rooftop and landed heavily diagonally on the shield Thomas was holding.

"boom!"

Thomas felt as if he had suddenly crashed into a giant mountain, and then he and his shield were sent flying backward.

He dropped the shield he was holding, and fell backward more than ten meters away.

"You, you are..."

Thomas looked at Mark, who had suddenly appeared, with a look of horror on his face.

Mark wore electromagnetic pulse glasses, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

But the terrifying power he unleashed, along with his familiar height, immediately made Thomas recognize Mark's identity.

Mark didn't want to waste words with Thomas, nor did he want him to reveal his identity.

His eyes instantly lit up with red light, and two red beams shot towards Thomas.

"Zizi..."

The 2000-degree Celsius heat fell on Thomas, almost instantly carbonizing his skin.

After the heat vision lasted for one second, Thomas's muscles and blood vessels also began to carbonize and dissolve.

If it were anyone else, they would have completely lost the ability to move at this point and could only lie there waiting to die.

But Thomas was a mutant with enhanced physical abilities. He struggled to his feet and quickly turned to run away.

His flesh and blood writhed wildly, as if trying to heal his injuries.

Given enough time, Thomas can fully recover from all his injuries thanks to his powerful self-healing abilities.

But Mark wouldn't give him that time; his intense gaze was fixed on Thomas, never wavering from his eyes.

Five seconds later, Thomas's outer layer of flesh melted away, and the heat vision shone on his internal organs.

These internal organs turned to charcoal almost instantly, and Thomas finally stopped, collapsing to the ground without making a sound.

The heat vision lingered on Thomas for five more seconds, until he was nothing but a pile of bones, before finally stopping.

"Fire! Fire now!"

Colin watched as Mark easily killed Thomas, and his face turned pale with fright. He immediately ordered his men to open fire.

He quietly retreated, hoping to take the opportunity to escape.

In Colin's mind, his mutant brother Thomas was already very powerful, but he never expected him to be killed by Mark so easily.

People like that are simply beyond their capabilities. What are they waiting for if they don't run now?

Mark activated his bio-field, blocking all the bullets aimed at him.

"call……"

He blew a gust of wind from his mouth, which swept towards the group of gang members in front of him.

These people were blown about and staggered, unable to even stand steadily, so they naturally could no longer fire at Mark.

Mark's eyes reddened again, his gaze sweeping over the gang members.

They didn't have Thomas's enhanced physical abilities, and faced with Mark's heat vision, they couldn't even last a second before their bodies turned to charcoal.

Only the 10 people wearing heat-resistant suits survived for 5 seconds under the heat vision before dying after the suits were destroyed.

Chapter 107 Brandon

The bank security guards around were all stunned and speechless when they saw Mark use all his abilities to kill so many criminals so easily.

The Flint brothers' ability to control ice and fire, and the immense power Thomas unleashed, had already left them in disbelief.

But the various even more terrifying abilities Mark used made them feel that their entire worldview had been completely overturned.

"he is……"

The Flint brothers, who were not far away, had already vaguely guessed his identity after seeing Mark's familiar height and build.

They had previously witnessed Mark severely punishing Thomas in the safe house.

At the time, they thought Mark's mutant abilities were the same as Thomas's, both being physical enhancements.

But seeing Mark take action again today, they realized they had underestimated their mysterious boss.

"Whoo~ Waaah~"

At this moment, the sound of police sirens could be heard from the street corner.

This is a commercial district, so the police arrive more quickly.

Although the Blood Axe Gang left a few men in the streets to block the police, they were too few in number and could not hold out for long.

These gang members were unaware that most of their forces had been wiped out; they were still waiting for Boss Colin to give the order to retreat!

Ignoring everyone's reactions, Mark flashed to Colin's side, who was lying on the ground.

Mark deliberately held back when attacking his opponent; his heat vision only burned off the opponent's legs, temporarily sparing his life.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Quick, call an ambulance for me!"

Colin clutched his leg and screamed in agony, shouting unconsciously.

"call……"

Mark exhaled a breath of cold air; the -50 degree Celsius temperature quickly froze his legs, temporarily relieving his injuries and pain.

"No, don't kill me..."

After the pain subsided, Colin finally regained consciousness and looked at Mark beside him with a look of fear.

In his eyes, Mark, who was as tall as a child, was simply a demon!

Where did you get all these weapons and equipment?

Mark stepped forward and stomped on Colin's chest, looking at him lying on the ground and asking him questions.

This is also why he spared the other person's life.

He had observed the fighting closely and noticed that the weapons used by these gang members were unusual, as if they had been specially modified by weapons experts.

Especially those thermal suits, freezing guns, and flamethrowers, which are highly technical and not something these gangsters could easily obtain.

"Ah, I'll talk, I'll talk... Please don't kill me!"

When Colin saw that Mark's eyes seemed to be glowing red, he was so frightened that he immediately begged for mercy and told Mark everything.

It turns out that two years ago, Brandon Chandler, one of the FBI's Ten Most Wanted Fugitives, fled to the territory of their Blood Axe gang.

Colin originally wanted someone to capture the other party and then contact the FBI to claim the bounty.

But after learning that Brandon was a double PhD in physics and chemistry, and was also an expert in weapons manufacturing and modification, he changed his mind and took Brandon in and kept him in the gang.

With Brandon's help, the Blood Axe Gang was able to grow into the most powerful gang in the Los Angeles Black community within two years.

All the weapons and equipment they carried were designed by Brandon himself and manufactured and modified in an underground gun workshop.

"Alice, look up information about this Brandon."

Mark gave the order to Alice.

"Brandon, a former professor of physical chemistry at Columbia University, illegally manufactured a large quantity of RDX black gold explosives two years ago, which destroyed his family villa and killed his wife and her lover in the villa before he fled. He is now ranked eighth on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted Fugitives list."

Alice quickly reported Brandon's information to Mark.

"I never expected the Blood Axe Gang to have such a talent!"

Mark was somewhat surprised, and then he understood where the other party's technological equipment came from.

Following Colin's instructions, he opened a van next to him and found about 10 kilograms of black metal explosives inside.

Black gold explosive is 1.5 times more powerful than TNT, so the fact that the other party brought so much clearly indicates that they intended to blow open the bank vault door.

Hearing the sirens approaching, Mark didn't delay any longer. He sent Colin on his way with a heat glare and then flew away, heading quickly towards the Blood Axe Gang's headquarters.

Colin only brought some of the Blood Axe Gang's elite members with him; there were still hundreds of members in the neighborhood near the Blood Axe Gang's headquarters.

Moreover, Colin and his group's actions tonight were very secretive, and the other members were unaware of it, let alone that Colin and his group had all been wiped out.

After Mark flew over the Blood Axe Gang headquarters, he immediately detected the smell of various chemical agents emanating from a three-story building.

He leaped down, slipping past the dozen or so gang members waiting outside, and silently entered the building.

In a laboratory on the third floor, Mark saw a middle-aged white man with messy hair, wearing a white lab coat, fast asleep on a makeshift bed.

Mark had seen Brandon's photo when he arrived and recognized the man in bed as him.

He went over and kicked Brandon on the bed, waking him from his sleep.

"Ah, who are you? How did you get in?"

Brandon woke up groggily and was startled to see Mark standing in front of his bed.

As a wanted criminal, Brandon remained vigilant.

Upon discovering the stranger, he immediately reached for the pistol hidden under his pillow.

I advise you not to do that.

Mark casually pulled out a pistol he had just picked up from his waist and pointed the muzzle at Brandon's forehead.

He discovered that for ordinary people, sometimes the deterrent effect of firearms is greater than the ability to display one's superpowers.

Brandon's face turned pale instantly, and he raised his hands, too afraid to move.

"Brandon, Colin and his team's operation tonight failed. He and all his men are dead!"

Mark told Brandon about the outcome of the previous battle.

"How is this possible!"

Brandon was taken aback.

He certainly knew about Colin and his men's plans for tonight.

However, Colin and his men were equipped with very strong weapons and equipment. Even if they faced heavy firepower from the police, they might not be defeated. How could they have been wiped out?

That's just how it is.

Mark didn't explain, but said directly, "Now you only have two choices: either come with me and leave here, or I'll shoot you right now!"

"But...the Blood Axe Gang is everywhere outside, we can't leave at all!"

Brandon replied with a helpless expression.

For the past two years, the Blood Axe Gang has been treating this doctor like a beast of burden, ruthlessly exploiting his value without paying him any wages.

If he could escape, Brandon would have run away long ago.

"You don't need to worry about that. Now that I've said that, I'll naturally find a way to get you out of here."