Transform into the world of Marvel

The flames were raging and the heat wave was rolling. The Mandarin could have used his own energy to concentrate the attack power on one point, but he had no intention of restraining it. Instead, he allowed the flames to sweep through the entire downtown.

As he laughed wildly, flames surged wildly, and many citizens who had been wandering on the streets were burned to charcoal without even realizing what was happening.

The crowd ran wildly, shouting and crying, and the U.S. military and local police forces asked the Mandarin to raise his hands and surrender.

"Surrender" read the pilot's memory. The Mandarin could already understand English, and he heard all the soldiers' words.

Disdain, gloominess, indifference and other emotions were unabashedly reflected on his old face.

"This is my land. You should kneel down at my feet and beg for my forgiveness. Maybe I will be magnanimous and spare your humble lives." The Mandarin stood with his hands behind his back in a very pretentious manner, floating in the air, as if he was from the sky. Owner.

Just as the Kandahar police force was about to go up to capture the enemy, they saw a scene that shocked them. The American men who had always been regarded as similar to heavenly soldiers and generals in their minds turned around and ran away. Some of them threw weapons while running.

This is the most advanced weapon in the world today. If you usually pick it up and give it to your superiors, it will more or less be upgraded by two levels, but now they have no intention of doing so.

The heavenly soldiers and generals have all run away, so we go up there and try our best to joke around.

The Kandahar police took advantage of being locals and familiar with the terrain and fled in all directions.

It's a pity that they didn't get the order to lure the enemy early like the US military. Their escape speed was half a beat slower, they looked forward and backward, and they didn't run so resolutely.

More than a dozen locals ran wildly, but after running for a while, they found that instead of moving forward, they took a few steps back. When they realized something was wrong, they felt like they were being dragged back by an unknown force like a cloud.

The slow one acted like a fool before he understood what was going on, while the quick one begged and watched helplessly as he bumped into the lightning summoned by the Mandarin.

More than a dozen Kandahar policemen were pulled back by gravity. Several piercing explosions were heard at the scene, and then they were all turned into a pile of coke under the lightning.

Looking at the escaping American troops, the Mandarin gave a ferocious sneer, and once again assumed the role of a hunter to pursue them.

After chasing two streets, the Mandarin was slightly startled when he saw that the US military, which was already a lost dog, had resumed its formation and surrounded the space around him in small teams.

"No matter how many ants there are, can they defeat the elephant?" He had no fear of being surrounded. Unfortunately, he had won consecutive battles. This time, he was too proud and lost his calmness. A Battery sniper rifle was shooting away. He opened fire from a concealed position less than 30 meters away in a straight line.

The initial speed of the bullet reached 800 meters per second, which was faster than the Mandarin's reaction, and the distance was too close. His shield had just been set up halfway, and the bullet was already in front of him, so he quickly turned his head to avoid it.

The bullet scratched a shallow mark on his face. Although the wound was quickly healed by its self-healing power, he had not experienced this sense of shame for many years.

"Fire, fire," the army general ordered loudly from the rear command post.

The snipers who had been in ambush had already opened fire, and then two A2 main battle tanks came from both ends of the street. They aimed at the Mandarin and opened fire wildly.

The firepower of the tank was much stronger than the bullets fired by Daisy and the others before. The Mandarin had seen the tank in the pilot's memory, but he still underestimated it and was beaten by the tank's main gun in an extremely embarrassing manner.

Daisy, who was familiar with the Mandarin's characteristics, arranged for two more Black Hawk helicopters. They flew above the Mandarin's head, each fired a batch of concussive bombs, and then fled.

When the smoke and dust filled the air, the Mandarin was resisting artillery fire, and suddenly he felt that there were many strong light sources around him, accompanied by loud noises.

The bright light made his eyes blurred, and the noise made him lose his perception of the outside world for a while.

"It works, Agent Johnson, your method is great." Seeing that the attack was effective, the two veteran generals at the headquarters smiled happily and were extremely happy.

Daisy accepted these compliments that were not sincere with a smile, and praised her own wit in her heart.

A strong enemy like the Mandarin would have little effect if hit hard with weapons, but he also had weaknesses, and his body was still a human being.

Heavy weapons can be defended by the ring, but many non-lethal weapons and auxiliary weapons can have an effect on him.

They celebrated at the headquarters. The Mandarin had already encountered a crisis. The high-decibel noise made him light-headed. When the "qi" in his body was mobilized, it was inevitable that there would be leaks. The firepower of the surrounding US military was vented on his head again.

He was shot continuously in a few seconds, and his self-healing ability was far inferior to that of Wolverine. Facing the heavily armed U.S. military, he would die if he didn't fight back. The situation was extremely serious for a while.

He hurriedly landed from the air and half-crouched on the ground, muttering something in his mouth. The material reorganization ring on his right thumb emitted a burst of black light, and four tall rock giants stood out from the ground on each side.

Seeing such a supernatural scene, everyone in the headquarters and all the US troops at the scene were a little confused. Isn't this a movie? The stone giants have come out.

"Keep firing, it's just a pile of rocks, nothing special." Daisy could not give direct command and could only remind the old general.

By the time the old general passed the order to the front line, the Mandarin had already summoned more than a dozen rock giants, and a large black sea protected him in the center.

The tank opened fire again. The stone giant, which was invincible in the eyes of the ancients, could not withstand the bombardment of modern artillery. It was nearly one shot at a time.

It's a pity that after such a few seconds of delay, the Mandarin returned to normal.

Being injured by a swarm of ants seemed to him a great shame.

Facing the attack of hundreds of soldiers, the Mandarin finally got serious and began to use the power of his right hand.

The ring on the right hand is stronger than the ring on the left hand. The five rings on the left are the gravity control of the thumb, the fire impact of the index finger, the lightning storm of the middle finger, the psychic amplifier of the ring finger, and the ice impact of the little finger.

There are three rings with energy attacks on the left hand. In modern society, these energy attacks can actually be replaced by high-tech weapons.

The five rings on the right hand are much stronger. They are the material reorganization of the thumb, the shock wave of the index finger, the cyclone control of the middle finger, the atomic cutting of the ring finger and the dark force field of the little finger.

After the Mandarin began to use his right hand, the number of casualties began to rise rapidly.

Similar to Daisy's shock ability, the Mandarin can also use shock waves with the help of his ring. He regards the two US main battle A2 tanks as the biggest threat. Two consecutive shock waves killed the internal controller, and the main battle tanks immediately Turned into scrap metal.