Chapter 1304

The cannonballs of the hand cannon hit the rubble, and in an instant, the already very cramped and narrow alley was filled with flying sand and stones, and the sentence Jarvis shouted made everyone vigilant. Wanda waved her hand, and red ribbon-like power spread along her fingertips to the walls of the surrounding residential buildings.

All the splashing fragments were bounced away when they touched the thin film formed by the red power. The bombardment of the Iron Man's iron suit could not cause any major damage to the surrounding environment.

But this angered the Scarlet Witch somewhat. Because she also had to participate in the work of the Andromeda Galaxy and had more contact with Magneto, she was now most annoyed by those guys who used their superpowers to destroy a large area at every turn. Yes, specifically referring to Magneto and Polaris.

When this father and daughter fought, no matter when or where, it was always flying sand and stones, and smoke filled the air, which caused Wanda to have some physiological stress reactions whenever she encountered such a scene.

Before Jarvis could stop her, Wanda soared into the air, her long hair dancing in the wind, powerful power instantly bloomed, red light flowed through her pupils, and the building fragments destroyed in the fight with Venom flew up one after another, surrounding the witch.

The Iron Man wearing the suit turned his head suddenly, and the bright red energy impact hit his chest straight on.

"Boom!"

"Wanda! Stop!" Ben Riley shouted.

"Wanda, don't be controlled by power!" Jarvis also shouted.

Hearing the familiar voice, Wanda's momentary emotional loss of control was curbed. The power attacking the strange Iron Man converged slightly. After knocking the figure with metallic luster flying, Wanda reversed the flow of power. Iron Man only had time to let out a short "uh" before being knocked unconscious.

Looking at the figure lying on the ground, Riley rushed over first and shouted: "Mr. Stark! Mr. Stark! Are you okay?"

"His suit damage has reached 86%." Jarvis walked over unhurriedly and said, "The AI's navigation system has also stopped working. It seems that he should have just experienced a big battle and may have conducted a long-distance journey at the same time. Both his physiological and psychological states are terrible."

"Then what should we do?" Riley asked anxiously. Suddenly he shook his head, realizing that he was not Peter Parker, and this Iron Man in front of him was likely not the Iron Man of his universe, but he still instinctively sighed and said: "We have to find a way to help him, I feel like he's dying."

"You feel right." Jarvis walked closer, squatted down, and placed his fingertips on the mask of the iron suit. Instantly, Jarvis took over the control of the iron suit.

Soon, his brows frowned deeper and deeper, and he said: "The body damage has reached the point of being irreparable. No, I have to disarm him first and get him out of the iron box. Once the iron suit disintegrates, it may cause damage to his body. You guys come over to help. If the parts get stuck, take the suit apart."

Several other people gathered around, and facts proved that Jarvis's handling method was correct. As soon as he issued the disintegration order, the parts on the arm armor began to expand uncontrollably.

Night Thrasher pressed the metal emitting electric sparks with quick eyes and hands. He was shocked by the electricity and let out an "ow" sound. Wanda immediately took over his work with hands covered in magic energy.

"Let go... let go of me! Damn Ten Rings Gang!" Stark suddenly twitched and shouted. Wanda showed a difficult expression, and the red light on her hands became even richer.

Just as she wanted to increase the power output to keep Stark in a deep coma, Jarvis reached out to stop her and looked at her with pleading eyes, saying: "Wanda, his mental state can no longer withstand more power, you have to be gentle."

Wanda looked at his eyes and felt a bit fascinated. She thought, she knew it, the relationship between Jarvis and Stark was not simple. Jarvis was a bit too strong, knew too much, and his understanding of the solar system development plan was too deep, and the source of information was too mysterious. It was impossible to do this without contacting the core data of the Radiant Alliance.

Wanda didn't have a good impression of superheroes, especially since Stark had a bad temper. When she helped Professor X deliver documents, she was often mocked by him. But looking at Jarvis's expression, the witch lady felt a bit unbearable, so she gradually reduced the power output and whispered: "Thank the recent class content of the Dream School Xavier Academy. I wouldn't have known this low-frequency output method before."

Faint red light spread to Stark in the iron suit. Accompanied by the power gradually deepening into his body, Wanda frowned. She closed her eyes and said like chanting a spell: "I feel that he is very tired, irritable, and incomparably sad. He has traveled a long distance and spent a long night... I saw the starry sky of the universe..."

"Enough, Wanda, don't go any deeper." Jarvis warned again.

Accompanied by Stark's state gradually calming down, several people scrambled to peel off the almost scrapped iron suit from him. Gazing at that face exactly the same as Stark's, several people were speechless.

Finally, Night Thrasher said: "It seems that his state is very poor, and we can't send him to the hospital now. Before figuring out where he came from, this might be a bit dangerous."

"How about this, I'll call Fungus Man. He should be at Ma Te's place. Let Ma Te drive to pick us up. He has the most basic medical means there, and he can also help us judge whether this mysterious visitor from another world, Iron Man, is an enemy or a friend."

Several young people nodded, recognizing Night Thrasher's statement. This was indeed the safest method now.

They couldn't even let Stark appear on the streets of the Bronx district. There were reporters everywhere. If the scene of Stark being seriously injured was filmed, it would likely cause panic.

The media people entrenched here couldn't wait to interpret every scene as a sign of the inevitable decline of aerial transport technology. If a tech giant like Stark fell here, it would simply be a pie falling from the sky for the mastermind, and they could laugh awake in their dreams.

About a few minutes later, a pickup truck drove to the entrance of the alley. Unexpectedly, it wasn't Ma Te who came, but Ma Te's girlfriend, the female ninja Elektra, and the vampire hunter Eric.

"What's going on? I heard from that little fatty that you guys picked up an Iron Man?" Eric touched the hilt of the long sword behind his back and walked up with a face full of surprise. He leaned over to take a look and let out an exclamation: "My god, it's really Stark, what's going on?"

Elektra looked serious. She walked up to Night Thrasher and said: "Let's go back first, and bring this Stark back by the way. This place is not suitable for staying long, hurry up."

"Wait a minute." Speedball suddenly spoke, looked at Wanda, and then said: "Miss, please restore this street, just like we planned before."

Wanda was whispering with Jarvis, and only then did she seem to remember something, walked up and said: "Oh, right, I almost forgot."

After speaking, the witch lady soared into the air again, and the red power ribbon emitting soft light spread like a storm. All items were restored to their original state under the joint effort of this power.

And the pedestrians who had just fled looked at all this in a daze. Officer Jules, who had just heard the news and brought people to the street corner, saw the street as new as before and showed a knowing smile.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and the group drove or flew to Ma Te's base in Hell's Kitchen. Now this was no longer a dark little hut, but a training base transformed from a scrap vehicle recycling plant.

Here, young heroes from Hell's Kitchen and Brooklyn slums like Jewel Jessica were training under Ma Te's guidance. At the same time, Ma Te also brought his teacher, Stick, here. Ma Te was mainly responsible for combat skills and tactical training, while Stick was responsible for teaching them how to gain peace of mind through meditation.

Shang-Chi only knew about Daredevil Ma Te at the level of having heard of him. He knew that there seemed to be such a person in Marvel comics, but he didn't understand it at all. The man in front of him wore a suit, held a briefcase, and wore a pair of glasses. His eyes were slightly dull, but it didn't affect his normal actions.

Seeing these new young heroes, Ma Te waved at them very enthusiastically and said: "Come to my place, come sit over here."

The scrap vehicle recycling plant had two buildings, one was transformed into an indoor training ground, and the other was a comprehensive living area. Ma Te was sitting on the sofa in the reception area on the first floor of the living area at this time. On the single chair next to him, an old man with white hair and beard was pouring tea.

When everyone walked over, they all smelled the rich tea fragrance. Shang-Chi swallowed. Compared to the American coffee that was almost like Chinese medicine everywhere here, he could accept traditional Chinese tea better.

That old man seemed to see what Shang-Chi was thinking, waved at him alone in the crowd, and said in English with some accent: "Come here, child, you are an Asian, right? Are you Chinese or Japanese?"

"I am from China." Shang-Chi replied. As a result, the old man said to him in pure Chinese: "Come over and sit down, accompany me to drink some tea."

Young heroes walked over one after another, and Elektra, who walked in behind them, said: "I sent that unknown Iron Man to Old Pete's place. He checked it preliminarily and judged that he only had slight internal organ damage and exhaustion. He will be fine after resting for a period of time."

Riley breathed a sigh of relief, and Ma Te took a sip of tea and said: "I know you have many questions, don't worry, I have already called the Kamar-Taj New York Sanctum. All visitors from other worlds must pass through the Earth's magic defense network. Soon, we will know where this mysterious Iron Man comes from."

"Now, I'm afraid we have to talk about the clue you found while investigating the protests."

"Oh, right!" Speedball screamed, and Jarvis had already taken out the projector. He tapped lightly, and a light screen appeared, and in the center of the screen was the mysterious pattern they found on the corpse of the self-detonator before.

As soon as the pattern appeared, the old man who was drinking tea froze, and Shang-Chi, who was sitting next to him, instantly felt a murderous aura and moved aside unconsciously.

But soon, the old man returned to his usual gentleness. He put down the teacup, looked at the pattern, and said in a low and distant voice: "Ten Rings Gang, Mandarin... He finally came after all."