Chapter 1305

"During the turbulent times of modern China, a boy was born in a small village in the north. He lost his mother at a young age and followed his father to learn traditional Chinese martial arts. His father was Mongolian, so he always claimed to be a descendant of Genghis Khan. On the road of learning martial arts, he encountered many strange people and strange things, and later mastered a power more powerful than martial arts."

"The era when he appeared in the eyes of the world is too far from now, so the records are not clear. Only in the classics of some Eastern mysterious organizations are there a few words about this, and they call him 'Mandarin' (the transliteration of Man my lord)."

Stick's voice seemed to come from very far away. His English with an Eastern accent made people feel an ancient charm. He continued to introduce: "People only know that Mandarin's powerful power comes from the 'Ten Rings'."

"The so-called Ten Rings are ten rings that possess powerful power. They endowed Mandarin with the ambition to dominate the world. From that era, he has been accumulating his own power, pulling in manpower, and establishing an organization, which is the origin of the Ten Rings Gang."

"For a long time, the Ten Rings Gang was a famous mysterious organization on that Eastern continent. Evil, cruel, and powerful were their synonyms."

"However, this situation did not last long. After the war in that country ended, Mandarin and his Ten Rings Gang, like the vast majority of mysterious organizations on that ancient land, only had two choices: either hide back in their nest or be completely eliminated."

"Mandarin didn't want to choose either path and still wanted to occupy this country. Relying on his magical and powerful ten rings, there were not a few people who thought like him. But unfortunately, they were eventually forced to choose the second path."

"The Ten Rings possessed by Mandarin are indeed powerful, so he barely walked out a third path, which is to run outside. The Eastern continent is incomparably vast. As long as he runs far enough, chasing him becomes a job that is not so cost-effective. During that period, China didn't take a remnant soldier fleeing in panic to heart at all."

"And since modern times, that country has become more and more powerful, and its control over the border areas has become stronger and stronger. Mandarin can only retreat again and again. What is undoubtedly clear is that we and he both understand that one day, he will be expelled from this land, and he is not reconciled."

"But there is no way if he is not reconciled. To a certain extent, the control of the S. P. E. A. R. over the territory is ten times or even a hundred times that of S. H. I. E. L. D. Mandarin has no way to ensure his safety under their heavy pursuit, so he began to plan his retreat."

"Isn't this just running outside if he can't beat the S. P. E. A. R.?" Shang-Chi summarized this story in an extremely short way and said: "What ambition to dominate the world? Has he dominated it? He doesn't even have a piece of his own territory, wandering and fleeing everywhere. Isn't this a fugitive?"

Stick, who was telling the story, looked at this young man with some surprise. To tell the truth, few Westerners would think about the matter of territory. They would only care about how powerful those ten rings are.

But this Chinese young man in front of him has a very typical Eastern way of thinking—what is the use of artifacts for dominating the world?

Some people think Liu Bei is a wise monarch, some people think Cao Cao is a hero. Do you see anyone saying Lu Bu is a hegemon who dominates the world? Without territory, without population, what is the use of relying on the Fangtian Painted Halberd and the Red Hare?

Since the Zhou Emperor, enfeoffment must enfeoff land. Only those with land are princes. Dominating the world is like a game of chess. You must have land and population to be qualified to sit by the chessboard. Dominating the world can have no money, can have no power, and can even have no righteousness, but absolutely cannot have no territory of one's own.

In Shang-Chi's view, for so many years, this Mandarin has been jumping back and forth on the border line, without a fixed territory at all. Without land, he cannot farm. Without farming, there is no food and resources. If everything has to be bought, then wouldn't it be that if others don't sell to you, you are finished?

Isn't this just a street loafer?

"Do you mean that this Mandarin can't beat the S. P. E. A. R. and wants to come to S. H. I. E. L. D.'s territory to cause trouble?" Riley frowned and said: "The method is to provoke protest marches in the Bronx?"

"Mandarin has planned for many years, and there are shadows of Ten Rings Gang members in every country in the world. No one knows the extent of their infiltration." Stick shook his head and said: "Perhaps, there are also their people in S. H. I. E. L. D."

Shang-Chi opened his mouth. He wanted to say that there might be more than just Ten Rings Gang people in S. H. I. E. L. D.

Just at this time, he thought of a very serious problem. Stick's words reminded him. Even if he only watched the movie, he knew that there were many Hydra in S. H. I. E. L. D., and the meme of "Hydra S. H. I. E. L. D." is famous.

Thinking of this, Shang-Chi became a bit nervous. That doctor was the best person to him after he came to this world, and he is now in S. H. I. E. L. D., and there are many Hydra in S. H. I. E. L. D., so will this doctor be in danger?

"Worrying about him is not as good as worrying about yourself." Venom's voice sounded in Shang-Chi's heart.

But these words sounded like something else in Shang-Chi's ears. Venom had parasitized Eddie, and Eddie is now working in S. H. I. E. L. D. So Venom said this, is it recognizing what he just thought that there is Hydra in S. H. I. E. L. D., and the doctor might be in danger?

The more Shang-Chi thought, the more restless he felt. He felt that he couldn't even sit still. He wanted to leave, but thinking that Mandarin is also an enemy he has to deal with in the future, he could only sit patiently and listen to Daredevil Ma Te and this knowledgeable old man's views on the Ten Rings Gang.

"What's going on with the person who can explode that we encountered? Is he Mandarin's subordinate?" Night Thrasher asked. He was still more concerned about the safety of the Bronx. After all, the population there is dense. If a few such crazy people who can self-detonate rush into the crowd, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It is very likely that Mandarin transformed them through the power of the Ten Rings. I think self-detonation should not be their ability, just a mistake in the use of powerful power by ordinary people."

"Ordinary people who have not practiced mental methods cannot correctly control the power output when using extraordinary power, and it is easy to go into devilry, hurting internal organs, and the final manifestation of going into devilry is that powerful power breaks out of the body, thereby leading to explosion."

Shang-Chi shivered, and Jarvis said with a serious face: "This power is very hidden. Before it erupts, my scanning cannot distinguish them from ordinary people."

Ma Te looked at Jarvis with some surprise. He knew Jarvis's identity, and if even this smartest intelligent life in the world couldn't distinguish it, then it would definitely be very dangerous for ordinary people.

"In fact, danger has already been generated. The person who self-detonated should be the one who killed the protest leader Pierre before." Gwen said with some worry: "If there are still many such people in New York, then I am afraid that in the next period of time, terrible murder cases and explosion cases will happen one after another."

Obviously, she thought of her father's work, so she also seemed a bit restless. Gwen pressed her thumb against her lips, frowned and said: "In this way, as long as public opinion is slightly guided, the public will feel that the development of the times may be a bad thing. Once this pessimistic emotion is mobilized, the public security situation will get worse and worse."

"I am afraid this is what Mandarin wants." Stick summarized: "The more chaotic the situation, the easier it is for him to fish in troubled waters. I am afraid he is the one who least wants humanity to enter interstellar civilization."

"Because he is leading on Earth." Riley gritted his teeth and said: "If human technology develops and ordinary people have his means, then wouldn't he have no tricks? In order to maintain his superior and special status, he won't care whether ordinary people live well or not."

Several people sighed deeply after hearing this, feeling a bit angry. Now they know what it means for a rat dropping to ruin a pot of soup.

Are you saying Mandarin is too strong to deal with? Really not, but he uses such underhanded tricks behind his back, hiding in some corner and putting bombs into the society of ordinary people, blowing one up today, blowing one up tomorrow, everyone has to be nervous and restless.

He only needs to take the wealth he obtained through illegal means to bribe some media people, and he can render these things as a sign of a dark future, and then make the situation worse, dragging all of humanity to not move forward.

Speedball, who had the most irritable temper, became more angry the more he thought about it. He slapped the table and stood up, saying: "Don't let me know where he is, otherwise I must make him look good!"

"Don't be in a hurry." Ma Te comforted: "We are not completely unable to deal with him. Although the infiltration at the high level is not something we can solve, the public security problem in the slums may not be."

"Alright, now let's go to the conference room to discuss how to reduce the occurrence of murder cases through public security patrols. You have trained for so long, it is time to practice in actual combat."

Hearing this, the young heroes around gathered one after another, looking at Ma Te with ambition. Ma Te showed a smile and said: "Mandarin won't know how much power these young people from ordinary people can exert after professional training."

"He is finished." Jessica waved her fist and said: "I will pick out those damn human bombs one by one, and then blow their dog heads!"

Gwen sighed lightly and said: "Do Spider-Men need to be dispatched? Maybe it will improve some safety."

Ma Te thought for a while and then said: "No, not at this stage. If needed, I will release tasks on the Spider APP."

Gwen nodded and didn't express any more opinions. Just at this time, a boy who looked fourteen or fifteen years old rushed in and said: "That patient who looks very much like Tony Stark has woken up! He almost attacked my teacher, you guys have to go over and see!"

Riley stood up very anxiously and said: "Where is he? I'll go over now."

And Wanda and Jarvis, who were standing behind the sofa, looked at each other. When following Riley out, Wanda lowered her voice and said: "Not quite right, he shouldn't be able to wake up so quickly, my Chaos Magic is not that weak."

Jarvis also lowered his voice and said: "Please ask Pietro to make a trip to Stark Tower, take an intelligent control hub from Lab 3062, and then make it look old, preferably as if it has experienced burning and explosion."

Wanda felt a bit puzzled, but still called her brother over. And when they came to the other building, Jarvis had already obtained the processed intelligent control hub.

Just as they entered the room, they saw a bearded doctor trembling in the corner of the room, and a man covered in scars and exhausted standing in the center of the room, looking embarrassed and a bit crazy.

"Mr. Stark!" Riley rushed up and shouted. Stark in the room turned his head, and when he saw Riley's face, uncontrollable sadness and surprise surged in his eyes.

He rushed to Riley's side and hugged him, hugging him very tightly. Riley felt a bit unable to breathe.

But soon, Stark let him go again, gazing at his face quietly. A few seconds later, he retreated a few steps with vigilance and said in a hoarse voice: "No, you are not Peter."

"I..." Riley's instinct made him want to refute, but soon he realized that he was just a clone after all, so he also felt a bit sad.

Wanda walked up and opened her mouth wanting to ask, but Stark immediately became more vigilant. He leaned against the wall and arched his body, like a trapped beast locked in a cage, preparing to resist desperately.

At this time Jarvis stood out and said: "Sorry, sir, the suit you were piloting was completely scrapped when it crashed onto the planet's surface, but we rescued this from the wreckage."

Jarvis took out an intelligent control hub full of scorched marks from behind. Stark's eyes lit up immediately, but he still didn't relax his vigilance, but stared at Jarvis's face and said: "Throw it over."

Jarvis did as he was told, throwing the broken machine parts out. The parts rolled a few times on the ground and rolled to Stark's feet. Stark bent down slowly while staring at the group of people opposite, trying to pick it up.

And when touching the surface of the broken machine, Stark showed a surprised expression. He said with some shock: "It's not broken, it's still working! Jarvis, Jarvis, are you there?"

And a familiar mechanical sound came from the machine.

"Yes, sir, I am here."