Salomon is not planning to waste time with this sixty-sixth iron fist.

Daniel Rand's practice is really bad, and there is no need to communicate at all. According to Daniel Rand himself, he has been practicing in Kunlun since he was a child, and now he is barely introduced to the internal practice of Zuo Xian Taixu True Man sitting and forgetting to move qi. This is still learned under the compulsory requirements of his teacher, and his level is not even as good as any newly entered secret master apprentice. Perhaps it is a matter of cultural barriers. Daniel Rand does not understand the so-called health preservation technique, that is, how powerful is the practice of immortal cultivation in the "Taishang Huangting Inner Scene". He only thinks that his fist and foot skills are very powerful.

Faced with Salomon's doubts, Daniel Rand said that the young man in front of him didn't know the power of Iron Fist. Then he needed to pay for the wall he smashed through in the rental house. After all, Salomon did not intend to spend money when he swung that punch, just to make Daniel Rand no longer annoying. Compared to his increasingly impatient mood, he was already quite merciless, otherwise he would have to let the current Iron Fist see what the so-called "Palm Thunder" is.

In the next two days, the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen who rejected the conditions proposed by Salomon were ruthlessly baptized by the sisters. They slaughtered all the gangsters who were unwilling to agree to the terms as quickly as possible. Salomon wanted to confirm that every penny he paid could enter the residents' pockets, rather than being taken away for loan sharks, gambling, blackmail, etc.

Previously, the sisters' clearance of Manhattan gangs was restricted to the wealthy area where the Witch's Apartment was located, and only used explosive guns and chainsaw swords, without causing much noise. However, this time Salomon was anxious to carry out the project, so the gangs in Hell Kitchen realized what a regular army-level heavy firepower team was. The 40mm grenade machine gun was a stance that the drug dealers and human traffickers had never seen before. Even the police called the National Guard half an hour after confirming the ceasefire. However, even the National Guard had no intention of entering the Clinton District. After all, the heavy artillery roar from Hell Kitchen could be heard throughout Manhattan. Their armored vehicles and mine-proof vehicles would definitely not be able to solve the problem, and the Air National Guard was not yet on the way.

They contacted the Avengers and Tony Stark was the first to arrive at the scene.

This occasion is the best situation for individual combat armor to play, so Stark rushed to the scene without waiting for the Liankun fighter to take off. Since the Sokovian incident, Tony Stark has tried his best to enhance the Avengers' image in the public's mind. He knows that the people vote with their feet. As long as the Avengers have enough negative information, Congress has an excuse to attack them. He has been preventing the arrival of that future, and he does not want the Avengers to be split. Although the differences between him and Steve Rogers are getting bigger and bigger, they have a consensus on this matter.

Salomon bribed the state government with money and delayed the police report process with justifiable reasons. By the time Tony Stark arrived at Hell's Kitchen, the sisters had already evacuated the scene through the assault transport boat. However, the craters of the bomb gun could not be hidden at all. He had data on the bomb gun in his database. Artificial intelligence marked all the craters on Friday and simulated the situation at the scene before the attack.

"Five people, carrying firearms, grenade machine guns and plasma weapons that fire self-pushed ammunition, can reach the stellar level at the highest temperature. No one can survive such an attack. I think the autopsy results will point to the gangsters entrenched here. They are searching for peripheral communications...the identity of the victim has been confirmed."

"Tsk!" Stark smashed his mouth and walked around the ruins. He didn't know what Salomon's hands came to Hell's Kitchen for. After all, Hell's Kitchen has nothing to do with magic. He didn't dare to take off his helmet to avoid sucking in the burnt smell that was spreading on the scene. He felt disgusted when he thought of the burned corpses. "On Friday, can you contact our Magic Boy?"

"I find it difficult, sir." Friday said in a gentle voice. "Salomon Damonet's communication coordinates have always been in the heart of London, which is a false coordinate. Any phone call will be transferred to a voicemail and then answered by another number, and I can't track him through his social media accounts, because those accounts were in a standstill a few years ago."

"I haven't paid attention to his Facebook," Stark muttered. "Can you find out why he did this?"

"I'm investigating, sir." Friday's mood was not as vivid as Jarvis, but her ability to process information was absolutely professional. Especially after Stark studied Ultron, he gained more in the field of artificial intelligence development. "This gangster is helping a real estate company acquire an apartment building, but the acquisition plan has stalled recently. I'm searching, sir..."

"Friday?"

"Sir, I encountered...invasion..." Friday's sound was intermittent, and Stark could even hear the current sound of the headphones inside the helmet. Then, Friday's sound disappeared, as if she had rolled in the online world, causing the monitor inside the helmet to flash wildly. The Friday subprogram in the armor was offline, and someone interfered with the signals from nearby areas, disconnecting him from Stark Industry's Friday. Stark was about to take off his helmet, and a mechanical synthesizer replaced Friday.

"You shouldn't be here, Stark."

"Who are you?" Stark's face turned quite bad. "What the hell do you want to do?"

"I'm just an automatic answering program." The voice suddenly became a little anxious until he showed his identity. Stark was relieved to hear the synthetic audio-visual and continued to say, "Do what I should do, and exclude supernatural events from the lives of ordinary people. You shouldn't interfere in this matter."

"Salomon? I know it's you. Listen, even if these people have something to do with magical events, you shouldn't use such rough means. This is the city, you should restrain yourself! Do you want to be wanted?"

The reply to mechanical synthesized sound is quite mean.

"Maybe when you call yourself a superhero, you should do something that superheroes should do, such as solving gangs that are bothering ordinary people, such as capturing black-hearted businessmen. That's what you should do, instead of flying around the city every day to attract ordinary people's attention. Do you know how many car accidents caused by this?"

Stark tasted the familiar taste.

"You are definitely a magic boy. Who else is so keen to mock others besides him?" he shouted. He wanted to delay the time so that Friday should solve the problem, go online again, and find out the location of the voice. "Give me some materials that can be submitted, Salomon, the kind that has nothing to do with magic threats. Otherwise, how can I tell ordinary people what these guys have committed to the gang fight?"

"I'm just an automatic response software...ahem, I found it. It's sending, you'll be satisfied."

“Opening a voice changer is not the solution.”

"I'm really just an automatic answering program, but my intelligence is just a little higher than your Friday. That's such a beautiful girl. Look at her algorithm and look at her neural network. How can there be a better girl in the world than her?"

Stark suddenly thought of a bad possibility, which made him feel a little headache.
Chapter completed!