As for this little blackie, our people would naturally deal with him...
After Chen Mu said that, Casey stopped talking. She might have had a savior complex, but she was not stupid. With her father pulling her back and signaling for her not to say anything more, Casey could only shut up, though she still looked deeply unconvinced.
Chen Mu actually looked down on the Avengers?
The Avengers were practically a spiritual symbol in America, especially since Casey's biological father, Ant-Man Scott, was one of them.
"Kang the Conqueror, repent properly for what you've done."
Chen Mu had no interest in arguing with a little girl. He turned his gaze toward Kang the Conqueror, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, and spoke expressionlessly.
To be honest, Chen Mu truly looked down on Kang the Conqueror. He supposedly possessed technology far beyond humanity and came from the future, but his actual combat ability was merely average. He held no advantage against the Avengers. He could not even handle a third-rate Avenger like Ant-Man, yet he claimed to have killed quite a few Avengers...
Who knew whether the Avengers in the universes he had conquered had all been disabled?
What Chen Mu found most amusing was that, despite having such advanced technology, Kang had never bothered to enhance his own body. It would have been one thing if he had brawled with Ant-Man after losing his armor, but he had actually lost. It was truly ridiculous.
"Cough, cough. No one can judge me—not even the Council of Kangs!"
Kang the Conqueror clearly could not accept his defeat. He raised his head and spoke to Chen Mu with unwillingness blazing in his eyes. "I am merely one of the infinite variants across the multiverse. Even if I fail, there are