Bought a Fake?!

"It's no use! Give up, you can't open it!"

Chen Mo ignored him, looked down and carefully examined the location of the explosives and the distribution of the wires inside the ankle bracelet. Finally, a smile appeared on his lips.

Standing up, Chen Mo took out the King's Sword from his spatial storage, said "Don't be afraid" to Sharon, and then slashed directly at her ankle.

The sharp tip of the sword sliced through an inconspicuous gap in the anklet.

"Laugh!"

After a soft click, the anklet seemed to remain unchanged.

Although Justin Hammer was puzzled as to where Chen Mo had drawn the longsword, he was still full of confidence in the Vibranium anklets he had spent a fortune to create, and smugly mocked him.

"I've already said that Vibranium cannot be destroyed, so I think you should just give up!"

Chen Mo ignored Justin Hammer's taunts, sheathed his longsword, squatted down again, and gently pried open the anklets with both hands.

"Click!"

The silver Vibranium anklet opened through the slit, and Chen Mo took it off and put it into his spatial storage.

Just moments ago, Justin Hammer had been so confident, but the moment the anklet was opened, he froze. Even after the anklet disappeared from Chen Mo's hand, he was still in shock, muttering incredulously to himself.

"Impossible! Impossible!..."

At this moment, Justin Hammer felt like he had bought a counterfeit product, but the tests in the laboratory before were indeed done using all sorts of methods and they couldn't damage it in the slightest!

What on earth is going on?!

With the bomb anklet removed and the danger completely eliminated, Tony Stark and his team all breathed a sigh of relief. Their hearts had been in their throats the entire time with that bomb on Sharon's ankle, but now that she was finally safe, the rescue operation could be considered a success.

Chen Mo turned to look at Tony Stark.

"Tony, take Sharon back first."

"Yes, Dad!"

Tony nodded, then stepped forward and reached out his hands to Sharon, intending to carry her out.

"Smack!"

Having finally eliminated the hidden danger and felt completely safe, Sharon Rogers quickly regained her composure. When she saw Tony Stark trying to hug her, she immediately slapped Tony hand away.

I'm not a child, and I'm not injured, so why do I need to be carried?

Tony Stark reluctantly withdrew his hands. It seemed that everything just now was an illusion; Sharon was still the same Sharon.

At the same time, he couldn't help but miss Sharon when she was a child. Every time he reached out to hug her, she would happily stretch out her hands, stand on tiptoe, and tilt her little head back for him to hug her. Looking at Sharon Rogers staring at him with wide eyes, Tony Stark was filled with tears.

"Um, Sharon, let's go back first."

Sharon rolled her eyes at him, ignored him, and turned to look pitifully at Chen Mo, the mysterious man who was very likely her father.

"Sharon, go home with your Tony first. We'll be back soon."

Chen Mo's voice was unusually gentle. Tony Stark had never heard him speak like that before, and he was a little unaccustomed to it. Was this the tender side of a tough guy?

Sharon looked up at the imposing figure before her and nodded obediently.

"Um!"

He then got up and walked toward the large hole blasted out by the Batmobile.

Seeing this, Tony Stark glanced at Chen Mo with envy, then quickly followed her out.

A series of voices then came from outside the cave.

"Sharon, how about I wear my Iron Man suit, carry you, and fly back? It'll be so exciting!"

"Childish!"

After the two left, arguing, Chen Mo turned around and looked at Justin Hammer, who was tied to a chair behind him. His expression instantly turned cold.

He had now recovered from the shock of Chen Mo cutting off the Vibranium anklet, and was immediately gripped by intense fear. Without the bomb on Sharon's body, would they still let him go?

Seeing Tony and Sharon leave, leaving only Chen Mo and Wang Jin walking towards him, Justin Hammer's expression grew even more terrified.

"What, what do you want to do?!"

Chen Mo glanced at the silver bracelet on his wrist, which was the bomb's detonator, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Wang Jin, bring that 'Reaper' over here!"

"Yes!"

Wang Jin bowed his head and accepted the order. He quickly carried the seriously injured and unconscious mercenary captain, "Reaper," from the other side of the room.

Wang Jin showed no mercy to his accomplices.

Although he had never killed anyone before, he had followed Wang Kun in martial arts training for many years and was the heir to the "Seven Precepts Gang." As a result, Wang Jin was not actually opposed to killing and did not feel any psychological pressure.

Therefore, most of the elite mercenaries who fought him were killed by his Iron Fist, and those who did not die on the spot were all seriously injured and would not live for long.

The "Reaper" thrown in front of Chen Mo had a deep fist mark on his chest, his sternum and ribs were broken, and the broken ribs were piercing his lungs. Blood foam was constantly coming out of his mouth, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker. He would die completely soon.

With Chen Mo's incredibly keen hearing, he naturally understood this.

After glancing at the "Reaper" lying dead on the ground, Chen Mo raised his head and gave Justin Hammer, who had orchestrated everything that had happened today, a cold look.

"What, what are you going to do?!"

Feeling a chill run down his spine from Chen Mo's gaze, Justin Hammer asked in a trembling voice.

A cold smile appeared on Chen Mo's lips Justin Hammer. Without saying a word, he raised his right hand and clenched it in the air. The silver King's Sword's Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and then he swung it down towards Chen Mo Justin.

"No!!!"

Justin Hammer screamed in terror, but Chen Mo's sword did not strike him as he expected. Just as he was wondering what was going on, a sharp pain shot through his wrist.

"Ahhh!!! Ouch!!!"

Justin Hammer's left hand, adorned with a silver bracelet, was severed by Chen Mo's sword and fell to the ground.

Justin Hammer felt a sharp pain in his wrist and looked at his severed hand lying on the ground. The intense pain and overwhelming fear overwhelmed him, and he fainted.

Ignoring the unconscious Justin Hammer, Chen Mo extended his longsword and used the tip to pry the bracelet off the severed hand. Then, with a flick of the sword tip, he flicked the bracelet toward Wang Jin.

Then, as the bracelet flew through the air, Chen Mo pulled his longsword back, then twisted his wrist and swung the longsword toward the bracelet.

With a "whoosh," the sword tip sliced through the bracelet, and by the time it reached Wang Jin's hand, it was already open.