While he was at it, he wiped out all the gangsters inside and outside the villa. It could be considered a convenient good deed for the people of Mexico.
With the villa cleared out, Jiang Siming decided not to bother flying on his sword this time and summoned the Iron Man Suit.
He had not used it in a long time. During the Golden Core stage, its speed had been about the same as flying on his sword.
But after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the Iron Man Suit had become completely useless by comparison. It was far too slow.
Still, it was fine for occasional fun.
The Iron Man Suit also had a disguise function, so no one could possibly recognize him.
Clad in red-and-gold armor, he spread his arms and rose into the air in spectacular fashion!
Quite a few residents of Tijuana saw him, and people cried out, "Iron Man!"
Jiang Siming flew straight toward the Blood Sin Gang's hideout.
It was located in Tijuana's largest and most luxurious private estate. There were more than a hundred guards outside alone.
They were all elite Blood Sin Gang members, fully armed.
They were normally stationed around the estate as security guards. Then they suddenly heard a tremendous sound tearing through the air and looked up.
They saw a figure who could only be found in Marvel movies appear above their heads.
The moment he landed, he said nothing and raised his hand, firing a pulse beam!
Boom!
The pulse beam was as powerful as a rocket launcher. More than a dozen gang members nearby were blown to pieces, with blood and flesh splattered everywhere and limbs flying through the air.
"Shit! Open fire!" These men were all vicious criminals, and they immediately opened fire in retaliation.
But the