The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 63, The Mutants Attack!

morning.

Big Dad was driving Li Xingzhou's Lincoln Navigator steadily on a secluded road in Queens.

Jason sat in the back of the third row, silent and still like a statue.

Li Xingzhou sat in the second row, listening to Emma Grossman, who was sitting next to him, introduce the Rex Island prison that would soon belong to him.

"Rex Island is located on the East River Strait between Queens and the Bronx. It is connected to the island by only one bridge in Queens that is not open to the public. We are now heading towards that bridge..."

Emma wore a blazer, a pencil skirt, and black stockings. Her pretty face was lightly made up with pink lip gloss, and she wore blue-rimmed glasses, making her look both beautiful and sexy, as well as elegant and intellectual. She spoke at a measured pace, her melodious voice gently narrating her story:

"Rex Island Jail covers 167.2 hectares and consists of ten cell towers, currently housing 11,876 inmates... Last year, the jail experienced over 9,000 violent incidents, and three inmates died from drug overdoses. Following this revelation, the New York City government faced significant public pressure and subsequently decided to contract the jail to a private company..."

Upon hearing this, Li Xingzhou couldn't help but shake his head and sneer:

"More than 9,000 violent incidents a year is bad enough, but to have an inmate die from a drug overdose... This is a public prison! Is there anything more absurd than this?"

“There are many more,” Emma said calmly. “For example, female prison guards falling in love with prisoners, helping them sell drugs, and even having children with prisoners in prison. There are also prisoners organizing murderous boxing matches, with prison guards participating in the betting…”

Li Xingzhou shook his head and sighed:
"It's truly astonishing. Although it's the free United States, the public prisons of the past gave criminals far too much freedom. How could they possibly reform them like that? When we take over, we need to rigorously reform the prison's atmosphere. Emma, ​​where do you think we should begin?"

Emma pushed up her glasses and said seriously:
"More than 9,000 violent incidents a year indicate that prisoners are living too comfortably in prison; they need to be kept busy. I believe that, firstly, they should be forced to do at least twelve hours of labor every day, with their food rations appropriately reduced, so that they won't have the energy to cause trouble after a day's work. Secondly, stricter disciplinary rules should be established, and any offender who violates the rules should be severely punished without mercy. Solitary confinement is too lenient; I think a water dungeon should be set up..."

As Emma explained her ideas one by one, Li Xingzhou nodded with satisfaction:

“I knew I hadn’t misjudged you. Emma, ​​I have high hopes for you. Right now you’re just my secretary, but your future achievements will be far more than this. Keep up the good work, and it’s not impossible for you to become the warden of a prison or even the CEO of a company.”

Emma smiled sweetly.
"Thank you, Boss. I will do my best."

By this time, the car was almost at the bridgehead leading to Rex Prison Island.

Through the car window, one could vaguely see the desolate coastline, barbed wire and high walls on the island across the bridge, as well as the checkpoint at the bridgehead that looked like a war zone bunker.

Just as Big Daddy was about to drive the car onto the bridge, a woman suddenly emerged from the wasteland beside the road. She strode to the middle of the road, brazenly facing the speeding Lincoln Navigator, and then picked up an assault rifle.

WTF?

The old man's eyes widened, and he floored the gas pedal, hurtling toward the woman—yes, when this old guy saw someone blocking his way with a gun, his first reaction wasn't to swerve to avoid them, but to floor the gas pedal, trying to crush them.

It must be said that this reaction was indeed very much to Li Xingzhou's liking.

However, that woman was no ordinary person either.

Faced with the car that suddenly accelerated and crashed into them, the woman did not dodge or avoid it, but strode forward to meet the car, while her assault rifle suddenly opened fire.

Da da da da da…

Gunshots rang out, and the windshield shattered with numerous impact cracks, but it did not break through.

As the debt collector and executioner of the Kingpin Group, Li Xingzhou's car naturally had to be bulletproof.

Before the woman could finish firing her first burst, the car had already sped up in front of her.

However, the woman didn't dodge at all. She simply threw the gun to the ground, then raised her right fist and slammed it down hard on the front of the car that had almost hit her chest and abdomen. Boom!

Amidst a deafening roar, the hood twisted and deformed suddenly under the woman's heavy punch, and broken pieces of metal and parts flew out in all directions like shrapnel, making a whooshing sound.

The woman punched the front of the car, bringing it to an abrupt stop. The immense inertia caused the rear of the car to jerk upwards, then the entire car lifted off the ground, tumbling over the woman's head, turning a full 360 degrees, before crashing back to the ground with a thud.

The woman, dressed in a leather jacket, long-sleeved shirt, jeans, high-top combat boots, and fingerless leather gloves, took a matchstick from her pocket and put it in her mouth before calmly turning around and walking towards the car that had already flown behind her.

boom!
The twisted and deformed rear door was kicked open by a large foot wearing thick-soled leather shoes. Jason, dressed in a suit and tie and wearing a hockey mask, silently got out of the car, carrying a large machete, and walked heavily toward the woman.

Looking at the tall, imposing Jason, and feeling the icy aura emanating from him that kept strangers at bay, the woman's lips curled into a smile of keen interest, and then...

boom!
With another loud crash, Jason was thrown off the ground, crashed back, and embedded in the trunk of the car in a starfish shape.

He was sent flying by a woman's punch, his chest collapsing.

The woman shook her head in disappointment and was about to continue walking when she saw a black umbrella emerge from the kicked-open car door.

Then, a tall, handsome young man got off the bus, leaning on an umbrella.

After getting off the bus, he calmly smiled slightly at the woman and said, "Please wait a moment."

Then he turned around and helped a petite, pale-faced young girl out of the car.

Seeing the young man's unhurried demeanor, the woman smiled with interest and asked:

"Are you Leonardo Victor? The founder and chairman of MASA?"

"It's me." Li Xingzhou briefly checked Emma's condition, then asked the woman, "And you are?"

"Someone paid me a lot of money to kill you."

The woman held a matchstick in her mouth, a nonchalant smile playing on her lips.

"Your driver has passed out, this big bodyguard is all looks and no substance, your secretary... well, she's just a weak little girl with no power to fight back, and now you're all alone... Aren't you scared at all?"

"Scared? No, no, no."

Li Xingzhou looked at the broad-shouldered, tall, and strong woman with an appreciative gaze. He took out a cigarette and was about to take out a lighter to light it when a crisp "ding" sounded beside him. Then, a small hand with fair skin and slender fingers handed a lit Z-series lighter to Li Xingzhou.

Li Xingzhou glanced sideways at Emma, ​​whose face was pale but whose eyes were calm and seemingly fearless, nodded approvingly, lowered his head to light his cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a long plume of smoke before speaking to the tall, robust woman:

"That punch you threw at the car was beautiful and powerful. I admire strong fighters like you. How about working for me? I guarantee you'll earn more than you do now."

"You actually want to recruit me?"

The woman chuckled and shook her head.

"I must admit, you possess a courage that belies your handsome face. I appreciate your appreciation, but I'm sorry, I'm a villain with principles... Remember, the one who killed you is called the Sandstorm Angel."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mutant assassin who called himself "Dust Angel" took another long stride and rushed straight toward Li Xingzhou.

(End of this chapter)