Chapter 50: Those Three, Not Below Me! (Edited)

Hank Pym was impressive, and Clark, of course, couldn't let him down.

Just as Mrs. Gao was in pain and reached out to cover her face, Clark had already gathered all his strength and with a backhand strike, he directly hit her in the chest and abdomen.

Accompanied by a loud "bang!", Mrs. Gao's screams abruptly stopped as she was sent flying backwards for ten meters by Clark's stick, only stopping after crashing into the men's restroom behind her.

On the other side, Murakami, under severe determination, despite being shot in the leg by the Punisher, managed to stab a transparent hole in the latter's abdomen.

Just as he was about to swing his butcher knife to chop off the head of this detestable foe who had caused them countless losses, he was suddenly attacked by countless flying ants.

Seeing this, Murakami quickly took a deep breath, blew fiercely, and scattered the ants attacking his face, but by this time, Clark had already taken a step ahead and protected the Punisher behind him.

Seeing Clark now free to act, and looking at Hank Pym on the other side, along with the increasingly closer siren sounds, Murakami finally realized that today's action had ended in complete failure.

Originally planned as a perfect ambush, it ended with both parties injured...

Although unwilling, knowing that it was impossible, he still made the correct decision. He saw him suddenly retreat several meters and shouted to the gambler who was beating Daredevil on the other side, "Stop wasting your effort, take Mrs. Gao, and let's retreat!"

By then, Mrs. Gao, who had been thrown into the men's restroom, had already rushed out from the debris. The gambler helped her up, and along with Murakami, who had been shot in the leg, quickly left the battlefield.

Clark and his group did not stop them.

In fact, even with Hank Pym's addition, and having severely injured Mrs. Gao unexpectedly, their combat strength at this moment could at best be considered evenly matched; they did not have an absolute advantage.

Now that the opponents had voluntarily ceased, it was already the best outcome.

Next, everyone had the same task: to go back, lick their wounds, sharpen their claws, and wait for the next confrontation to deliver a truly fatal blow to the opponent! "Complete... Complete... Complete..."

As the sound of police sirens approached, more than ten police cars had already entered the park. Just as Clark was helping the severely injured Punisher up, a group of police officers came out from the cars, first setting up shields, then all the officers took cover behind the shields, with various rifles and pistols pointed at the heroes.

Among the police, a middle-aged white officer with a slightly higher rank took out a megaphone and shouted loudly, "The people across, listen up, you are surrounded. Drop your weapons, turn off the music, and put your hands on your head and squat down!"

"You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can and will be used against you in court!"

Such familiar lines!

Clark had often seen such lines in movies, but this was the first time he encountered such a situation in reality.

However, this was just a routine opening statement, similar to the bandit's "This mountain is mine," meaningless.

But asking me to drop my weapons is one thing, but to turn off the music? You're joking! The music is now playing automatically after activation, we can't control it at all! "Where is the invincible, where does one not go? Where is the endless song, where does the feast not disperse? Only the love as deep as the sea, the righteousness without limits, let the clouds scatter and the wind gather..."

Fortunately, it seemed the system also knew the battle was over, and with the last line of the lyrics sung, the background music finally stopped.

Relieved, Clark still decided not to act rashly but looked towards Hank Pym for guidance, ready to follow his lead.

Faced with this situation, Hank Pym was much calmer, raising his hands and smiling, "Officer, I think there's been a misunderstanding. We are law-abiding citizens who were attacked by criminals and had to defend ourselves, Commissioner Gordon can vouch for us."

"Hmph!" The leading white officer snorted coldly: "I've never seen good citizens wearing masks and carrying weapons being attacked by criminals. Enough talk, do as I say, drop your weapons, hands on your head, and squat down!"

As the white officer scolded, the policemen had already loaded their bullets, ready to open fire if the group did not comply.

"Hey!"

Just then, a sudden voice came through the white officer's walkie-talkie: "Is that Officer Solomon? This is Gordon!"

The officer known as Solomon was startled, quickly took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Commissioner Gordon, I'm leading the arrest of criminals, what are your instructions?"

From the other side of the walkie-talkie, Commissioner Gordon's gentle voice came: "You're doing a great job, having killed dozens of gangsters in one go, making a significant contribution to the security of New York City!"

After lavishly praising Solomon, Commissioner Gordon then changed the subject: "As for those few hostages who received injuries, don't bother with them, I'll arrange for others to take them to the hospital. After you clean up the scene, you can return, I'll be waiting to celebrate your success!"

With Gordon saying so, Solomon would have to be very oblivious not to understand the implication.

First, the fully wrapped guy claimed to know Commissioner Gordon, then Gordon issued a seemingly absurd order, indicating a dirty deal, who wouldn't believe it?

But Solomon wasn't a fool.

In this deal, he was clearly on the benefiting side.

If those pretending to be superheroes wanted to leave, then the credit for killing the criminals naturally fell on their police force, and as the leader of the police force, Commissioner Gordon naturally gained a merit. And those pretending to be superheroes would thus avoid a lot of trouble.

In this way, it's a win-win situation for everyone.

As for the truth?

Ha!

What is that, and is it important? ...

Everyone got into Hank Pym's van and headed towards the hospital. It was then that Hank Pym finally took off the mask he had been wearing on his face and said, "I saw the video of you parkouring across the street that went viral online, and I knew something was up, so I prepared in advance, and luckily I made it in time."

Waving off Clark's attempt to explain, Hank Pym directly asked, "Do you know who those guys were?"

Hearing Hank Pym's question, Clark's eyes lit up, glanced at the system interface, and immediately said, "I only know that those three old guys are very powerful, each not below me!"