After that, Rex studied the tablet for a moment. "This clip shows me using Danny Rand's Iron Fist to treat the poisoned Colleen Wing. As for how I did it, and why the Iron Fist could heal her, that's confidential."
Phil wanted to ask more, but could only nod. He switched to another video. "Mr. Lee, I still have this question. Who is Colleen Wing? She's the one who called the people who took Danny Rand, right?"
"..."
Rex hesitated. He wanted to avoid trouble, but knew Phil was onto him. "The man talking to Colleen is her Sensei Bakuto, one of the Five Fingers of 'The Hand'. The rest are his men."
Phil frowned. "Doesn't this contradict what you said before? You said Colleen was injured fighting the Hand."
"It's not contradictory. Colleen doesn't know she's being manipulated by the Hand. She thinks Bakuto is helping her."
Phil nodded, still unsure. "Mr. Lee, what is your Kame School?"
"We're a secluded sect. Unlike Kunlun, I'm the only student outside the world. Colleen Wing is an old friend, and I couldn't let her die. That's why I got involved with Kunlun's problems."
"Does that mean Kunlun has people out in the world? How many?"
"No comment. Ask Danny Rand."
"..."
Phil turned, speechless, to see Melinda nodding. He immediately drew another pistol from his vest.
"Coulson, don't be rash." Rex's face hardened. "I know your backup is here. I know you told them to wear sunglasses to block the Solar Flare. But before you order them in, listen to this: are you ready to sacrifice their lives?"
Rex pressed his index and middle fingers together, aiming them at the table. A light blue blade of energy erupted, silently and cleanly slicing the table in half without touching it.
Rex focused his Ki on his fingertips, creating a blade that could slash or stab. Its speed, sharpness, and range were all determined by his Ki output. This was the most lethal of the Jan Ken moves: Jan Ken Chyoki! (Scissors)
This technique, with its immense Ki drain and deadly power, was only for desperate situations. Rex used it as a threat, and it worked. Coulson shouted into his earpiece, "Stop the attack! I repeat, all agents stop the attack!"
"Wise choice."
Rex smirked, standing up and pointing at the unconscious agents. "I didn't hurt them badly. Not because I'm soft, but because New York is my home. I want to live peacefully. Don't interrupt that peace, or else..."
Phil took a deep breath, regaining his composure. "Mr. Lee, you're very strong. That's why we can't just let you be. If your power goes out of control, the damage you could cause will only increase. We can't let innocent lives..."
"Stop!" Rex interrupted. "I think you're misunderstanding, Mr. Coulson! If I get out of control? Do you think I'm a mutant whose power came from nowhere? See that Ki blade? That's a beginner's technique in Kame School. Do you know how long it took me to learn that? TEN YEARS! Ten years, Mr. Coulson!"
Rex spread his fingers. "I've practiced for ten years to get where I am. Every bit of Ki is the result of hard work, and it's all under my control. You're a trained agent, Mr. Coulson! Do you live in fear of shooting yourself every time you reach for your gun?"
"Of course not. After all this time...I see, Mr. Lee. You master your abilities as much as I master my gun."
Rex nodded. "So, Agent Coulson, do you still insist on taking me in?"
"..."
Phil considered this. "I can't give you an answer right now. This is beyond my authority. I'll report to my superiors and let them decide."
Rex nodded. "You're free to do that. But before the day is over, you better give me a clear answer."
"Alright." Phil stood up, pointing to his unconscious team. "Can I at least bring someone in to take them away?"