American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Boney's biggest regret now was not listening to his parents, studying hard to become a lawyer, but instead following his cousin after graduating from high school and messing around.

Perhaps because his father was a powder seller, he was always able to get good, cheap stuff in inexplicable places, so he became the most popular person in the gang.

After a random drinking session, he became the number two figure in the New York branch in a daze.

At that time, he thought that the rest of his life would only be spent in a drunken stupor, and then he would enter prison to live out his days at an unknown time.

He never expected that Qi Shan's sudden appearance would almost make his life take a wrong turn.

In a matter of days, the situation in his life changed dramatically.

His life was no longer about women and weed, guns and fights, but had evolved into naked slaughter.

He even had some connections with several top gangs in New York.

After encountering a strong enemy, the boss only sent out a bodyguard to shatter these vicious Eastern Europeans into pieces.

Real pieces, and this tall white man could really fire laser cannons from his fingers.

Just one shot blew up a three-story villa, giving him the illusion of watching a 3D movie.

That's all, it's not like his subordinates didn't have superpowered bosses, but being hit by a plane and being unharmed was too much.

When Boney saw this news, he thought he was seeing God.

Since then, all his petty thoughts had disappeared without a trace, and he had inexplicably and sincerely surrendered.

Qi Shan didn't know Boney's inner thoughts.

He was exchanging pleasantries with Madame Viper.

"I can only say that he has a title called Purple Man!"

Qi Shan was stunned, "So it's him!"

Purple Man's real name is Zebediah Killgrave, a Yugoslavian spy who can control others by secreting pheromones, a rather troublesome character.

In this way, it also makes sense.

"Thank you!"

Qi Shan simply thanked him, hung up the phone and ordered: "Boney, spread your people into Hell's Kitchen, tonight I want to give Madame Gao a meeting gift!"

Boney was stunned and said: "Madame Gao? Boss, what's the Hand got to do with this? Didn't you say it was Purple Man..."

"Look closely, where they met!" Qi Shan threw the phone to him, "Behind is Madame Gao's factory!"

Boney said in disbelief: "Just because of this?"

"Just because of this!" Qi Shan narrowed his eyes: "Having this photo is enough, I am not a policeman, I don't need evidence, suspicion is enough to become a reason to start a war.

Madame Viper understands this, so I asked her for a reason, and she gave me a reason.

On the surface, she is matching me, but in reality, she is asking me for help, can you tell the difference?

Boney looked confused and shook his head.

Qi Shan chuckled: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just follow the orders.

Remember to withdraw your people before ten o'clock tonight, and pass the collected information to Number Sixteen!"

Number Sixteen was expressionless.

Boney nodded.

Qi Shan led the crowd out of the church, got into a Bugatti Veyron, and the motorcade slowly started.

Number Sixteen said: "Boss, I don't understand why we don't attack directly.

In my database, I already have the Hand's garrison information, and such a high-profile move is easy to leak information."

"That's exactly what I'm aiming for!"

Qi Shan took out a Davidoff cigar, cut off the cigar cap with a cigar cutter, and slowly roasted it with a torch.

"The Hand is different from other organizations.

They are huge and aggressive.

As outsiders, they are naturally wary of everyone.

I guarantee that as soon as Boney gives the order, Madame Gao will get the news in less than ten minutes!"

"Then?" Number Sixteen asked puzzled.

Looking at the color of the front end of the cigar, Qi Shan picked it up and gently pecked it, spitting out white smoke lightly.

"The Hand is hidden too deep, like a poisonous snake in the grass.

If you want to kill the snake, you must first beat the grass.

Only when the snake is startled and counterattacks will we know where to strike."

Number Sixteen was silent.

Qi Shan smiled, glanced at the faint psionic light above his head, and a bit of playfulness appeared in his eyes.

Number Sixteen is a pure mechanical artificial human, and the brain is completely controlled by intelligent AI.

Following orders and executing orders is the instinct.

When did he become so talkative?

Could it be that the soul bean last time caused him to undergo biological evolution?

Such an interesting mutation seems worth exploring.

Number Sixteen suddenly felt a chill down his spine, subconsciously touched it, and looked blank.

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In a Cantonese tea restaurant, Madame Gao put down the phone, her eyes calm and unwavering.

After leisurely finishing her afternoon tea, she got up and walked out.

This is a small alley in Chinatown, surrounded by Chinese characters, bustling with people.

A black Chevrolet SUV slowly drove over, picked up Madame Gao, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

In the back seat of the car, Xin, with a scar on his face, said lightly: "The Flying Dragons are searching for us in a big way.

It seems that Mike Qi is really not dead."

Madame Gao didn't have any surprised expression.

"So you sent Purple Man?"

"It's just a transaction." Xin said indifferently: "Eastern Europeans are scurrying around, wanting to find a partner to gain a foothold in New York.

It's a pity they came at the wrong time.

The newly established Black Gang Alliance is not interested in them at all.

I just promised to give them a chance, and the Eastern Europeans took the initiative to come to the door."

Madame Gao said calmly: "What's the price?"

"Ten million dollars plus the addresses of twenty female tycoons in New York!"

"Very cost-effective!" Madame Gao nodded: "He still hasn't overcome his inner demons after all.

He obviously has powerful abilities, but he uses them for evil purposes.

Although he is a threat, he is not of great use.

It's just that your plan is not secret enough.

This matter should have been discussed by a policeman, instead of sending a proxy lawyer."

Xin said: "From the beginning, my goal was Mike Qi!

This suddenly appearing Archbishop of the Black Order has always given me a very bad feeling.

He is like a black hole, I can't feel any information about him at all."

Xin paused for a moment and continued: "Are we going to do it tonight?"

Madame Gao's eyes were cold: "Throw a bait out, I want to see if the explosion is really useless at all!

Also, pass Mike Qi's reaction and abilities to Purple Man, I think he will be interested."

Now the war in Madripoor is at a critical moment, and the rear must not be messed up no matter what.

Xin nodded and closed his eyes, not speaking.