American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan had given this wish a great deal of thought before choosing it.

Firstly, the wishing method was the Dragon Balls, so the content of the wish would likely be limited to the Dragon Ball world.

From Qi Shan's own situation, he wasn't lacking in defense, but rather he had energy he couldn't output.

Cultivating Qi was indeed a method, but it wasn't suitable for Qi Shan.

On the contrary, this magical power called magic was a better match for Qi Shan's situation.

Of course, he had another option: he could wish to obtain the manufacturing method for artificial humans.

Cell might be impossible to create due to limitations.

But creating numbers 17 and 18 would definitely be no problem.

And with 17 and 18's explosive combat power that could beat Super Saiyan 2, once he could create them, beating the Supermen of this world would be like dealing with kindergarten children.

However, with Buu as a precedent, Qi Shan really couldn't convince himself to choose a lower level of power.

Moreover, although Bibidi hadn't appeared in the Dragon Ball world, news about him was spoken of by the Kaioshin of the world.

This dark wizard who almost ruled the entire universe's power was definitely not just at the level of artificial humans.

After this period of experimentation, Qi Shan could confirm that the peculiar energy within his body could not only absorb various attacks and strengthen Tomie's regenerative ability, but also be converted into all forms of energy that Qi Shan could understand.

Moreover, dark magic had advantages in control, guidance, and enhancement that white magic couldn't match.

For Qi Shan, who possessed a troublesome being like Tomie, the importance of dark magic was self-evident.

In summary, Bibidi's dark magic was the most suitable for Qi Shan.

The dark clouds in the sky, whether shaken by the Shenron's aura or for other reasons, unleashed a torrential rain for a few minutes before scattering away with their tails between their legs.

The yacht sailed smoothly back, and the attention that was expected to be drawn didn't appear; everything was perfect.

Superman was probably still busy searching for that non-existent egg.

Perhaps the Department of Defense had even allocated funds to start research on Piccolo Daimao.

If you think that only Piccolo Daimao will appear in the future, then you are too naive. The system will show you what despair is.

After docking the yacht in its fixed berth and greeting the rushed-over manager, Qi Shan drove away with Tomie.

After the big commotion, the streets were much quieter.

Although the shopping malls were open, there wasn't a single person inside, making the place feel like a ghost house.

The crowds that were occasionally seen were mostly homeless people or petty gangsters.

It seemed that Piccolo Daimao had really scared people badly.

With no Supergirl flying around in the sky, and no superhumans fighting for no reason in the streets, even the air felt much better.

Back in the apartment, Qi Shan couldn't wait to open the magic book.

The opening page was Bibidi's introduction, including his life story, his experience learning magic, and his later journey on the path of conquest, with his great achievements of almost conquering the entire universe.

At the bottom was a sentence written by Bibidi himself:

Magic is the source of all power.

Tilting his head in disapproval, Qi Shan turned to the next page and was immediately stunned.

It was blank.

He flipped through the pages, and they were all blank sheets of paper.

Then, the page detailed the forging method of magic power, as well as a few basic spells.

After reading this page, without waiting for Qi Shan to turn the page, the words on the page automatically changed, connecting to the previous paragraph.

It was clearly a book with an antique style, but it was acting like a tablet computer.

This book obviously had a special spirituality and could display the corresponding content according to what its owner was thinking.

Qi Shan studied it for an entire afternoon before he roughly understood the basic functions of this book.

This magic book not only recorded Bibidi's life experiences and all the magic he had learned,

but also contained blueprints for manufacturing magic equipment, methods for creating special magical tools, and Bibidi's various experimental records and reports.

There were also basic survey reports of countless planets in the Dragon Ball world.

Most importantly, this book detailed the process of creating Majin Buu, as well as some of the Great Magician Bibidi's other ideas.

It was no exaggeration to say that this book was a huge treasure.

It wasn't until late at night, when the food Tomie had prepared had gone cold, that Qi Shan slowly closed the magic book.

After a slight pause, he stretched out his right hand, opened his palm, and hissed out incomprehensible words. Countless peculiar particles immediately responded to the call. A shimmering giant dragon repeatedly intertwined in Qi Shan's palm before transforming into a light blue peculiar energy.

"So this is dark magic? Interesting indeed."

Qi Shan could clearly feel the changes in the magic power in his palm. It was like a ball of light blue quicksand, with an icy cold touch, yet it contained extremely magical energy.

Qi Shan clenched his palm, and the dark magic was directly absorbed into his body, rapidly assimilating into the golden energy within his body.

This little bit of magic power was too weak, and Qi Shan could hardly feel the increase in the golden energy in his body.

However, when Qi Shan opened his palm again and reversed the energy conversion, a huge magic power ball suddenly appeared in his palm.

Watching the magic power ball slowly rotate, emitting a shimmering blue light, the corners of Qi Shan's mouth curled up into a smile.

After absorbing the magic power again, he recalled a spell in his mind and gently tapped his finger on the magic book.

The huge magic book immediately jumped up and folded itself repeatedly. Each time it folded, all the side lengths would be reduced by 1/2.

After repeating this seven or eight times, the huge magic book turned into a small book the size of his palm.

With a wave of his hand, the appearance immediately changed, quickly turning into a pocket-sized printed book with a plastic-like sheen on the cover, even reflecting light.

A line of words appeared on the spine: Pocket Chinese 300 Sentences.

Qi Shan picked it up, took a look, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then he raised his head and smiled: "Tomie, let's eat!"

"So, that's the kid?"

The car stopped across from the police station. Qi Shan and Laurie sat side by side on the hood of the car, watching a man in a suit and a small mustache stride out of the police station.

"Yeah, I had someone check him out. His name is Eliza Mar, and he runs a small import and export company. On the surface, he deals in foreign liquor, cigarettes, and some rare luxury goods.

He has two sons, Ali and Alan. Looks like it's a small family business. They used to do business in Star City, but they failed in an industry struggle a few days ago and were driven out.

They happened to find Naxinuo City in a period of chaos, so they set their sights on this place."

Laurie had a cigarette in her mouth, introducing him casually.

Qi Shan took a look. "Looks a bit like a Cuban."

"Maybe, but their company is registered in Lebanon, and their office is there. Three days ago, they bought a private hangar at the private airport. A medium-sized freighter has taken off three times; they might be importing goods.

Their temporary office here has also been modified with a top-notch alarm system. The surveillance system is in place, with no blind spots. They're very wary of strangers, making it difficult to get close."

Watching the man look around carefully, and then get into a car,

Qi Shan frowned: "Looking at his movements, it seems like he's been through some training. Have you done a background check?"

Laurie grabbed her head and shouted: "Big brother, I've got a pile of official duties piled up recently. It's already good enough that I could spare the time to help you do a preliminary investigation. How could I have time to do a background check? Besides, his passport is Israeli, which is beyond our reach."

"Israeli?"

Qi Shan paused for a moment, turning his head to look at Laurie: "Are you two hiding something from me?"

Laurie shrugged: "Okay, we suspect this kid is retired from Mossad…"

Qi Shan: →_→

Laurie raised her hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, this was Tom's idea."

"You're really bringing me trouble." Qi Shan shook his head: "How far do you want to take it? Have the police raid their warehouse and put them in jail?"

"I'm more inclined to that option. But recently, things have been very tense up top. Tom is afraid of being implicated, so it's enough to drive them away."

Qi Shan nodded: "I'll see what I can do."

Waving goodbye, Qi Shan drove away.

In the underworld, competitors snatching business and territory is somewhat similar to wars between two countries in ancient times. Although killing is a method, it is the hardest to sustain.

Especially weapon smugglers; these people have money, people, and weapons.

Violent threats are usually difficult to produce results.

If you want to drive them away, there are usually only two ways.

First, get the authorities involved.

Second, ruin their reputation.

If following normal channels, even Qi Shan would need to put in some effort. First, he would need to create a fake identity, posing as a fellow seller or a big buyer, to contact them.

First, give some benefits to gain initial trust, and then use a Trojan horse or scare them to find out the location of their warehouse.

Then, all it takes is a bomb to solve everything.

It sounds simple, but operating such a plan, especially for weapon merchants who are very wary, would take at least two weeks to a month.

Fortunately, the extraordinary methods that Qi Shan had just obtained could greatly shorten this time.

Watching the target turn from the main road into a neighborhood, Qi Shan slowly parked on the side of the road, took a birdcage from the back seat of the car, and released the sparrow with a peculiar M-shaped mark on its forehead.

The little sparrow looked at Qi Shan, then fluttered its wings and flew away.

Qi Shan started the car and turned around, the corners of his mouth curling up in a faint smile.

"Let's use you to test my skills!"