American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Tomie's hair possesses extremely special characteristics.

First, its regenerative ability is beyond doubt. Second, as long as it takes root in organic matter, it will self-replicate.

If there is no special stimulation, the hair will not generate a complete Tomie, but will only replicate and grow endlessly.

Finally, her hair, no matter how long it is left, will be moist and shiny, with a touch like the real thing.

Qi Shan used black magic to study it and found that this thing is very suitable for weaving into clothing.

For others, this might be a fantasy, but for Qi Shan, who has complete control over Tomie's abilities, it doesn't seem impossible.

Once shaped, the hair's regenerative properties will allow it to automatically repair after damage.

Most importantly, it is black.

This perfectly matches the uniform color of the Black Order in Qi Shan's mind.

With the mindset of using the best materials to create the best uniforms.

Qi Shan drove out early in the morning to get materials from the first Tomie.

He left the second Tomie at home to prevent the two Tomies from fighting each other upon meeting.

Parking the car in front of the office, Qi Shan was immediately stunned by what he saw.

The prosperous scene of the previous two days had disappeared.

Replaced by a scene of ruins after a fire.

The walls and ceiling were burned black, the tiles on the ground were cracked, and there were shallow water stains.

Most of the furniture had traces of being licked by flames, and there were water stains on top of the traces.

Obviously, this place was burned and then flooded.

Looking around, it seemed that only his shop on this street had been burned.

However, the lively street a few weeks ago was now frighteningly deserted.

Seven or eight of the shops on both sides were closed, and the remaining few were half-dead.

Someone, whether a shop assistant or the owner, sat in front of the door with a chair, with an expression on their face as if someone in their family had died.

"What on earth happened here?"

Qi Shan tried hard to recall, but it seemed that King Piccolo had not wreaked havoc here.

Although Naxinuo City is prosperous, it is not entirely a business center with high-rise buildings.

The U.S. loves to create rich and poor areas. If International City belongs to white-collar apartments, this place is somewhat like a combination of urban and rural areas.

Of course, in terms of transportation, it may be slightly more prosperous.

King Piccolo has been messing around in the city center, smashing through a dozen buildings and almost blowing up the Lingang District.

But this place has not been affected.

Feeling puzzled, Qi Shan closed his eyes and sensed the location of the first Tomie.

"Next door? What the hell?"

Qi Shan drove a little further and stopped in front of a deserted coffee shop.

Seeing Qi Shan get out of the car, the old man wearing an apron and sitting at the door quickly stood up.

"Would you like some breakfast?"

"Um… okay!"

Qi Shan looked up and saw a group of people surrounding Tomie like stars surrounding the moon.

Unlike usual, not all of these people were men, and few had deep eye bags and felt crazed.

Instead, there were men, women, old and young, surrounding Tomie in the middle, not attracted by Tomie, but vaguely regarding her as their leader.

"Wait here, don't come over."

Tomie ordered in a cold voice, without even glancing at these people, proudly raising her head and striding over.

These people looked accustomed to it and stood there obediently.

Qi Shan watched Tomie walk over, sit opposite him, raised his chin slightly, and asked: "What's going on?"

"How would I know, a bunch of so-called people?"

After saying a sentence, Tomie shouted: "Old man, bring me coffee, I want the best Blue Mountain coffee, I know you have it in stock, if you dare to fool me with fake stuff, I'll pour the coffee on your face."

She spoke rudely, but the old man smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Qi Shan nodded secretly in his heart, that's right, the same vile personality is Tomie.

"Why was the office burned down?"

"Because of a vicious woman."

Speaking of this, Tomie's face became a little hideous. "About ten days ago, a gang suddenly came to this street, acting arrogantly and collecting protection fees from house to house."

Qi Shan was slightly stunned and said: "Where are they from?"

"I heard they are Cubans." Tomie clenched her white and tender little fist and said: "At first, I didn't care. Two men came one after another and were persuaded by me to stay and help.

But later, two women actually came. These two women were unreasonable, smashing things everywhere as soon as they came in, and also threatening everyone with guns.

I asked people to kill them, but these two women escaped one step ahead.

Then that night, someone threw a Molotov cocktail into the office. And then it became like this."

Tomie took out a cigarette, lit it, and gently pecked at it with her cherry-red little mouth, exhaling a faint wisp of smoke.

Her eyes were a little dazed, seeming to recall, seeming to enjoy the murmured words: "The firelight that night was really beautiful, those screams, the ugly state of those men struggling and begging for help in front of me, that bright red color, it was so beautiful."

Qi Shan: -_- ||

After thinking carefully, he probably understood the cause and effect.

Obviously, a female boss in this block took a fancy to it, and for some reason was expelling these merchants. Then, because of Tomie's ability, the two little gangsters who came to work were seduced into followers.

So the other party regarded this as a provocation and treated Tomie as the chicken that scared the monkeys.

And Tomie's tough attitude also gave the merchants on this street who didn't want to leave a backbone.

This is really a big misunderstanding.

Qi Shan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head and said loudly: "Does anyone know the details of those people?"

The old man came over with a coffee pot and two cups, poured a cup for Qi Shan and Tomie respectively, and then said: "I found an acquaintance with connections and know a little about the situation. Did Miss Tomie call you to help?"

Tomie urged impatiently: "So much nonsense, get the sugar cubes, I want the best sugar cubes, English ones!"

"Yes, yes!" The old man smiled apologetically, trotted all the way to get the sugar cubes, and looked at Qi Shan with expectant eyes.

Qi Shan: … …

"I guess so! We are partners." He pointed to the burned-down office.

The old man suddenly understood, and his tone became three points more enthusiastic.

"That group of people are actually not street gangsters, but employees of a third-rate real estate company. Their boss is a woman named Kong Chala Leisita. She is a Cuban.

She specializes in buying land, just like what she has been doing these two weeks.

She calls some gangsters to come to us every day to collect protection fees. If we don't give them, they will smash our stalls. If we give them, there will be no profit in the business."

Qi Shan waved his hand: "No need to say these things, they are old tricks from 800 years ago. Disrupt everyone's business, buy shops and nearby land at low prices, and finally integrate them into a whole piece and sell them to large real estate companies to obtain huge profits.

I know all this. What I want to know now is, how many people do they have?"

The old man thought for a while: "There are a dozen familiar faces, plus the female boss and her bodyguards, there should be more than 20 people."

"Has no one thought about calling the police?"

The old man smiled awkwardly, put down the coffee pot and turned to leave.

Qi Shan found it a bit funny, feeling that the buyers and sellers on this street also touched on businesses in the gray area.

What does this old man do?

He looked down at the coffee pot and realized, so that's it, he smuggles Blue Mountain coffee.

It's true that dragons have their own paths, and rats have their own ways.

So the reason why the abandoned pier two kilometers away has not been repaired is because of this.

Qi Shan shook his head: "Okay, I'll take care of this matter. It should be these two days. Give me a few strands of hair."

Tomie didn't ask, directly pulled out a few strands of hair and patted them into Qi Shan's hand.

After combing his hair, Qi Shan got up.

Tomie's side is a small matter and easily handled. The boss who will be invading tonight is a major event.

Qi Shan still needs to make some preparations. If the opportunity is right, he plans to let the people of the Black Order make their debut in advance.

Building his own power is a necessary move.

This is just a King Piccolo, and it has made Superman and Supergirl mess up.

Of course, it is undeniable that King Piccolo is a bit strong.

But this is the dignified DC!

Even if the Arrowverse is a bit weak, it shouldn't be like this.

There are still too few heroes who can be put on the table.

In order to avoid the Earth being inexplicably destroyed in the future, Qi Shan felt that he should prepare early.

What kind of image should he appear in?