American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Ten million US dollars is a large sum of money anywhere.

This is especially true for police officers who earn a few thousand dollars a month, which means that in order to swallow such a large sum of money, in addition to a certain background, a considerable number of people are needed to help each other.

However, if a gang wants to take action, there must be a leader.

Solving this person can solve more than half of the problem.

"Bessel Ax, Second-Grade Detective of the Serious Crime Team."

After looking at the photo in his hand, Qi Shan got out of the car and rang the doorbell.

Soon, footsteps came from inside, and a woman opened the door. She was slightly stunned when she saw Qi Shan and said, "Benny?"

Qi Shan shrugged, "Is Bessel in? I have something very important to talk to him about."

"Can't you put your work down for a while? It's dinner time now."

The woman complained a little, then turned her head and shouted, "Honey, Benny is looking for you!"

"Coming soon," a man's voice came from inside.

The woman tilted her head slightly and said insincerely, "Do you want to come in and talk?"

"No need, it's better outside."

"Suit yourself."

The woman turned around and went back, and a man brushed past her and walked out.

"Benny? What are you doing here? How many times have I told you not to come to my house? It's easy to get exposed."

Bessel gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, and looked back inside.

He seemed very afraid of being heard by his family.

"Sorry, you know, I wouldn't come to you if it wasn't a serious matter. Let's talk in the car, I need to show you something."

Bessel rolled his eyes: "Can't we talk about it tomorrow? God, today is my wedding anniversary, do you know how much effort I put into preparing this dinner? Lisa's parents are also here…"

"Bessel!" Qi Shan interrupted him and said seriously: "Something happened!"

Bessel looked at Qi Shan's eyes, and then compromised: "Okay, I can only give you ten minutes at most."

"That's enough!"

Qi Shan smiled and led Bessel into a white Toyota.

Closing the passenger door, Bessel was slightly stunned and said, "This is Andy's car, how is it in your hands?"

Qi Shan slowly fastened his seat belt and replied faintly: "Because I also invited Andy."

Bessel looked back and saw two familiar faces unconscious in the back seat.

"Andy? Benny?"

Bessel was horrified and desperately tried to draw his gun.

Qi Shan chopped him on the neck with a hand knife, his eyes rolled over, and he passed out directly.

The police pistol that had just been drawn fell to the ground, and bullets scattered all over the place.

"The last one is here, let's get started!"

Taking out a syringe of anesthetic, he stuck it into Bessel's thigh.

Then Qi Shan slightly twitched his face and pulled off a thin piece of silicone.

"I didn't expect this thing to be quite useful, but the facial expressions are a bit stiff. Maybe I should go back and flip through the magic book and improve it a bit."

Starting the car, it quickly disappeared into the night.

A few minutes later, the woman came out and looked around, her face suddenly turned black.

She turned around and slammed the door shut.

Qi Shan drove the car slowly into a warehouse.

Pulling down the rolling door, he turned on the吊灯 [diàodēng] (hanging lamp).

Then he moved the three men out separately and placed them on chairs that had been prepared in advance.

Qi Shan tapped his throat, and his voice became exactly the same as Bessel's.

"The 10 million US dollar diamond is in my hands, want to talk about it?"

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and the background music quickly became smaller, it seemed that he had found a quiet place.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, it's just that I find it a little funny to see you guys bothering a bar owner like headless flies. To be honest, I thought highly of you before. I thought you would contact me quickly after I got the diamond.

I didn't expect that you still haven't found out who the real opponent is. Haha, Jamaican gang, you guys are really interesting!"

Qi Shan's tone was frivolous and arrogant, acting like a conceited maniac who specializes in seeking excitement.

Sure enough, the other party exploded in anger.

"Listen, if you want to play, then we will accompany you to the end. We will find you and chop off your fingers one by one, and you will cry and beg to die quickly."

"Oh? Is that so? If you were really as powerful as you said, there wouldn't be this phone call."

Qi Shan sarcastically said, and then quickly hung up the phone.

It is conceivable that the other side will definitely be furious and then track the location of this phone.

With the ability of the gang, it is estimated that they will lock down this warehouse within 30 minutes, and then a large group of people will raid it.

After pondering for a moment, Qi Shan walked to the corner of the warehouse and opened a box.

Inside were all police commando equipment, pure black, including police uniforms, bulletproof vests, helmets, explosion-proof glasses, tactical vests, walkie-talkies, and main weapons.

Two Remington shotguns, one sniper rifle, two M4 machine guns, three submachine guns, two carbine rifles, and ten 1911 pistols.

It just so happened to be the firepower equipment of a commando squad.

These things were all provided by Tom. In order to get rid of the Jamaican gang's entanglement, he turned out his entire fortune.

After looking at the equipment, Qi Shan took out a small box from his body. After opening it, there were ten short strands of Tomie's hair inside.

Taking out the hair, he mobilized the liquid energy in his body and waved his hand to throw it out.

Immediately after, he saw ten strands of hair crackling like popcorn, one after another unfolding into huge hairballs, falling to the ground and bouncing twice, and then reorganizing into a tiny torso.

The torso swelled like a balloon, and in just a dozen seconds, a new Tomie was perfectly generated.

Ten Tomies lay in a neat row, opening their eyes one after another.

Before Qi Shan could let them speak, he quickly cast puppet manipulation, controlling the Tomies in front of him.

"Put on your clothes first, and put on your tactical masks."

After simply instructing them, Qi Shan turned back to fiddle with the three unlucky guys.

Taking out the three people's weapons, he loaded them, and then fired two shots at the warehouse door, and then stuffed the pistols back into the three people's hands.

Looking at the watch, according to normal circumstances, the anesthetic will be ineffective in about 30 minutes, the timing is just right.

Turning around, ten Tomies were all dressed neatly.

Although their whole bodies were wrapped in equipment, and their faces were also covered by tactical masks and tactical glasses, you could still tell they were women from their slender figures.

But it doesn't matter, it's just an ambush taking advantage of the night, and there's no need for a frontal battle.

Giving a hand gesture, the Tomies dispersed and hid, and the corners of Qi Shan's mouth curled up slightly.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the prey to come to the door.