American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Between the two missions, a total of three people died, but only two were attributed to Qi Shan. The number of missions had become 48, but the number of special missions remained unchanged.

It seemed that killing ordinary people didn't count towards special missions at all.

This world is still very dangerous, you never know what might pop out.

Qi Shan had been thinking about this problem for days. Could a King Kong jump out and attack a plane?

Or maybe a spaceship would suddenly fall from the sky, dropping a few Predator warriors, or maybe Area 51 would be exposed, and alien flying saucers would appear before the public?

Everything is possible!

Since he was going to a banquet, Qi Shan had to prepare himself well.

[Identity Replacement]

An invisible force acted on the man. His body trembled slightly, and then the force returned to Qi Shan again.

Suddenly, some fragmented memories appeared in Qi Shan's mind.

It turned out to be a New York police officer?

And a senior detective. He had been a policeman for more than 10 years, had served in the army, and had many friends in the police high-level. If it weren't for his hot temper, he would cause trouble every once in a while, constantly tarnishing the image of the New York police, I am afraid he would have left the front line and had his own office at police headquarters by now.

Qi Shan was a little speechless. He was clearly a killer, but he became a policeman?

Oh well, a policeman it is!

After the identity replacement, Qi Shan had a police ID, a gun, a police badge, and a law enforcement recorder.

These should all be equipment carried by plainclothes detectives.

And the man, originally named Bruce Payne, was also slightly dazed. Finally, as if remembering something, his expression suddenly became alert. He carefully observed his surroundings, put up the collar of his coat, trying to cover his face, and hurriedly left with his head slightly lowered.

After the identity replacement, Qi Shan gave the other party some limited memories.

From now on, this man, who was a policeman a few minutes ago, had completely replaced Qi Shan's previous identity as a newbie.

If there are any more killers, they will probably chase after him.

After thinking about it, he sent a text message to Julia, asking her to send someone to take care of him a little.

After all, Qi Shan is not a demon!

With the police ID as a pass, the security guard thought Qi Shan was a family member coming to celebrate Christmas Eve, and let him go without asking any questions.

Qi Shan followed the scattered crowd and walked directly through the lobby into the elevator.

The New Year's Eve party will be held on the 11th floor.

The first floor is a large flat floor specially reserved by the company, which is usually used as a cafeteria, and occasionally it is tidied up and used as a ballroom.

After all, this is America, you have to learn to enjoy life, especially the most important Christmas of the year, everyone attaches great importance to it.

From two weeks ago, the entire company had been looking forward to this party.

The elevator stopped at each floor, and people were coming in and out. I don't know what they were thinking about running around at this critical moment.

Qi Shan had no interest in the party at all. Such parties are just for fun and there is nothing good to eat.

What he wants most now is to find the target person, kill him in a few days and return to New York.

He had a good time in Los Angeles recently, visiting some top villas. Qi Shan now has many ideas about decoration in his mind.

He decided that after returning this time, he would buy the entire old building he was renting now.

After cleaning up the tenants, he would decorate the old apartment building as a whole according to the new design. The exterior would not be touched, and it would still be in a mottled state, but the interior would be completely changed, so that it would present an inconspicuous exterior, but a unique interior.

This idea made Qi Shan a little excited. He had been writing and drawing in the past few days, designing different rooms and different decorations.

Qi Shan felt that he was also a little strange. He clearly carried an entire world with him, but he was still so interested in houses.

Could this be proof that he is a Chinese at heart?

Thinking wildly in his mind, he absentmindedly accepted the memory fragments of the new identity. All kinds of strange pictures flashed before his eyes, all kinds of characters, all kinds of scenery. This was completely another life, long and short, real and unreal.

The broken fragments gradually formed a complete picture, and then turned like a revolving lantern.

During this period, Qi Shan had better proactively unfold the Kagura Mind's Eye, constantly monitoring the firearms within the range.

Last time might have been an accident, but the company dared to send a mission text message before he left, and the purpose was completely exposed.

They need him to stay in Los Angeles and actively participate in this mission, which means that there must be something wrong with this mission.

There must be an ambush, so searching for guns is the best signal point.

While he was multitasking and occasionally distracted, a surprised voice suddenly came from the elevator.

"Qi Shan? God, I can't believe my eyes, you actually came to find me!"

Qi Shan came back to his senses and realized that he and another woman were the only ones left in the elevator.

At this time, the elevator was in a descending state. Obviously, when people were coming in and out just now, the 11th floor had already passed.

Qi Shan was absent-minded and didn't notice.

The woman in front of him had a complicated expression, with some surprise in her eyes, but her body was in a tangled state, as if she subconsciously wanted to pounce over, but she stubbornly nailed herself to the spot.

Qi Shan glanced at her, and the corresponding information quickly flashed through his mind.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Ex-wife?

I didn't expect this identity to have an ex-wife?

More information kept appearing.

Mira Dorade, senior consultant of an investment company. A month ago, due to work transfer reasons, the two could not reach a consensus and had to break up helplessly.

And the original owner only realized in this month that his life could not be without the woman in front of him, so he held a bouquet of roses on Christmas Eve, ready to ask for reconciliation, but he didn't expect to be pointed out by Qi Shan, truly and completely cutting off hope.

Looking at the woman's expectant and nervous eyes.

Qi Shan awkwardly touched his nose.

What a sin!