American Comics: BOSS Invasion

In the Spirit Illusion Town, during a dark and windy night, a figure looked around cautiously on the street.

“This town is so strange, there’s not a single person on the street!”

“Uncle Ming, places without people are scary. Have we encountered a ghost domain again? Let’s not go any further, let’s just turn back. Spending a night in the wilderness is fine too!”

The one speaking to him was actually a yellow umbrella stuck in his backpack.

“What do you know? Are you really treating me like a wandering ghost? The desolate wilderness, no food, no drink, and nowhere to rest. One night out there and I’ll catch a cold. When that happens, no matter how much I cry out, no one will answer. Before long, I’ll be keeping you, you dead ghost, company!”

“That wouldn’t be so bad!” The voice paused for a moment, then the man immediately raised his eyebrows: “What did you say? Looks like you need a beating!”

“Now you’re already cursing me to die in the wilderness? I haven’t even bothered you yet. Your acting is too exaggerated, I can’t even watch it, okay? You’re playing a fierce ghost, the kind that kills without batting an eye. Can’t you look a little more ferocious?

Don’t think you can scare people by waving your claws around. Customers these days aren’t like they used to be, where whatever the Taoist priest said was the truth. People are shrewd these days!”

The yellow umbrella said again: “What can I do? I’m a coward to begin with. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been scared to death. Besides, the places you go are too frightening.

It’s either zombies or all kinds of demons and ghosts. We’re just trying to make a living, do we have to work so hard!”

If I can’t make money, I won’t even be able to afford to buy you two new outfits!”

After speaking, the man pushed open the door and walked straight in.

It was pitch black inside, and he couldn’t see any light. The man was just about to take advantage of the darkness to look around a bit and then call out to the innkeeper.

Suddenly, the door behind him was slammed shut. Several torches lit up around him, and a group of people ambushing in the hall appeared all at once, instantly surrounding the man.

Several burly men wielding knives didn't say a word, raised their knives and began to chop. The man was startled and retreated repeatedly to dodge.

Although he had tried his best, the straw hat on his head and the coat he was wearing were still cut into rags by the sharp blades.

Just as the man was about to speak, a burly man behind him suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up completely.

The burly man scolded with a fierce expression: “Didn’t you see the black lantern hanging high? That means this town is closed for the night!

Since it’s already closed for the night, you still sneak into the village in the dark. One look at you and I can tell you’re not a good person. Tell me, are you a good person?”

The man’s neck was being strangled, and he couldn’t breathe. He could only open his mouth wide and make “ah, ah” sounds.

“Not saying anything means yes!”

“Are you from the Horse Thief Gang? Speak! Not saying anything means yes! Are you here to scout out the town? Speak! Not saying anything means yes!”

The burly man was strangling the other person’s neck, asking and answering himself in a string of questions. Even the people next to him couldn’t stand it anymore and shouted: “Captain, if you keep strangling him like that, he’s going to die!

“Are you about to die soon? Say it! Saying nothing means yes!”

“Captain, you don’t really want to kill him, do you!”

At this time, the man was breathing more out than in, and the “eh, eh” sounds in his throat could no longer be heard.

The burly man made a fuss and felt that he hadn’t gotten any information out of him. Suddenly, anger rose from his heart. He pushed the man away and shouted loudly: “He won’t say anything no matter what we ask. He’s obviously a stubborn element. Since that’s the case, let’s not ask anything and just execute him on the spot!”

Two lackeys stepped forward and tied the man in place. The burly man roared suddenly, raised the long knife in his hand high, and chopped down at the man’s forehead.

The man closed his eyes, thinking that his life was over.

Just then, someone suddenly pushed open the inn door and rushed to the man’s side, raising the steel pipe in his hand to meet the blow.

There was a “clang” sound, and the knife landed squarely on the steel pipe.

“Master, you’ve arrived?”

The person who came was a thin but very energetic old man, filled with the natural aura of Taoism. His eyes were bright and piercing, giving off a feeling of imposing authority even without anger.

“What are you all doing? Without any evidence, you’re using such heavy hands. This is too outrageous, isn't it?”

“Evidence? That’s easy! Men, search him!”

As the burly man gave the order and his subordinates were about to step forward to search, the door was pushed open for the third time.

The burly man shuddered violently and shouted: “It’s bad, the Horse Thief Gang is about to kill their way in, everyone charge!”

After shouting, the burly man took the lead and charged forward. He raised his steel knife and, without even looking, aimed at the figure that had just entered and chopped down.

“Someone’s attacking!”

A cold snort, and the surrounding air suddenly became heavy, as if an invisible pressure emanated from the man in front of them, as if they were standing on the seabed.

Including the burly man, everyone in the inn felt immense pressure. The weaker ones had already fallen to the ground, sprawled out like large white cloths, trying to maximize their contact surface to feel a little better.

The burly man and the deputy captain, who was following closely behind and also preparing to attack, as well as the other two strong henchmen, bore the brunt of the pressure. At this moment, they were completely frozen in place, unable to move even half a step no matter what!

At this moment, the door slowly opened, and a group of five people walked in from outside, all dressed in similar attire. The leader was a burly man with bulging muscles, wearing lantern pants, and exposing layers of tendons on his upper body. He had a huge ghost-head saber beside him, which was dizzying to look at.

Behind this man was a young man wearing the same black robe but with a haori over it. Beside him stood a tall, graceful woman, but the charm on her face seemed too strong.

Looking at the men inside, even though she had no expression, the way her eyes moved gave people the illusion that she was gazing at them affectionately.

The young man was expressionless. He didn’t even notice what was happening inside, and kept looking up at the starry sky, as if that was more attractive to him.

Behind the young man, two guards in the same attire stood on either side. One had a somewhat wretched face, disheveled and dirty, as if he hadn’t washed for days.

The other had a kind smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, standing sideways, like a dignified old steward.