American Comics: BOSS Invasion

He lowered his body and advanced quickly, moving swiftly and silently. The Punisher randomly chose routes, turning at intersections and entering unlocked doors, traversing between buildings and disappearing from sight in no more than ten seconds.

This method worked against the gangs a hundred and one times out of a hundred. Therefore, while he was vigilant, he was also full of confidence.

However, what he didn't expect was that this time, his opponent wouldn't fall for this trick.

The already recorded bio-electromagnetic wave, within Sixteenth's biological radar range, was like an LED light on a clod of earth's head, impossible to miss.

Sixteenth paused, his entire body floating up. He suddenly burst out with a sonic boom, leaving an afterimage as he streaked across the air, appearing directly on the other side of the block.

He crossed his arms, silently hovering outside a window.

A few seconds later, the Punisher's figure appeared at the window. He casually glanced outside, his nerves instantly tightening, and he raised his gun in a split second.

Bang!

Clang!

With a muffled sound, the barrel of the gun exploded. The Punisher's right hand splattered with blood, a bloody mess. Without hesitation, he threw away the gun and reached for his gun holster with his numb, completely insensible hand. Suddenly, a large hand clamped onto his neck, gently pinching his carotid artery.

The Punisher's expression froze. After a few seconds of僵持, he gradually lost consciousness, his body collapsing, revealing Sixteenth's figure behind him.

Sixteenth expressionlessly discarded the gun barrel, which had exploded into the shape of a morning glory, from his fingers. He grabbed the Punisher by the back of his neck and suddenly smashed through the ceiling, rising into the air.

He disappeared into the night sky.

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Two blocks away, Qi Shan's Rolls-Royce drove slowly. At the two intersections ahead and behind, six black SUVs each pulled out, and the convoy reformed, just as it had at the beginning.

In the conference hall, the influential New York bosses had gradually arrived.

The once somewhat empty conference hall was now occupied by seven people.

The room was filled with smoke. The bosses either squinted and sized each other up, closed their eyes to rest, glared fiercely at their enemies, or greedily stared at Madame Viper, their gazes constantly sweeping over her graceful body, seemingly unwilling to leave for even a moment.

For example, the boss of the Harlem port, Cornell Stokes, also a snake, was very interested in Madame Viper.

Suddenly, the door of the conference hall opened, and a lackey walked in.

Avoiding the bodyguards behind each boss, he trotted to Joseph's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Joseph revealed a slight look of surprise and said, "Are you sure he hasn't shown up?"

The lackey nodded.

"Interesting! In that case, don't neglect him!" Joseph's lips curled up, and he waved his hand to dismiss the lackey.

This person had long dreadlocks, a golden skull pendant hanging around his neck, and his upper body was covered in tattoos, wearing a biker gang vest.

With a glance, Qi Shan understood.

The man stared at Qi Shan with a arrogant expression, the pale skull mask on his face revealing green pupils, like a man-eating demon.

Since the boss had made his attitude clear, the two burly men behind him, dressed in similar attire, immediately pulled out the large revolvers from their waists.

The surrounding bosses watched with expressions of amusement, no one making a sound.

Qi Shan had no expression on his face, not even stopping his steps.

An afterimage flashed, and the three men flew out at the same time, directly smashing through the windows and disappearing from the conference hall.

Qi Shan turned around and sat in the man's seat, gently rotating the ring on his little finger, and smiled: "Everyone is here, I think we can begin!"

The crowd stared at Qi Shan's nonchalant expression for a while, and unanimously withdrew their gazes.

Jigsaw Billy Russo laughed hoarsely.

"Kid, do you know who that guy was just now?"

Qi Shan said faintly: "Sorry, my energy is limited. I usually don't pay much attention to insignificant small characters."

"Wow, young people these days are really bold!"

Mister Negative Martin Li exaggeratedly praised him, and said with a smile: "But I think it's better for you to understand a little. Although that idiot is not very smart, he is lucky enough to have a grenade pressed on his face, and only the flesh on his face was blown apart."

Tombstone said lightly: "His name is Finn Cooley, a survivor of the Punisher's massacre of the Irish gang. However, I haven't seen him for a few weeks. I don't know how he got involved with the biker gang. Although these bugs are inconspicuous, they are not easy to deal with!"

Qi Shan nodded lightly, expressing his thanks.

"No wonder, so he wanted to stand up for the biker gang! What a pity..."

Madame Viper's eyes fluttered and asked: "What a pity?"

Qi Shan turned his head to look at her, glanced over her exquisite and alluring curves a few times, revealing a few traces of pleasure, and said: "It's a pity that he will never have a chance to stand up again."

At this time, everyone was shocked to suddenly realize that the tall white man behind Qi Shan had disappeared without them noticing.

A lackey suddenly broke in, rushed to Joseph's side in a hurry, and whispered a few words.

Joseph glanced at Qi Shan with some surprise, and then ordered: "Clean it up and tell the Gucci family."

The lackey nodded and quickly left.

"So the Gucci family is supporting you behind the scenes, no wonder you sent him an invitation too!" Madame Viper chuckled.

"I sent invitations to many newcomers, but it seems that only two were able to pass the test and come here. Oh, no, it should only be one!"

Joseph nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and Qi Shan returned the greeting with a smile.

The surrounding bosses were silent, watching quietly.

Joseph raised his eyes and looked at the clock and said: "The time is almost up, it seems that some people won't be able to arrive for tonight's gathering. It's a bit of a pity. I thought that with Madam Gao of the Triads' wisdom, she wouldn't turn down the opportunity for peace talks, but now it seems that I was a bit presumptuous. As for Mr. Fisk..."

"I'm here!"

The door suddenly opened, and a figure as strong as a black bear walked in slowly, his huge body almost filling the door frame, forming a great sense of oppression.

Qi Shan narrowed his eyes, and a name appeared in his mind: "Kingpin."