American Comics: BOSS Invasion

He hadn't walked more than a few steps when a white girl in professional attire hurried over and said, "Chairman, the mission statistics for today have been compiled. The documents are in your office. Please take a look, and if there are no problems, please sign!"

"Got it!"

Qi Shan nodded, dismissed the girl, and led Black Panther through the door into a spacious office.

This office was indeed quite large, over a hundred square meters. It looked big on the surface, and there was also a hidden door in the back, vaguely revealing what seemed to be a standard rest area, fully equipped.

The outside was a standard office area, with bookshelves, a large boss's chair, a sofa area for meetings, a small wine cabinet, and a kitchenette.

"You're the chairman of the Bounty Hunter Guild?"

Qi Shan said calmly, "Just the Gotham City branch chairman. Above us, there are regional chairmen, state chairmen, the Celestial Stems and Terrestrial Branches, and the general chairman.

Of course, under normal circumstances, these big shots don't handle specific matters. In Gotham City, I'm the biggest one!"

"Since you're such a big shot, why did you specifically look for me? If you need street children, you only need to say a word, and your subordinates will collect hundreds or thousands for you!"

Black Panther was somewhat skeptical.

"You're right, and they would compress the time to within a few hours, but they are not you!"

Black Panther immediately reacted, "You mean my grandfather?"

Qi Shan nodded slightly, without further explanation.

"You only need to understand this point. Don't ask too much. If one day you are really interested in the truth, you can choose to investigate it yourself.

We've already agreed. I give you power, and you will work for me! No regrets now, right?"

Black Panther shook his head quickly. He was joking. He might have regretted it just now, but now that he had seen his true strength, owning such a large Bounty Hunter Guild, this thigh had become a giant elephant leg. He'd be crazy to regret it!

Qi Shan nodded slightly, took out a delicate crystal box from the small cabinet behind him, and opened it to reveal a strangely patterned banana.

"Eat this!"

A trace of hesitation flashed deep in Black Panther's eyes. Although he felt the shape of the banana was very strange, the next second, he grabbed it without hesitation, peeled it, and took a bite.

In the next instant, his eyes widened like light bulbs, and his entire face turned green, almost spitting it out.

But at this moment, Qi Shan slapped him on the chest, and the pulp that was about to be spit out was directly forced into his esophagus. Black Panther coughed and swallowed it.

"Bastard, what are you doing!"

Black Panther coughed incessantly, tears welling up in his eyes.

"What the hell did you feed me? It tastes like a pile of poo. Is it poisonous? I'm poisoned now. What's your grudge against me? Why did you go to all the trouble to poison me? I'm done for, I'm going to die!"

Black Panther staggered and fell to the ground, his whole body twitching.

Qi Shan glanced at the remaining half of the banana. The patterns on it had disappeared at some point. He nodded with satisfaction, sat on the sofa, took out a cigar, and slowly toasted the end, saying, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Now, focus and feel the changes happening in your body.

This isn't just a simple banana, but a legacy of a unique power. You have completely absorbed this power.

Feel it, grasp this feeling, and use it!"

"What are you talking about? How is that possible? A banana… Wow, what is this? A heatwave is emerging in my body. I'm done for, I'm going to die!"

Before Black Panther could finish speaking, he realized that his black skin had turned blackish-red, and his whole body was emitting terrifying heat. Even the air in front of him was boiling, and his breathing became involuntarily rapid.

"Take this and concentrate all your power in the palm of your hand. Let me see where your limit is!"

Qi Shan threw something over, and Black Panther subconsciously grabbed it, discovering that it was a strangely shaped thermometer. The numbers marked on it were frighteningly large. The lowest one was five hundred degrees, and the highest grid was over nine thousand degrees.

What the hell is this?

Although Black Panther was puzzled, he heard Qi Shan's words and subconsciously controlled the power in his body. He concentrated all the heat from his body on his hands, and then found that other parts of his body were no longer hot, but his hands seemed to have two pieces of lava, black and shiny.

Then he saw the thermometer rise in leaps and bounds, instantly breaking through three thousand, and still rolling upwards, until he turned red in the face, the thermometer directly reached about six thousand degrees.

Unfortunately, Black Panther couldn't hold on for even a second at this level of high temperature, and his whole body collapsed. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, lying on the ground in a sprawling position, panting incessantly.

Sure enough, Devil Fruits still can't escape the law of consuming physical strength.

So that means he might be afraid of the sea in the future, but it's no big deal.

"Now you know your power, right? I didn't break my promise!"

Qi Shan lit the cigar, took a slow puff, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and then said, "Being able to inherit this power shows that you have good aptitude. If you can pass my test, I will consider cultivating you as my successor!"

Hearing this, Black Panther immediately sat up, "What do you mean?"

"After the last mission, which was the revenge order for Bruce Wayne's parents that you heard about, my points have reached the upper limit. In about two weeks at most, I will be promoted, and this time I may go to Washington to become the regional chairman of the entire United States.

In that case, the position of Gotham City chairman will be vacant.

I have been carefully observing for more than a month, and I have not found anyone who can be competent for this position. I was somewhat disappointed until yesterday when I found your grandfather in the police station. I found that he was the right person, but things went awry and your grandfather died in the police station.

We always believe that bloodlines don't lie. Your grandfather was a suitable person, so you also have a chance. Therefore, I found you and gave you power, hoping to pass the test!"

Black Panther was completely bewildered. Yesterday, he was squatting on the street eating simple bread, and today he inexplicably became the successor of the Bounty Hunter Guild. Isn't this a bit too fantastical?