American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Putting down the phone, Madame Viper's furious expression vanished quickly, and she curled the corner of her lips with interest: "Mike Qi? An interesting little fellow. Bring me his file!"

She gave the order, and someone immediately handed her a tablet.

"Hmm? Suddenly appeared during the Chitauri invasion, no prior records? Claims to be the Archbishop of the Black Order, interesting. Could he be related to Dormammu?"

Madame Viper muttered to herself, the subordinates standing beside her expressionless and silent.

She flipped through the meager amount of information, her interest growing stronger.

The subordinate frowned but remained silent.

"Don't understand?" Madame Viper said without looking up, "The New York partnership has just been established, and the entire gang alliance is still in its infancy. Before the Hand is dealt with, the gang alliance cannot fall. Now that he's been attacked, it's inevitable that the other bosses will have other ideas.

Of course, no one who can gain a foothold in New York will be intimidated by clumsy assassinations. They will only feel that their dignity has been violated, like a lion provoked by jackals, and will dig out the person responsible and kill them as quickly as possible.

But before that, I, as the initiator, must first make a statement!

That's why Mike Qi dares to ask me for people so confidently. In fact, you should also sense that he just wants an excuse, or rather, a name, to play a counterattack game!"

The subordinate was stunned listening from the side.

Madame Viper shook her head slightly: "Well, New York has been too peaceful lately. Stirring things up isn't necessarily a bad thing. Since he wants a reason, then give him one. Hmm... Aren't there some Eastern Europeans who have been very active recently? Pin it on them, and leave a trail leading back to the Hand. He should be satisfied with that..."

The subordinate couldn't help but say, "Madam, Kingpin and the Hand are currently cooperating on developing Hell's Kitchen. Wouldn't doing this..."

Madame Viper chuckled: "Who knows!"

In the dark world, betrayal and blood are eternal themes. To sit in the position of the Serpent Head, Madame Viper doesn't know how many conspiracies and killings she has experienced.

She doesn't know who in her team is a spy, but there definitely will be one.

Since that's the case, she doesn't mind sending the Hand a little trouble.

Oh, no! Perhaps it's a big trouble!

Madame Viper glanced at the photo of the plane crash explosion on the tablet, a meaningful arc appearing at the corner of her lips.

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Two days later.

New York, Brooklyn Central District, a historically significant cathedral.

Qi Shan, wearing the Black Order uniform and a trench coat, slowly stepped inside.

Behind him followed a group of subordinates also wearing uniforms.

Matthew was very happy, a smile on his round face.

He finally didn't have to wear that children's jumpsuit anymore and changed into normal clothes. He felt like he had grown taller.

"Boss, this church was built in the Lincoln era and was used as the main cathedral for the entire New York area at that time, once accommodating more than two thousand people for worship. Later, the US government implemented the Manhattan Project, and the prosperous areas shifted, the pace of life gradually quickened, and fewer and fewer people came here.

Later, due to industrial disputes, the Gucci family used tricks to take it down.

They once wanted to push the City Hall to start the Brooklyn industrial zone reconstruction plan, but unfortunately, it failed twice due to too much opposition, and it was shelved. Now, this church has been vacant for many years."

Qi Shan walked forward slowly, looking around.

This is a standard Christian church, with all specifications strictly built according to Vatican instructions, every detail carrying that unique charm.

Matthew took two small steps, then continued: "At the last gang alliance meeting, the Motorhead Gang rashly attacked the boss, and regarding that Finnish idiot, the Gucci family claimed to be unaware. They only had some business dealings with the Motorhead Gang and didn't want to be enemies with the boss.

They deeply apologized for the last incident and presented this church to the boss as compensation."

Qi Shan chuckled: "As expected of a family with a long heritage, their sense of smell is extraordinary. A signal of reconciliation? No, they just don't want to be the scapegoat for this incident. Impressive, impressive!"

Matthew scratched his head, completely not understanding what the boss was talking about.

"Boss, are you not satisfied with this place?"

"Satisfied!" Qi Shan smiled: "Since it's the Black Order, it naturally needs a church as its headquarters. Besides, the repair shop has already been attacked. Although I don't care, if I continue to live there, some idiots might have the sudden idea to attack again. It's better to move here."

In the underworld, humility is a sign of weakness, and kindness represents vulnerability. Only ruthlessness and the lure of money and power are the way to survive.

Of course, that's what they say, but in reality, after entering the twenty-first century, with the development of technology, the government's control over society is also gradually increasing. The survival space of gangs seems unchanged, but it is actually gradually shrinking.

The real Mafia have already transformed into bosses of multinational corporations, while those fighting in the streets are just small-time thugs who can't get on the stage.

Don't think the Hand is infinitely glorious. In fact, they reached a bottleneck more than a decade ago and can only continuously expand their size to maintain vitality.

In this era when superpowered individuals are about to fill the skies, if they don't make a breakthrough, they will only be marginalized, becoming true rats that can't see the light.

Perhaps that's why they are in a hurry to summon Black Sky.

After walking around, Qi Shan nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, find someone to do the renovations. These murals and statues should all be removed. The Black Order has its own beliefs!"

Matthew nodded: "Don't worry, boss, it's just a simple renovation. It will take two weeks at most to get it done!"

Sixteen walked over slowly from the outside, followed by Bonnie, whose expression was different.

"Boss!" Sixteen said.

"What's wrong?"

"Found something!"

Saying that, Sixteen handed over a phone, on which was a blurry photo.

Three people on a rooftop of a church, two people on one side, obviously Caucasian in appearance, and on the other side was a man wearing a purple suit, facing away from the camera.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and Madame Viper's voice came out.

"Mr. Qi, are you satisfied with this explanation?"