American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan's method was very simple: break the deadlock gradually, starting from a single point.

Never been a cult leader? No problem, you've been a boss before. Although there are some differences in name, the essence should be about the same.

Jiro, this unlucky kid, just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Anyone could have done it.

Qi Shan didn't doubt at all whether these two kids could meet his requirements. They've been lurking in the dark side for so long and haven't been killed.

Besides someone recruiting them, their own cleverness is also a necessary condition.

So, what will these two little guys do? It's really something to look forward to.

On the other side, Rokuro and Jiro escaped with their lives. They ran for more than ten minutes, twisting and turning into another area before stopping.

The two of them supported their knees, panting heavily. Even if they had some foundation, they were still too young, and it was inevitable that they would panic when things happened.

"Bro, what should we do? Are we just going to run away like this?" Jiro was obviously a little unwilling.

Rokuro was calmer. He took a few deep breaths, not caring about the unpleasant smell, and forced his breathing to stabilize.

After a moment of silence, Rokuro said, "Don't worry, things aren't without a solution!"

"I know, the sewers have plenty of worthless people. Not to mention ten for one for the old man, even a hundred can be handled with a little more time.

I'm unwilling to join that damned cult. I, Jiro, may be young, but I've been through thick and thin. When have I ever been reduced to the point where I don't dare to say anything when someone forces me? It's too frustrating, bro!"

"Shut up, what do you know?" Rokuro said, "I've heard of this Evil God cult. It mainly operates in the Land of Hot Water. Although the number of people is not large, it is extremely terrifying. The entire cult, from top to bottom, is full of lunatics. I heard that every once in a while, they will forcibly grab people for sacrifices. Being cut open is a light punishment. There are even those who are directly chopped into meat paste.

The Evil God cult regards pain as the Evil God's gift. They stab themselves with a knife every now and then, calling it feeling the greatness of the Evil God.

Such a crazy cult, and the cult leader personally recruited us. Do you think the two of us can escape?"

Rokuro looked at his younger brother, his eyes burning.

Jiro pouted a little unconvinced, but in the end, he didn't say anything against his will.

"Whether it works or not, we have to try and see!" Rokuro's eyes flashed, and he made up his mind.

An hour later, like a pebble falling into a calm lake, a message quickly spread to every corner of the sewers.

The old man's tavern was taken over by outsiders!

The attackers were more than a dozen glamorous women dressed in white uniforms, dressed similarly to nuns.

They seemed to be looking for a treasure that the old man had buried for many years.

Conflict! Beauty! Treasure!

As soon as the three major elements of a rumor appeared, it immediately swept through every corner like a tornado.

People who made a living in the dark side took action one after another, carefully seeking verification through their own methods.

However, strictly speaking, Rokuro and Jiro didn't deliberately lie, but only modified some details and exaggerated a little.

While pointing out that there were more than a dozen of them, they also deliberately omitted Tomie's abilities.

Greed is human nature, a beast in the heart that is difficult to restrain.

The guys who make a living in the dark side, except for a few who are forced by the environment, are all villains who like to take risks.

Hearing this kind of news, how could they not be tempted?

Unknowingly, dense footsteps began to approach. On several main sewer roads near the tavern, there were many erratic figures.

However, the number of people seemed to be gathering too much, and they were somewhat afraid of each other. No one wanted to be the first to attack.

At this moment, a tall, thin guy wrapped in a coat suddenly rushed out, swung a long knife in his right hand, and rushed in without hesitation.

Swish!

The blade flashed, blood splattered, and from the gap opened by the round iron door, it could be clearly seen that the head of a woman in a white uniform flew up, and blood gushed out.

So easy to deal with?

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people couldn't hold back any longer and rushed out in a swarm, each with strange and bizarre costumes, holding strange weapons, but all with the same greedy faces.

Inside the tavern, the tall, thin guy succeeded in one move, but was simultaneously cut in half by two Tomies on the left and right. His clothes were torn, and his upper and lower body separated, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

With a hiss, the coat burst open, and Rokuro and Jiro rolled out.

The two neatly performed a forward roll, just kneeling on one knee not far in front of Qi Shan. The two saluted and said, "Cult leader, the matter has been arranged. There are more than a hundred guys who have been lured in outside, which has already met the cult leader's conditions. I wonder about the old man…"

Qi Shan looked at the two little guys. Although Jiro tried his best to make a expressionless face, there was still some resentment between his eyebrows. Rokuro was much more natural, and even able to calmly meet his gaze.

Interesting. Just based on this psychological quality and this small layout, it can be seen that Rokuro has a plan in mind.

"Alright!"

Qi Shan snapped his fingers, and several cold lights flashed, and the ropes on the old man, Dumen, the down-and-out samurai, and others were directly cut off.

The group instantly broke free and quickly dodged away.

More and more villains poured in. Tomie's full force was still retreating steadily. A large number of severed limbs flew in the air, and there was blood and minced meat everywhere.

The villains had already gone crazy, their minds filled with the urge to kill, even ignoring the messy and weird squirming on the ground.

"Hahaha, happy, really happy, I have never killed such a beautiful chick, die! All of you die!"

"Butcher, you bastard, be careful, don't kill them all, we are very interested in the treasure!"

"Kill! Kill!"

"Hee hee hee hee, blood, it's all real blood, it's so wonderful, this is simply heaven, heaven!"

The villains shouted and screamed, trying to vent this violent emotion. Their weapons were covered with blood and minced meat, and the clothes on their bodies were dyed scarlet.

They thought they had everything under control. As long as they put in more effort, they could get the treasure and women, but unknowingly, the number of Tomies had already increased exponentially.