American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The next day, a line of SUVs slowly pulled up in front of the church.

A large number of bodyguards got out of the cars and quickly surrounded the central vehicle, taking up defensive positions.

The car door opened, and the tall Wilson and Madame Gao, who had changed her attire, stepped out slowly.

The church doors opened, and two rows of burly men in black church uniforms walked out and quickly stood in formation.

Qi Shan walked out slowly.

He glanced at Wilson and Madame Gao, smiled slightly, and without saying anything, gestured for them to enter.

The two did not hesitate and led their bodyguards inside.

Reaching a corner, they went down a flight of safety stairs and pushed open the basement door, revealing a spacious area.

From the outside, one would never guess that the basement was so extremely spacious.

It resembled a car manufacturing factory, with a ceiling at least a dozen meters high.

In the center of the basement, a pair of double doors, at least 10 meters high, stood majestically.

The doors were modeled after vermilion lacquered gates, with two bronze beast heads holding copper rings above.

Below, in an extremely inconspicuous position, was a small keyhole.

"This is the gate to a parallel universe?" The two widened their eyes and observed carefully.

They got off the elevator and walked slowly to the gate.

Qi Shan said calmly, "Seeing is believing, facts speak louder than words. I won't say anything more; I'll let you experience it for yourselves. Dou Danfang!"

"Present!"

A muffled voice echoed, followed by heavy footsteps. An extremely tall figure walked out slowly.

This figure was more than 5 meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body. He wore a black and white uniform and carried a huge axe in his hand.

Madame Gao's pupils constricted: "What kind of technology is this?"

Technology? People are just born like that, okay?

Qi Shan replied with a straight face, "This is a failed product of a human gigantification experiment, spoils of war from a certain war. Madame Gao, don't worry too much. Please, the answer you seek lies behind this door."

Dou Danfang roared and slammed his massive hands on the vermilion lacquered doors, his arm muscles bulging. The door hinges creaked, and the vermilion lacquered doors suddenly opened.

Opposite them was a basement identical to this one.

Wilson glanced at Qi Shan, who smiled without saying a word.

He raised his hand, and one of the bodyguards following him immediately rushed in, quickly disappearing from their sight.

Madame Gao did the same. Several bodyguards beside her suddenly tore off their coats, revealing red ninja outfits underneath, and rushed in without a word.

A subordinate walked over with a tablet. Qi Shan glanced at it, showing eight different surveillance feeds.

They were cautious enough.

"No need to rush. Now that we're here, we have plenty of time to verify everything slowly!"

Qi Shan snapped his fingers, and someone immediately brought over tables and chairs, setting out refreshments.

Madame Gao immediately gave the order, and someone beside her relayed the command. The images were transmitted back within minutes.

Wilson also looked up at the same time, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

Madame Gao looked at Qi Shan with a strange expression and said, "What do you want?"

"Madame Gao, I've said from the beginning that I have no goodwill towards your Hand…"

"We don't need your goodwill either. It's just business; we're exchanging benefits! Isn't that right?"

Madame Gao smiled and said, "The Hand can also offer what you requested from Mr. Fisk. You should know that our influence in Southeast Asia is still very significant.

It's no less than Mr. Fisk's influence in Europe and North and South America.

Besides, since you didn't eliminate us from the beginning, it means there's a signal that we can cooperate!

Am I wrong, Mr. Qi?"

Qi Shan quietly looked at Madame Gao and suddenly laughed: "That's right, completely right!"

Wilson raised his teacup and smiled: "Mr. Qi is a true businessman. After realizing that he can't most efficiently utilize such a huge cake, he immediately converts it into something he lacks.

From today onwards, the Black Church will become a significant force in the world, and no country will dare to teach you what to do!"

Madame Gao smiled and said, "A partnership should be celebrated with wine. I'll provide it next time we meet. I have a jar of hundred-year-old tiger bone wine that I've been saving. Let's try it next time!"

"We must try it!"

The three clinked their teacups and each took a sip of black tea, marking the official establishment of their cooperation.

For them, a verbal agreement was enough. Cumbersome clauses and legal documents were meaningless to these rulers of the underworld.

"Now that we've reached a partnership, let's divide our spheres of influence to avoid unnecessary conflicts in the future."

Qi Shan said, "My request isn't high. I only want New York, both our world's New York and the parallel dimension's New York. How about it?"

The two exchanged glances and nodded in unison: "No problem!"

With such a huge benefit, giving up a New York stronghold was not something they needed to consider.

Madame Gao said, "I may need some time; I have some things to deal with!"

"No problem!" Qi Shan said readily.

What could the Hand possibly be doing? They just want to revive Black Sky.

Although it will involve some people and cause some messy things, what does it have to do with Qi Shan?

"Regarding the official power level, you've gathered the strength of both me and the Hand at once. What exactly do you want to do?"

Wilson smiled and said, "If possible, I hope Mr. Qi can reveal a thing or two in advance."

Qi Shan nodded: "I want to use the official power of both sides to lobby the United Nations Security Council to establish an agency to monitor S.H.I.E.L.D. when the time is right!"

The two gasped, and their gazes towards Qi Shan changed.

This guy really dares to think!

To monitor S.H.I.E.L.D., such a behemoth? You have to know that S.H.I.E.L.D. is the highest intelligence agency that monitors the entire event.

Is he trying to open the East Factory above the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

This little fellow has ideas!

The two exchanged glances, understanding his ambition.

Qi Shan said with a smile, "How about calling it H.Y.D.R.A.?"