American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Unlike Batman, the Flash always seems to be cleaning up his own messes, especially in this world.

From the very beginning, Reverse-Flash, disguised as Professor Wells, single-handedly triggered the accident at S.T.A.R. Labs, causing the dark matter explosion. While creating the Flash, Barry Allen, it also turned the entire Central City into a haven for metahumans.

This dark matter is also quite powerful and completely harmless to the body. It simply integrates the surrounding matter into your cells, bestowing you with superpowers.

Compared to the Inhumans from the neighboring Marvel world, who require crystals for transformation, they are much more fortunate.

Qi Shan stayed in this city for three days, found a villa that looked decent, and used a few bullets to subdue a group of gangsters as his underlings.

While seizing their power and cash, he conveniently obtained a legitimate identity for himself.

After all, this is the Arrowverse. Although Supergirl's Earth is in a parallel dimension, their technology is advanced enough to allow them to visit at any time.

In the plot, the Flash's wedding ceremony was attended by people from the neighboring universe.

Qi Shan, after all, had initially mingled in Supergirl's Earth.

Although he never claimed to be a good person, his contact with the DEO was to use them as a shield.

But after all, he has earned the reputation of a positive figure, and he can't just smash it to pieces casually.

Therefore, Qi Shan hasn't gone out these days. Besides researching the Flash and his current main enemies, he has been tinkering with his newly acquired shadow abilities.

It has to be said that the Shadow Fruit is indeed worthy of being from the One Piece world. Anything Qi Shan can think of, the Shadow Fruit can do.

All that is needed is the amount of shadow and the proficiency in manipulating it.

These days, the news is filled with reports about the Flash.

Much better than the Spider-Man next door.

Although Spider-Man hasn't appeared yet.

"Boss, boss, the police are here!"

A strong man ran up in a panic, sweating profusely.

Upon hearing this, several strong men standing in the hall also panicked. Two of them directly overturned the sofa, pulled out two rifles, and leaned cautiously against the wall.

Several others entered the secret room, hurriedly exposing several large bags of white powder.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the bathroom, Qi Shan helplessly shouted, "Stop!"

Several people stopped, somewhat stunned, and turned their heads.

"What's the panic? Didn't you see that the police cars are surrounding the restaurant across the street? Put the guns away, it hasn't reached that point! You guys are all pig-brained idiots. This is indoors, although it's a little far from the upper city, support won't take more than 5 minutes.

Don't mention the two broken guns in your hands, even Captain Cold's cold gun might not be able to break through the encirclement."

Qi Shan shook his head, really not knowing how to talk to these pig-brained idiots.

"Send two people to scout out what happened on the periphery! You guys put the goods back, hide them well, and everyone else do what you're supposed to do, disperse.

Don't act suspiciously, it's easy to arouse the suspicion of the police!"

Qi Shan turned his gaze to the window: "Even if they are here, they shouldn't have the energy to care about others."

Several strong men obediently listened.

The good thing about the American underworld is that as long as you brand an 'M' on their foreheads, they will be obedient.

Two black strong men went downstairs. Qi Shan sat steadily in the boss's chair, calmly playing with the business cards in his hand.

These people are all wealthy people in Central City, with well-off families and no background.

They will be useful in Qi Shan's next plan.

The time is a bit rushed, and his subordinates have only collected information on a small portion of the people.

It is estimated that it will take more than a week for the information to be completed and the plan to start.

Qi Shan appeared nonchalant on the surface, but in reality, he transformed the energy in his body into pure Nen, spreading it out in a circular manner.

Qi Shan's Nen is no joke now.

It is more exaggerated than Neferpitou's En expanding in radius.

Even without using full strength, it covered a radius of one kilometer.

Under the induction of the Nen, Qi Shan could feel what people were saying and doing.

In Louis's restaurant, the police had already sealed off the scene.

It was still early, and the restaurant hadn't started operating yet, so the hall looked very tidy.

The boss, plus the front desk and kitchen staff, a total of a dozen people were huddled in a corner, answering the police's questions.

Barry and another colleague were squatting next to the dried-up corpse, doing a careful examination.

Joe walked over, and a colleague said: "Joe, I'm also reminding you, this corpse is very disgusting!"

Joe glanced at it, expressionless.

After all, he is a veteran detective. In the big environment of the DC universe, being a detective for more than 20 years, what kind of corpse hasn't he seen?

Don't mention a mere dried corpse, he has seen dumpling fillings many times.

Joe calmly flipped through the recorded testimony and asked: "This is our corpse?"

"That's right, what's the problem?"

Joe raised an eyebrow: "He died less than 8 hours ago!"

Barry and the other were both shocked.

"Eight hours?"

"The staff here confirmed that his name is Stuart Holtzman, he is the head chef here, and he was still working last night!"

Barry shook his head: "So, it was a metahuman who did it?"

"Possibly, but it's also possible that this guy is a metahuman himself, but I suspect that some chemical substances caused the reaction, I may have to do more tests!" said colleague Julian.

Barry and Joe exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.

They had reached a consensus that this matter was likely done by a metahuman, and S.T.A.R. Labs had work to do again.

After being busy for more than half an hour, the two left a large number of police officers to clean up the mess and slowly walked out of the restaurant.

The restaurant owner was obviously Mexican, somewhat chubby, with dark brown skin and short curly hair.

At this time, he was leaning against the wall, looking very depressed.

A person died in the restaurant, and the reputation was ruined. Even after this case is over, he needs to change his name and find another place.

In the crowd watching not far away, a man wearing a black trench coat showed a disdainful smile on his face and turned to leave.

"Police, ha!"

Qi Shan suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you are the murderer! The first metahuman I discovered after coming here, interesting, then let's use you for an experiment!"

The shadow under Qi Shan's feet slowly stood up.

Dressed in a suit and tie, with a straight figure, he looked very decent, but the exaggerated and slightly eerie smile on his face made the shadow look a bit evil.

It turned its head and looked in the direction the man left, chuckled, and sank into the floor, disappearing without a trace.