American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Night. A bar in the Lower Ward.

Several Black men, carrying guitars, wearing flamboyant floral shirts, and sporting permed hair, emerged, all with smiles on their faces.

"Congratulations, Earl! Tonight was a real success. Look at the girls who were screaming for you just now. God, I'd love to have that experience!

How about we collaborate next time, and you give me the lead singer spot?"

"Get outta here!"

The Black man laughed and cursed jokingly before parting ways with his friends.

He carried his guitar towards his car, humming the song he had just sung.

Tonight's small meet-and-greet was indeed very successful.

For a small-time singer like him, who was far from famous, to achieve such a lively scene was already a pleasant surprise, so he was in a very good mood tonight.

The bar was located in the Lower Ward, and the alleyways were somewhat cluttered. The streetlights overhead had been shattered by some naughty kids, leaving only one streetlight about twenty meters away, emitting a dim light.

"Hey, man! You sang great just now!"

A tall man wearing a black trench coat walked over with a beaming smile, clapping his hands.

The Black man turned around and, using the faint light, took a look at the other man's face.

"Do I know you?"

"E on, man, you sang so well just now, I couldn't wait to come out and give you a hug. Would you do me the honor?"

So he was a fan. The Black man smiled. He helplessly shook his head slightly and laughed, "I'll never refuse a fan's request."

The two opened their arms and hugged. The man in the trench coat revealed a strange smile and turned to leave.

The change in attitude was too sudden. The Black man was slightly stunned, and then he felt stiff all over, his skin stinging as if hundreds of tiny insects were gnawing at him.

The Black man's voice changed, his face twisted, "What did you do to me?"

"Don't worry, just a small gift to repay you for taking care of me before!"

The trench coat man didn't even turn his head. He just said something smugly and quickened his pace, disappearing into the shadows.

He thought it was going to be another perfect revenge, but he didn't expect a dark figure to appear in front of him just after he turned into the alley.

Although the light in the alley was dim, it could still illuminate a person's outline.

But this person in front of him was completely black.

Even under the light, it was as if his whole body was shrouded in shadows.

Seeing this peculiar phenomenon, the trench coat man became alert immediately.

"Who are you?"

After gaining superpowers, he realized the dangers of this world. If he had been as careless as the Black man, he would have died countless times already.

Seeing the strangeness of the person in front of him, he subconsciously made a defensive move.

The dark figure didn't speak. Instead, a wide smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out a hand and inserted it directly into his abdomen.

The abdominal area seemed like a swamp, causing slight ripples, and then he slowly pulled out his hand, bringing out a cell phone.

The cell phone was also pitch black. The trench coat man watched vigilantly, carefully not making any noise.

Suddenly, a voice came from the cell phone.

"Cliff Yowkey?"

The voice was very magnetic, sounding like a young man.

The trench coat man hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that I'm very optimistic about your abilities! Corroding everything! Cliff, you remind me of a very powerful person.

He rushed over without hesitation and grabbed at the dark figure.

The dark figure grinned, neither dodging nor evading.

The trench coat man passed right through him and crashed heavily into the wall.

The wall suddenly weathered and collapsed, as if it had been eroded by sandstorms for thousands of years.

But the trench coat man didn't feel good either. The effect of force is mutual. His head was dizzy from the impact!

"This year's villains are just not good enough. They're all silly and not very smart!"

The head of the dark figure suddenly gradually colored, revealing Qi Shan's head, while the body below the neck was still composed of shadows.

Looking at the trench coat man who couldn't get up for a long time, Qi Shan shook his head and gave up the idea of recruiting him.

He directly stretched out a hardened arm and grabbed the other party's shadow.

The trench coat man only felt a stiffness all over, and his body involuntarily flipped over. Qi Shan's strange appearance came into view, almost scaring him to death.

But his shadow was caught, and his body was restricted by the shadow, so he couldn't move.

He could only watch in horror as Qi Shan grabbed his shadow bit by bit, and then took out a huge pair of scissors from somewhere, and with a swish, directly cut off his shadow.

With the shadow separated from the body, the trench coat man passed out with a thud.

His shadow struggled constantly. Qi Shan looked at it, and a bulge appeared on his shadow-like arm, as if Buu was devouring someone, and sealed his shadow into his own shadow.

"Remember that these superpowered people seem to have their powers come from cell mutations.

I wonder if the shadow can inherit the same power..."

Qi Shan shook his head, and his head gradually faded into a shadow.

Using the Shadow Mage's ability to switch with the main body at any time, he returned to the villa again.

The Shadow Mage took a step and disappeared into the shadows.

Only the trench coat man who had fainted on the ground was left at the scene.

Early the next morning, the sound of police sirens enveloped the nearby streets.

Barry and Julian looked at the corpse that had been corroded to the bone, and their faces were not very good.

"This is the second one!"

Julian said, "Yesterday's corpse was still corroding after being sent back to the lab. Something's definitely wrong!"

Barry said, "It can be confirmed that a superpowered person committed the crime. His ability is too dangerous. We must catch him as soon as possible!"

Old Joe was standing next to him, just about to speak, when a sudden commotion came from behind him.

He turned his head, "What happened?"

"In the next alley, a man was found unconscious. When two police officers were rescuing him, the man suddenly turned into light spots and disappeared!"

"What?"

The group exchanged glances and ran towards that side.

Old Joe cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, don't let another one come!"