American Comics: BOSS Invasion

[Invasion Initiated]

[Fourteenth Boss, St. Lord and his Black Hand Syndicate have arrived]

[Mission: Eliminate St. Lord and traces of Rune Magic.]

[Upon completion of the mission, a special reward will be granted.]

[Hint: The underlying laws of this invasion world will be rewritten, and the world line will deviate to some extent.]

Having come this far, what's the point of dwelling on these things?

Besides, when it comes down to it, Qi Shan is still very grateful to the system.

After all, it brought him to this wonderful and chaotic world, allowing him to experience a different kind of life.

The smoky text gradually dissipated, and the golden energy within him suddenly began to rotate slowly.

The energy sea became like a bathtub; after the plug was pulled, the water flowed out, creating a vortex.

Deep within his body, in a place he couldn't usually sense, a tiny glimmer suddenly lit up.

As energy poured in frantically, it gradually grew.

Qi Shan felt like an old car suddenly getting a full service, instantly becoming more agile.

Even the system was emitting a trace of vitality.

He looked up at the night sky; in the moonlight, the clouds faintly revealed a ferocious grimace.

"Looks like New York is going to be in chaos again!"

The night in New York, Manhattan is brightly lit, like the most dazzling neon, illuminating the entire city.

Other areas are much dimmer, especially Hell's Kitchen in Clinton, which has a notorious reputation.

This is a breeding ground for crime and chaos; even with the emergence of street heroes like Daredevil and the Punisher, various gangs spring up like weeds after a spring breeze.

On a secluded, muddy, and cluttered street, a few drunkards staggered from the street corner.

"Huh? Jason, there's a new shop here."

"Really? It popped up out of nowhere; it definitely wasn't there just now!"

"Hahaha, you two idiots, your brains have been pickled by alcohol. How could a shop suddenly pop up? I bet it's just a newly opened bar!"

"Yeah, yeah! There must be big-bootied white chicks inside. I'm gonna play with white chicks today! White chicks!"

The few men, with unknown thought processes, babbled a few nonsensical sentences and actually decided that this was a new house of pleasure, rushing headlong towards it.

Bang!

The drunkard had just pulled the door open when a large foot kicked him in the chest.

The drunkard's chest caved in directly, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

His whole body flew out, rotating three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, plastered in a large "X" shape on the wall.

Making a crisp sound of flesh hitting a chopping board.

The other drunkards turned their heads blankly, watching the unlucky guy splattered against the wall for a few seconds before sliding down bit by bit.

The splashing blood was shockingly glaring in the dim light.

Clang.

The door was kicked open, and several burly men walked out slowly.

These men were all wearing suits, the style of the clothes was a bit strange, but much more refined.

The leading man's face was slightly cold: "Is New York changing now? Or can't the Black Hand Syndicate suppress you idiots anymore?"

These drunkards can be considered brave and fierce people who hang around in Hell's Kitchen.

How could they be suppressed by just a few simple words?

Seeing the tragic state of their companion, the few men were furious, their brains were overwhelmed by alcohol, and their eyes instantly turned red.

"Bastards, how dare you treat Jack like that..."

Before the words were finished, the few men flew out one after another.

A reckless man with a spiky hedgehog hairstyle and bare arms posed a few kung fu stances, appearing like a kung fu master.

After posing for a moment, the reckless man disdainfully retracted his moves: "A bunch of trash, not a single one can fight!"

The leader in the white suit looked at the sky, his expression changing slightly: "The situation is a bit wrong, don't delay outside, quickly deal with these idiots and come in!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked inside.

"What a hassle! A-Fen, La-Su, lend a hand to throw them into the sewer!"

"I don't care! My mind is a bit messed up, a lot of inexplicable information has suddenly appeared, I need to sort it out!"

"Me too!"

After the two men spoke, they walked straight in, ignoring everything.

The reckless man was furious: "You two scoundrels are slacking off again, I'll flatten you sooner or later!"

After speaking, he walked to the sewer cover, kicked it away, and then walked to the drunkards, throwing them into the sewer one in each hand.

Then he clapped his hands, curled his lips, and walked inside.

Leaving a dark hole of the wellhead, emitting a faint stench.

A few minutes later, a woman ran in in a panic, tripped over the overturned well cover to the side, quickly climbed up again, and ran away in a hurry.

Then two black men carrying guns turned into the alley.

"Where did the person go?"

"There, in front!"

"Hurry up and chase, we must not let her run away again today."

Clang, Clang!

With two muffled hums one after another, the black men disappeared directly.

......

Inside the office, Valmont and a few subordinates sat together, glanced at the dragon statue on the wall, and didn't know what to say.

The room decoration is very luxurious, the overall black color, large seats, the largest bookshelf, staggered placement of crafts.

The coiling dragon statue on the wall, noble and ferocious, lifelike, but always has a sense of incongruity.

Suddenly, two red lights flashed, a ray of light emerged, and the eyes lit up.

Then a majestic and deep voice rang in the ears of several people: "Valmont! It's really rare, you actually changed your ugly shit-green suit for a white one!"

"New world, I want a new feeling!" Valmont said lightly: "Besides, I don't think this is good news.

In our world, there is at most one Jackie Chan who can oppose us, and Section 13 are just a bunch of trash.

But this world is obviously much more dangerous, guess what I found in my memory? Alien invasion! And more than once!

The government departments are much stronger, and law enforcement power can still spread all over the world.

Demons and villains are everywhere, superheroes emerge one after another, they even formed a league.

Moreover, I faintly feel that there is a deadly enemy, he is the most fatal.

But we need to find the talismans in such conditions, worldwide, damn it, this is simply the worst environment!"