American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“Fifty trillion joules…”

“Two hundred trillion joules…”

“Five thousand trillion joules… The energy is still increasing, and it's getting faster and faster…”

During the experiment, excited shouts kept coming, and a dozen researchers stared intently at the test data.

In the test center, the bald-headed Darren Cross had already put on the Yellowjacket armor, continuously channeling the laser into the testing instrument with the Dragon Talisman in his hand.

Beneath the mask was an ecstasy of excitement and disbelief.

“Pym Particles are showing unknown changes, the particles are charged, immediately import them into the launch terminal, prepare to start the first experiment.”

“The energy base number has broken through 300,000 trillion joules, the value has reached its peak! Boss, you can stop now!”

Darren immediately stopped upon hearing this.

As the beam disappeared here, a screen was immediately projected on the other side.

On the large screen, a sheep was standing on the test bench. The launching gun above slowly moved down and suddenly fired a beam of light. Enveloped in the light, the sheep instantly turned into a miniature creature a few centimeters tall.

Darren couldn't help but step forward, pushing his helmet back.

The other researchers also stared unblinkingly.

The voice of a researcher came from the speakers.

“The experimental subject's life form is stable, the magnetic field is stable, the cell density has increased, and the physical fitness has increased several times. Boss, I think… we succeeded!”

As soon as the words fell, the entire laboratory cheered.

“Hooray! Hooray! It's been more than ten years! We finally succeeded!” The researchers were in tears, hugging each other excitedly.

Darren's bald head even glowed red, but he forcefully suppressed the ecstasy of success and carefully put away the Dragon Talisman in his hand.

He suppressed his excited mood and said loudly: “Immediately detect the current formation state of the Pym Particles, track and mark the location of the particles, connect to the central computer, regenerate the constituent equation, and positively adjust our function equation. Strive to avoid detours next time and directly synthesize real Pym Particles.”

Darren waved his arms excitedly: “Guys! Cheer! We will change the world's war mode and become a giant influencing the world. We are rich!”

“Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!”

The laboratory instantly descended into revelry.

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In a restaurant one block away from Pym Technologies, Valmont and his four henchmen were gathered together, feasting.

It was already mealtime, and everyone was hungry.

Putting down his fork, Valmont looked at the ravenously eating Hak Foo, his expression somewhat displeased: “What did I say before? Don't meet for two days, and then meet again after the matter is done. But you guys are good, you came running to me after only half a day? Truly useless!”

Rattlesnake curled his lips and said: “Boss, you can't blame us for this. This time, the place where the Talisman appeared is really difficult to deal with. Their defense system is strict, and there are infrared sensors and motion sensors everywhere inside. Invisibility is useless at all, and Pym Technologies is a large technology company, the security is very tight, the two of us really can't handle it!”

Hak Foo raised his head, his mouth still stained with a piece of bread, “That's right, that's right, frontal infiltration is impossible. I think it's better to bring the Shendu here and let him summon the Shadowkhan to handle it, that way it will be faster!”

“Truly useless!”

Valmont said coldly: “Quickly finish eating and take me to take a look. I don't believe there's a place that our Black Hand Gang can't handle!”

“Alright!”

Finn and Hak Foo exchanged glances and shrugged together: “You're the boss, we'll listen to you!”

The burly man opposite him looked up in confusion, and before he could figure out what was going on, Valmont slapped him on the shoulder.

“Hey! Daolon Wong's son, you've grown so big? Good boy, you're strong enough!”

Bang!

That man also fell straight down.

Valmont's voice wasn't loud, only attracting a few curious glances. Seeing him with a smiling face and patting and hitting them, everyone thought they were friends and didn't notice anything unusual.

Valmont was still smiling and saying: “Look, look, you clearly can't drink but you still love to drink alcohol. See, you're drunk again, aren't you? Alright! Quickly lie down for a while and take it easy! Waiter, I'll pay for this table's bill.

Oh yeah, and my table too. Oh yeah, remember to add an extra 20% tip, help me out, let my friends lie down for a while longer, they really drank a little too much!”

The waiter ran over, glanced at the two burly men who hadn't even finished a bottle of beer, and decisively took away the credit card.

With this series of actions from Valmont, Finn and Hak Foo were dumbfounded.

“What is the boss doing? Is he acting crazy? He clearly didn't drink any alcohol just now?”

Rattlesnake squinted and said: “Shut up! The boss wants to get a car and find someone to pay for our meal.”

Hak Foo was stunned and said: “Is that necessary? We can just rob it!”

“Rob my ass! All you know is robbery! If you were really that capable, the Talismans would have been taken back long ago! Times are different now. Shendu is still in a state of recovery, and the danger of this world is too great. We must be careful and cautious. It's not worth it to be targeted by the police just for a meal!” Rattlesnake whispered.

Hak Foo scratched his head: “Alright, what you said makes sense.”

At this time, Valmont walked back, holding a car key and a thick wallet in his hand.

“Let's go, we shouldn't stay here for long!”

The group quickly got up and filed out.

The waiter walked back, and after searching left and right without finding anyone, he quietly took out the POS machine again and fiercely entered a four-digit number and swiped the card.

After that, he gently placed the credit card on the table and left with a smile on his face.

From beginning to end, he didn't pay any attention to the two men who were unconscious on the wine table.

Just as Valmont and his four henchmen were driving away and disappearing around the corner, a military helicopter slowly landed on the helipad of Christie's Auction House's Los Angeles branch.

A small team of soldiers poured in, dispersing to guard, and then Qi Shan slowly walked down.

A Christie's executive quickly stepped forward, grabbed Qi Shan's hand, and said eagerly: “Hello, I am the manager in charge of reception, Ajib Britten, just call me Ajib! What is your name, sir?”

Qi Shan waved his hand: “Enough nonsense, bring out your internal surveillance video and all the information about that lampstand. Note, I want all the information!”

Ajib hurriedly said: “No problem, we have already prepared it. Actually, when the police notified us that this incident was transferred to Skyeye, the people below were already preparing various materials…”

Qi Shan pushed him away and said lightly: “Alice, screen the data and video, take over the city's monitoring system, and dig out these little mice for me! They can really run, they even ran to Los Angeles!”

“Okay, boss!”