American Comics: BOSS Invasion

A used Ford car turned from the bustling avenue into a narrow alley, slowly parking next to a nightclub.

A woman got out of the car, expressionlessly examining the nightclub's sign, and slowly walked over.

The two burly men guarding the entrance noticed this strange woman immediately.

The woman had a beautiful face and fair skin. Under the light, it seemed to reflect a shimmering glow. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded smoothly down her back.

She should have been a vibrant and youthful girl, but she was wearing obviously ill-fitting clothes, excessively large, coupled with that used Ford car that middle-aged women would drive.

The two men instantly categorized the girl as a thief.

Qi Shan didn't notice them at all, his mind immersed in this wondrous sensation.

Clearly, he was still sitting in the detention room, with the constant sound of various conversations in his ears.

But on the other side, he had gained another controllable body, another pair of eyes, and was now controlling the body to walk towards the nightclub.

This feeling was somewhat like having dual game accounts, responsive and independent, without mutual interference or delay.

It was also somewhat like a special physical clone, possessing the same intelligence as the main body, capable of acting completely independently.

Tomie's hair's erosion speed was already very fast, coupled with the resentment bonus of perfect compatibility, the erosion speed was like a bomb.

Before the middle-aged woman could drive the car into Atlanta City, Tomie had completed the transformation.

"Stop! Are you of age? This is not a place for children!"

"At least, you're not welcome here, especially if you don't have any money!"

The two burly men stopped Qi Shan.

Qi Shan was slightly stunned, then came back to his senses, lowered his head to look at himself, and smiled: "I see, so that's what's going on!"

He rummaged through his pockets and took out a one-dollar bill.

"But you've misunderstood. This is a special costume for tonight's show, for the magic effect! Like this!"

Qi Shan flicked the bill lightly, and with a crisp rustling sound, the one dollar suddenly transformed into a hundred-dollar bill.

"Here! Take it!"

Stuffing the hundred-dollar bill into the wide-eyed hands of the two burly men, Qi Shan asked, "Just confirming, is this Mr. Winston's place?"

The two men checked the bill in their hands, confirming it was genuine, and unhesitatingly pocketed it, putting on smiles, and looking at Qi Shan with surprise, saying: "The gentleman is in the office on the second floor. Are all magicians so young these days? Truly impressive!"

"Thank you!" Qi Shan smiled and thanked them, stepping inside.

The two burly men exchanged a look.

"Do you believe her story?"

"How could I! But his trick was indeed very interesting! More importantly, tonight's drinking money is secured!"

The burly man took out the banknote, and suddenly discovered that the Franklin had turned back into a one-dollar bill.

The two men were stunned for a moment, "What's going on? We clearly checked it just now?"

Standing next to the dance floor, Qi Shan glanced at himself and said: "Seems like something's missing? Oh, right!"

Passing by the booth area, Qi Shan casually grabbed a stack of napkins, flicked them twice in his hand, and instantly transformed them into several neat stacks of Franklins.

Stuffing them into his inner pocket, he quickly walked towards the second floor.

"I didn't expect that using resentment to create a flimsy illusion would make it even more realistic! Interesting!"

Unsurprisingly, there were guards blocking the way at the top of the stairs on the second floor.

The two burly men stood expressionlessly in front of Qi Shan, coldly saying: "Miss, private area, no entry!"

Qi Shan smiled: "So Mr. Winston is upstairs! Very good!"

With a light flick of his fingers, two streams of black energy shot into the foreheads of the burly men, quickly transforming into an 'M' shape, then gradually faded away.

The eyes of the two burly men changed, from the coldness and hint of teasing just now, quickly becoming obedience and ruthlessness.

"Take me to see Mr. Winston, we have a big deal to discuss!"

"Yes, please follow me!"

One of the burly men turned and led the way, Qi Shan followed unhurriedly, even taking the time to observe the other guards encountered along the way.

He walked all the way to the innermost private room on the second floor, the burly man gently knocked on the door, and let Qi Shan in.

"Sir, the guest you were waiting for has arrived!"

Then, without waiting for a response from inside, he directly closed the door, causing the two men who were originally guarding the door to walk away, and he personally guarded it.

The room was not large, with a classic Italian style, bookshelves, a desk, and a seating area.

A man in his 40s was lying on the office chair, enjoying a cigar with a look of pleasure.

Hearing the sound, he didn't even open his eyes, coldly saying: "I never have guests here, before I get angry, get out of here!"

Qi Shan chuckled: "I thought the bosses who deal in laundry detergent wouldn't touch this kind of stuff, I didn't expect you to enjoy it so much!"

Winston suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Qi Shan, then he regained his coldness.

"I don't know how you got in, but being able to sneak into my office, you're quite something. I'll give you one minute to convince me, otherwise, the animal incinerator three blocks away will have one more corpse to burn today."

Qi Shan spread his hands: "In that case, I won't say anything, it's more practical to just start!"

Winston pulled open the drawer expressionlessly, just taking out a silver Colt, before he could even chamber a round, his forehead was struck by a ball of black energy.

His body leaned back, and when his body swung back, the 'M' symbol had already disappeared from his forehead.

Qi Shan raised his hand, and Winston stood up without hesitation, the two exchanged positions.

Qi Shan sat in the office chair, put his feet on the table, stretched lazily, and said languidly: "First, have someone prepare something for me to eat, this body has just been generated, and hasn't replenished any nutrients besides resentment.

Also, calculate how much cash you have on hand, I have a plan recently that requires a lot of money, if you don't have enough here, I'll have to find two or three people to pool together!

Of course, the choice of people to pool money will be provided by you, preferably your superiors, you guys who deal in laundry detergent are all rich!"

Winston nodded and turned to walk out.