American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Freddy stood on the stage, a smile on his face.

"The transaction is complete. This secret auction has come to a successful conclusion. Although the result was a bit unexpected, everyone's understanding of the Cup of Life has deepened, which isn't necessarily a bad thing!"

The audience below stared intently at the blonde boy, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, sitting in the front row.

In fact, no one was paying attention to what Freddy was saying anymore. Everyone was whispering, discussing the magic of rejuvenation, while also making phone calls.

The old men in the front row surrounded the boy, throwing out astonishing promises, their demeanor relaxed but their eyes filled with deep desire.

Their gazes greedily licked the boy's tender skin, as if ready to swallow him whole at any moment.

The boy was also lost in rapture, holding a small silver mirror in one hand, constantly admiring himself, while the other hand repeatedly caressed his cheek, unable to put it down.

He even ignored the old friends' exchange of benefits, letting it go in one ear and out the other.

Life, time, rejuvenation!

This was priceless, how could mere money compare?

Staring at the boy's youthful face, the audience repeatedly regretted not bidding higher at the auction.

But who could have known that this thing would have such great power?

Freddy walked down and smiled at the boy: "Duke, perhaps you have already realized it, but as the auctioneer of this secret auction, I have a duty to remind you that your return route may have some minor problems. I hope you can be careful and prepare in advance!"

"Thank you, Freddy!" The young Duke nodded, revealing a hint of gratitude: "Really, I am sincerely grateful. If you hadn't sent me the invitation, how could this treasure of the God of Life have fallen into my hands!"

"It's all an arrangement of fate!"

"That's right, it's all an arrangement of fate!" The boy nodded: "Thank you for your reminder, I have already asked my men to handle it."

"If you need help…"

Freddy smiled, offered a card, bowed slightly, and quickly turned to leave.

The miraculous effect of the Cup of Life had appeared on three people successively, which was almost irrefutable evidence.

True rejuvenation was right before their eyes, how could these ambitious people let it disappear again?

A few minutes later, a pure white luxury car slowly drove onto the surface, with the transformed Duke Lanford and his secretary sitting in the back.

"Boss, the mercenary group said they have sent more manpower and are rushing here. The family has also separated part of its manpower to form a small guard team, which will arrive in no more than seven hours."

Stroking the exquisite leather suitcase, the young-looking Duke Lanford sneered: "A bunch of fools! Outsiders haven't stirred, but they've already become chaotic themselves. It seems that news of our transformation has already been sent back, otherwise they wouldn't be so anxious."

"Duke, should we…"

"Don't act rashly, now is not the time… Holy crap!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw two rockets with long white trails slamming into the front of the car.

Boom!

The front of the car exploded violently, erupting into a ball of fire. The rear half of the car flew up, somersaulted in the air a few times, smashed through the wall, and entered a nearby building.

The piercing alarm immediately sounded.

Smoke billowed, and four or five men in special warfare uniforms ran out from the corner of the street, two of them carrying smoking rocket launchers on their shoulders.

The men crawled into the building through the large hole in the wall, and then the sound of cutting iron plates was heard. A dozen seconds later, they carried out a small suitcase and returned the same way.

A black official car was parked on the side of the road. The men filed in, and before the car door could close, the car accelerated and rushed out of the street.

The onlookers quickly appeared, forming a circle and watching from a distance, occasionally taking out their mobile phones to take pictures or videos.

Because of the fire alarm, people were constantly evacuating from the building, and the flow of people quickly blocked the street. The ambulance could no longer enter after reaching the end of the street.

A few minutes later, a small, tender hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the hole and climbed up little by little.

Looking at the high-end suit and short stature, the gloomy little face stained with blood, it was Duke Lanford.

Behind him, the female secretary, who had finally regained her youth, was now lying dead on the ground with a broken head and blood flowing.

She was too unlucky. When the explosion occurred, she was thrown out, and her head directly hit the cement ground, killing her on the spot.

Duke Lanford was much better. He only suffered some collisions in the car. Except for some small wounds on his head, he was not seriously injured.

The injury was not a big deal, but his mood was not good.

As a dignified Duke, a prominent figure in England, when had he ever suffered such a crime?

If you wanted to use the Cup of Life, you could send someone over to talk. As long as the price was right, anything could be discussed!

He didn't expect these people to be so crazy, not saying a word and directly using a rocket launcher. People's hearts are no longer what they used to be!

Lanford took out his phone and dialed.

"Freddy? Old friend, your prediction has come true. I think I need your help! The address is…"

At this point, an expression of astonishment appeared on his face: "The reporters are here so quickly? It's already on TV?"

He looked up and saw an interview car rushing in, stopping right behind the ambulance.

The paramedics were setting up a simple scene, bandaging the nearby injured.

Seeing Lanford covered in blood, two female paramedics immediately rushed up.

Lanford lowered his head and quickly left.

As a dignified Duke, how could he show his face after being treated like a child.

Fortunately, Freddy's actions were not slow either, and the nanny car rushed in as soon as he hung up the phone.

Two bodyguards got out of the car, maintaining vigilance.

Freddy sat inside, with a smile on his face.

Lanford quickly rushed up, the car door closed, and the car quickly left.

The accompanying medical staff immediately treated Lanford's wounds.

Lanford's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

Freddy pondered for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile: "To be honest, I really don't want you to contact them, these people are very dangerous! But it seems that only these people can help you get the Cup of Life back now."

As he spoke, Freddy took out a gold coin and gently placed it on the table.

"What are they called?"

"The High Table!"