American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“I completely don't understand what he's thinking? He's clearly surrounded, why isn't he running?”

Alex stared at Hisoka, who was standing on the roof of the car, playing with the poker cards in his hand, her brow furrowed.

Director John's face was as dark as water.

“He's waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

“Waiting for us to attack, or for Supergirl to go back and fight him.” Director John said with a solemn expression: “This is a reckless madman, similar to an adrenaline addict.”

“I don't understand his abilities, could it be powerful penetrating power?”

There is no doubt that the fake Supergirl's physical fitness is infinitely close to Supergirl's steel body.

Not to mention playing cards, even hammering nails with a sledgehammer may not be able to drive them in.

But the other party's playing cards were inserted without any obstruction, almost splitting the heart in half.

DEO's medical experts have repeatedly stated that the fake Supergirl's injuries may be beyond recovery.

Supergirl was both sad and angry. If Alex hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed up and fought Hisoka desperately.

She really regarded the fake Supergirl as a Kryptonian.

“Has the site been cleaned up?” Director John asked in a deep voice.

“Most of the passers-by have been evacuated, and all the injured have been sent to the hospital. The water special operations team is already in place, and the entire bridge is under our control.”

As he said that, Alex looked up at the two helicopters in the sky and frowned slightly: “The news media is still communicating, and the other party is still unwilling to give up this interview.”

“Warn them again! Notify the bureau to send people to the media headquarters to handle the follow-up matters, and seal off the news no matter how the next battle goes.”

Alex was slightly surprised: “Director, do you suspect that the magician Hisoka is an alien?”

“It's very possible!” Director John said: “My mental power cannot affect him, and the other party clearly has special abilities.”

Alex nodded, understanding in her heart.

After the White Martian incident, the senior officials in the bureau had a certain understanding of Director John's true identity.

Knowing the basic abilities of the Martian Manhunter, hearing him say this, Alex raised the danger level of Hisoka by another level.

Alex said decisively: “I think I should call Mike, he might know something.”

Director John nodded.

In fact, he didn't have much hope, because Hisoka looked more like a human being in every way.

Supergirl took a step forward: “I'll hold him back to prevent him from escaping.”

“Be careful.”

Supergirl stomped her foot and suddenly rushed into the sky.

On the other side, Hisoka raised his head slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he saw Supergirl approaching.

Supergirl looked very alert and said: “Surrender, you are already surrounded.”

“Don't say such naive things, you know that for people like you and me, numbers have never been a problem.”

Hisoka raised his hand and gently wiped it, and the playing cards floating in the air flew back to his palm like swallows returning to their nests.

“Let's fight, I hope the real Supergirl won't disappoint me.”

“You've been waiting for me for so long just to fight me?” Supergirl was a little incredulous.

“Aren't you too?”

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Hisoka's mouth, and he said: “For people like you and me, fighting is an indispensable spiritual food. You also enjoy the feeling of being on the line between life and death, otherwise you wouldn't come out to be a superhero.”

“Nonsense, I'm here to help people…”

“Please, don't lie to yourself at this time. You just can't control your fighting desire. You yearn for danger, like to dance on the tip of a knife, and by the way, enjoy the cheers of the audience.”

Hisoka stretched out his index finger, pointed at himself, and then pointed at Supergirl.

“Same as me, I am a magician on the stage, and you are a princess at a costume ball.”

Supergirl shook her head vigorously and shouted: “No, you're talking nonsense, I'm completely different from you, I never kill people.”

“I don't kill people either.”

Hisoka's expression was serious, “I'm just eliminating unqualified toys.”

Supergirl was incredulous, “Toys, you treat us all as toys, you madman.”

“No, no, no, not you, but you!”

Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression slightly greedy.

“I really want to destroy you now, but I can't, you still have room to grow. You are completely different from that counterfeit, she is like a zombie, but you are real and fresh.”

“Oh～!”

Hisoka sighed in a lyrical tone: “Another green little apple, it really makes me crave and rejoice.”

Supergirl said angrily: “You are a madman, I will never let you harm people outside, surrender to me.”

Before she finished speaking, Supergirl rushed over.

Hisoka floated lightly in the air, as if there was a thread pulling him from behind, scurrying around quickly and erratically.

Supergirl is fast, but not as flexible as Hisoka.

Flying in the air is like shooting mosquitoes with a cannon, unable to catch them no matter how hard you try.

Supergirl gritted her teeth, her spirit tense.

Hisoka, however, was leisurely and contented, even patting the poker cards in his hand from time to time, popping out two or three cards, hitting Supergirl, and then being bounced away.

“You have a body of strength, but you don't know how to use it at all. Rushing around is like Uvogin.”

In the distance, Alex was a little anxious because the other party was too flexible and Supergirl couldn't hit the other party at all despite her strength.

She quickly suggested to Director John next to her: “Sir, request fire suppression.”

Director John pondered for a moment and nodded: “Okay.”

Alex hurriedly gave the order to the rear, “Listen to my order, target the magician Hisoka, fire at full strength, fire!”

Da da da da…

Bang bang bang bang…

Ammunition shot into the air like a rainstorm, and the metal storm swept Supergirl and Hisoka into it.

Supergirl has a steel body, and ammunition can't do anything to her. When bullets hit her body, they only splashed a few sparks and had no effect.

Hisoka's side was even more fantastic. Obviously, his body was riddled with holes, but the next moment he disappeared like a phantom, reappeared in another position, and then was riddled with holes again, disappearing again, and so on.

Fire support had no effect, but instead caused Supergirl to completely lose her target.

“Cease fire!” Alex raised her hand, and the fire behind her stopped immediately.

At this moment, a team member grabbed a satellite phone and ran over, reporting: “Sir, the special advisor's phone has been connected.”

Alex grabbed it. “Mike, we need your help.”