American Comics: BOSS Invasion

When Qi Shan opened his eyes this time, he found himself in a dark prison cell.

It was the middle of the night, and he could occasionally hear even breathing.

Qi Shan glanced at his watch, which had the number 07 marked on the side.

This was his printer.

Unlike Individual 02, 07 had been very firm in his own ideas since he became aware of his existence.

He wanted to be a real godfather.

Just like in the prime plane, where he had used various means to control the New York underground alliance.

He hoped that this time he could be single-minded and concentrate on creating a more perfect underground organization.

However, he needed to figure out where he was first.

"Don't move! What's pressing against your temple right now is a sharpened toothbrush. Although it's made of plastic, it's a deadly weapon.

In Blackgate Penitentiary, over a hundred people have died because of toothbrushes. It's a sad fact."

In the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly appeared behind Qi Shan.

He was short and fat, and he had to stand on the bunk bed to reach Qi Shan's neck.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and the shadows of the two men were cast on the walls of the prison cell, stretched long and blurred.

Qi Shan saw a large hooked nose in the shadow and was slightly moved.

"Why aren't you talking? Too surprised? Or did you never expect to fall into my hands?"

Qi Shan calmly looked around and said faintly, "Did you just say this is Blackgate Penitentiary?"

The other party laughed, "You don't seem to understand the situation. I'm the one in control now! Tell me, who sent you to kill me? And how did you get in here?

This is Blackgate Penitentiary, the place in Gotham City where super criminals are held.

There are more than 1,000 guards alone, not to mention the prison facilities that are updated every year. The warden who took office two weeks ago is a fool who doesn't take bribes.

Don't tell me you paid your way in. That's absolutely impossible!"

"Gotham, huh?" A strange look flashed in Qi Shan's eyes. "It really brings back memories!"

The last time he was here was during a descent mission.

The Gotham and Metropolis of that time were ravaged by Doomsday and Piccolo, with buildings collapsing and fires breaking out everywhere. It was truly a tragic sight.

"You should answer my question!"

The other party gritted his teeth and pressed the sharp toothbrush handle a little harder against his temple.

The spot that should have been bleeding was as hard as a steel plate.

Qi Shan suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's hand holding the toothbrush, twisting it around.

He slammed the short, obviously out-of-shape fat man to the ground with a shoulder throw, making a crisp sound.

Qi Shan only had this one suit for the time being, so of course he had to cherish it.

A metallic luster suddenly appeared at his temple.

A small piece of nanites suddenly condensed into a drop of liquid metal, which slid down his skin into his collar, attaching itself to the pattern of his shirt in the form of a metal patch.

Before this, there was a silver pattern about two centimeters long missing here, which was now completed again.

The nanite aggregate is similar to Moon Marrow Spirit Liquid.

However, it is only in its early stages. To create a complete magic item, a liquid metal ball with an automatic attack and defense system, requires more opportunities and facilities.

At the very least, a quantum signal transmission base station must be built to ensure the reaction speed of the magic item.

Of course, this is getting off topic.

"So it's the famous Oswald Cobblepot. No wonder you're so careful!"

Qi Shan sized him up, understanding dawned on him, and he casually threw away the Penguin's hand and slowly walked to the iron fence.

A clamor could be heard faintly outside, far away, and he didn't know what was happening.

The Penguin rubbed his shoulder and got up. "Looks like you're not here to kill me! Then you're here to pick me up? Who's your employer?"

"Mr. Cobblepot, you must think before you speak. It's a good habit!" Qi Shan said calmly.

He held out a finger and tapped three iron bars.

The iron bars suddenly emitted a small cloud of green smoke, as if they had been hit by a corrosion spell, and then attached to the bars.

The previously shiny black bars were rapidly corroded and decomposed right before the Penguin's eyes, and then turned into a large cloud of green smoke, which directly attached to Qi Shan's clothes.

The Penguin's eyes widened, and he suddenly laughed, "That's a really good trick! When I get back, I'll definitely add such a mechanism to my umbrella. What do you think of 1000 times the concentration of magic acid?"

"Mr. Cobblepot, I'm not interested in playing these boring little games of probing with you.

I won't do anything to you. We may have an opportunity to cooperate, but not now!"

Qi Shan turned his head and glanced at the Penguin, then slowly stepped out of the prison cell.

"The most important thing now is to leave this damn place!"

"Okay, you're right!"

At this time, the clamor outside became louder and louder, like a torrent sweeping up more and more momentum, rushing towards this side.

Sure enough, just as the Penguin poked his head out, the door at the end of the corridor was kicked open with a bang.

More than a dozen fierce-looking men rushed in like wolves and tigers, holding huge cutting tools in their hands.

As soon as they came in, they cut off the locks of the nearby cells and shouted loudly, "You are free! Kill all the guards and let's make a big scene!"

Behind them, several burly men with white paint on their faces pushed in simple trolleys, frantically rushing in.

They picked up the guns on the trolleys and slammed them on the ground as if they were throwing garbage.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the distance, and the ground shook.

The men were slightly stunned, then laughed wildly.

"Bane has succeeded! What are you waiting for!"

The men swarmed over and quickly disappeared into the other end of the corridor.

When passing by Qi Shan, one of the men glanced at Qi Shan, grinned, and shoved a single-barreled rocket launcher over, giving him a thumbs up.

He seemed to regard Qi Shan as one of them.

Qi Shan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The entire Blackgate Penitentiary was in chaos. The prisoners laughed and cheered wildly as if it were the New Year, and swarmed out after the men, a disorganized rabble.

"Mr. Cobblepot, why don't you go with them?"

The Penguin smiled strangely, "Let those idiots go to die. Come with me, I know how to get out!"

Qi Shan remained noncommittal, and the two left one after the other.