American Comics: BOSS Invasion

With such a dangerous individual vanishing into thin air, S.H.I.E.L.D. was bound to be in a state of chaos.

But it was just that.

S.H.I.E.L.D. always had a mountain of problems. The Hydra incident had just been dealt with a few days ago, and then S.H.I.E.L.D.'s reputation was tarnished.

Now, the upper echelons were somewhat unstable, and the American government frequently tried to interfere with S.H.I.E.L.D. However, under Nick Fury's control, all the rules were as tight as an iron barrel, leaving no room for loopholes.

Now that such a big scandal had finally emerged, how could the higher-ups let go of such a good opportunity?

S.H.I.E.L.D. was beset by internal and external troubles, teetering on the brink of collapse. At this time, who would care about an outsider?

So, in recent days, even though Qi Shan blatantly strolled down the street, no one came to bother him.

Qi Shan was curious about S.H.I.E.L.D.'s reaction for a few minutes, but then he put it out of his mind.

His mission was to establish a cult, and he didn't care about anything else.

Recently, the news about the Inhumans had been causing a stir, sparking widespread discussion among the masses.

Each of the Inhumans had their own unique abilities.

These abilities were bizarre and varied. If you could think of it, they could manifest it.

Moreover, the Inhuman assassin who was killing people everywhere had not yet been caught.

How could Coulson not be anxious?

The action teams were all busy outside, and Fitz and Simmons, in addition to doing some technical research, were mostly doing personal work.

"I've done some homework and recorded the various sonic data of the teleportation jade. Combining it with the photos you sent from your phone, I have some findings!"

Fitz pointed to the various graphics on the monitor and said, "This symbol once appeared in the NASA program records.

But because it didn't have a detailed report and didn't exist for too long, I previously thought it was an abandoned project. But based on the information you provided, I realized something was wrong. This should be a blood sacrifice project."

Simmons said in surprise, "You mean...?"

Fitz nodded heavily: "Since the 18th century, people have been constantly sending people to another planet. They are not exploring, but sacrificing to some mysterious creature!"

The two were silent for a moment, and Simmons said, "I want to find the truth!"

"That's what I think too!"

On an airplane, Qi Shan, with a dozen newly recruited believers, was happily preparing to experience the upcoming trip.

It must be said that Americans are romantic.

Life is good, they travel everywhere, and there are many places to play.

Although one had been killed by Qi Shan a few days ago, this was America, and there was never a shortage of white people who were frantically testing the boundaries of death.

Qi Shan had only been guarding the vampire bar for two days, and he had already gained more than 10 new believers.

Following the same method, after dealing with the two who were disobedient, the remaining people's faith increased linearly, coupled with the half-baked Birdcage control.

These believers were already prepared to follow Qi Shan to the end.

This trip to Moscow was also to collect a batch of Russians.

As the world's two superpowers, although Russia had lost some vitality after the disintegration, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. In addition, Russia's internal political system and environment, although still retaining some traces of the Communist Party, the changes were also very large.

The political system has always been known for its instability, coupled with the rebel army that has always existed near Chechnya, it is simply soil prepared for the evil god.

However, Qi Shan was not in a hurry to develop believers. After arriving in Russia, he had to enjoy the local delicacies!

Qi Shan was chatting with a few timid believers about where they should stay and what kind of special food they should eat after getting off the plane.

Suddenly, the trembling voice of the flight attendant came from the broadcast.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the chief flight attendant. Now, a gentleman wants to talk to you!"

Then, the broadcast switched to a gentle man.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please return to your seats, fasten your seat belts, the plane may encounter turbulence, don't be nervous, it's just the pilot comparing the pressure in the balance cabin, otherwise you will all suffocate and die."

Hearing that something was wrong, the people in the cabin were a little commotion.

The man on the broadcast seemed to have thought of something: "Oh, I almost forgot to say, all Hydra personnel thank you for flying United Airlines!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came from the first class cabin.

Immediately afterwards, the air in the cabin was frantically lost, and the emergency oxygen devices popped out from the top, shaking and not giving people a chance to grab them.

The passengers in the cabin were completely panicked. They wanted to open their mouths and scream, but before they could shout, they found that they couldn't breathe.

The curtains in the cabin had been torn off by the strong wind and rushed directly out of the cabin along the aisle.

The plane shook violently, instantly sending five or six people flying, and Qi Shan was one of them.

He was originally sitting in the business class with the believers, the location was relatively forward, and he was bold because of his skills, and he didn't care about the seat belt at all.

As soon as this sudden incident occurred, Qi Shan was the first to be blown directly out of the cabin by the wind pressure.

Free falling in the sky tens of thousands of meters, head down and feet up, closely chasing the previous figure.

Behind Qi Shan, there were unlucky ghosts being thrown out of the cabin one after another, like a hen laying eggs, flying all the way down.

At first, Qi Shan was indeed stunned for a while, but when he reacted, he was already doing a free fall exercise.

The strong wind was whistling in his ears, making Qi Shan unable to open his eyes.

In desperation, the dark energy that appeared in the body after being strengthened, as if it were the energy of an evil god, suddenly trembled in the body and gathered under the ribs.

Qi Shan only felt a burst of tingling, and a pair of wings with a wingspan of more than five meters emerged.

"Cell manipulation? Jugo's ability?"

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "That's not right, my volume hasn't shrunk, the wings are newly generated tissues.

So, after strengthening, what appeared was actually this kind of thing!"

After going through it in his mind, Qi Shan already understood how to use the new ability.

He spread his arms flat, and countless small openings split open below his arms, like small mouths, neatly biting on the bones of the wings, and instantly the wings were connected to the arms.

Qi Shan tried to stretch upwards gently, and the wings were indeed stretched wider.

"Hey!"

Qi Shan chuckled, flapped his wings, and accelerated downwards.

I didn't pay attention just now, but now that I think about it, the voice of the man on the broadcast seems to have a different kind of familiarity.

Qi Shan felt that Hydra and the Evil God Cult were a better match!