American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The town was already gradually bustling as the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Ah Bao's porridge shop was already filled with diners.

Most of them were dressed like laborers, getting up early to quickly fill their stomachs before heading out to work.

That's how it is these days: work a day, earn a day's pay; earn a day's pay, live it up for a day.

The poor don't have stable jobs, but in this era, who can ask for more?

As early as three days prior, Qi Shan had arrived at the target town and, guided by the radar, accurately located Master Ren.

As expected, Master Ren was the classic character from the Lin Zhengying zombie movies that Qi Shan had imagined.

Unexpectedly, this nameless town was actually within Jiangxi province.

Three days was enough for Qi Shan to gather most of the information about the town.

With silver dollars paving the way, he was told everything without any concealment.

This small town used to have a very pleasant name: Fugui Town (Wealthy Town).

Unfortunately, a miscellaneous warlord appeared nearby, and the marshal's name was Fugui. To avoid using the marshal's name directly, the town became a nameless town.

The people had heatedly discussed it for a while and expressed indignation, but after a few days, they all forgot about it.

Officially, it had no name, but privately, it was still called Fugui Town.

The name here was auspicious, and it was a rare peaceful area.

All sorts of chaotic wars were blocked on the periphery. The miscellaneous warlords nearby were not good at anything else, but they were particularly good at maintaining relationships.

Moreover, all their attention was focused on the big cities, and they didn't care about the small town at all.

So, under this strange balance, Fugui Town was even more prosperous than before.

The Ren family was a large household in Fugui Town.

It was said that they had been entrenched here for more than three generations, possibly having migrated from the Jiangnan area during the Kangxi era.

Moreover, the family had been well-known in the nearby townships for generations.

Unsurprisingly, there was a Yizhuang (charitable mortuary) outside the town, and the Maoshan master in charge was Lin Jiu, known as Uncle Jiu.

The younger generation were unfamiliar with him, but the older generation spoke of him with a sense of inexplicable respect.

Clearly, they had witnessed Uncle Jiu's true abilities under certain circumstances, which is why they retained their awe.

As a precaution, Qi Shan did not approach Uncle Jiu or the Ren family.

After eating a few meals at the only Western restaurant in town, he stayed at the neighboring inn, wandering around every day and buying strange little things.

Qi Shan had also basically walked all over the area of the cemetery outside the town.

Instead, he had unexpected gains in other areas.

Since entering the town, Qi Shan had clearly felt that something was not quite right here. A strange power permeated the air, somewhat like spirit energy, but also with the attributes of resentment, though not as refined as mental power.

If a mental power expert's actively emitted resentment was a precious sword,

the resentment floating on the graves could only be considered a balloon toy.

Although it was labeled with "100 tons" on the surface, it actually had no power at all.

Although the precious sword was inconspicuous, it could effortlessly cut off heads.

The power of the two was incomparable.

Although that's how it was, with such a strong resentment, it was no wonder that all kinds of strange things would happen.

Qi Shan had thought that the plot would start soon, but after staying for three days, there was no movement at all.

Temporarily having nothing to do, he shifted his attention to other places.

The sky gradually brightened, and the pedestrians on the street began to increase. The shops that had been closed for the new year opened one after another, and the street was lively.

Qi Shan walked out of the porridge shop and strolled along the street. Suddenly, a burst of noise came from ahead, and Qi Shan curiously went over to watch.

Among a circle of onlookers, there were actually two burly men selling wine.

These two burly men looked exactly alike, tall and with thick fists. Standing there, wearing short skirts and exposing their thick arms, they looked like black bears.

At first glance, one couldn't help but admire them in their hearts, "What magnificent men!"

The two men wore the same clothes, all black, with short tops and long pants. On the back and the lower right corner of the robe, a large character for "wine" was sewn.

The bright red color was very eye-catching.

"Fellow villagers, elders! I believe some familiar faces have already recognized the two of us, the Zhang brothers!

That's right, we are from the most famous Zhang Family Winery in the neighboring town! Today is the tenth day of the month, and we're here to bother you again!"

"Our Zhang family's wine has nothing special, it's just delicious, as clear as spring water, as spicy as fire. The wine is cold when you drink it, but it's hot in your stomach. It can not only warm your stomach, but also nourish your health!

Same rules, same prices. If you folks want to drink wine, please step up and buy it!"

The two strong men sang in harmony, reciting the somewhat rigid advertising slogans in a way that resembled wandering martial artists selling their skills. As they spoke, they also flexed their muscles, making Qi Shan's eyelids twitch.

What the hell is this?

Qi Shan felt his eyes burning, but the onlookers were very enthusiastic.

As soon as they finished speaking, they rushed forward, waving banknotes and demanding to buy wine.

"Give me a jar, give me a jar! I didn't get enough to drink last time. This time, no matter what, I have to get drunk!"

"Get out of the way, you poor ghost! Can you even afford a jar of wine? Everyone knows that the Zhang Family Winery's wine is the best, and also the most expensive.

Don't listen to him, give me a jar."

"I want a gourd, just fill my gourd up."

"Half a catty!"

"Give me a bowl, give me a big bowl!"

Amid the noise and commotion, the wine jars piled up like a small mountain were instantly snatched up. Qi Shan also threw a Yuan Datou (silver dollar) and grabbed two jars of wine.

Good heavens, the purchasing power of Yuan Datou these days is not bad. Four Yuan Datou could buy a cow, but now, one Yuan Datou only got two jars of wine, totaling about 30 catties.

With the wine sold out, the two burly men left without stopping, pushing the cart directly.

Those who didn't buy any around were still unwilling, shouting at the top of their lungs: "Bring more next time, bring more next time!"

"When will you be back next time?"

"We will definitely be here every tenth, twentieth, and thirtieth day of the month. Everyone, elders and villagers, let's meet again in ten days."

After shouting, the two burly men didn't stop, pushing the cart and quickly disappearing into the alley.

Qi Shan narrowed his eyes. He faintly felt a trace of resentment on these two men, very faint, but very stubborn.

And the same luck also existed in the wine.

Before, the mountain-like wine jars were placed there, and the resentment was connected into a piece, thin, but very alarming.

Now that the wine was sold off and dispersed, the resentment actually dissipated with the wine.

There must be something strange about this wine!

Carrying the two jars of wine, he walked directly into the nearby restaurant.

The waiter saw Qi Shan and exclaimed, "Sir, you are so generous! You directly bought two jars. The Zhang family's wine is not simple. Please, come upstairs! We have private rooms upstairs!"

Qi Shan said, "Don't worry about me. I'll be in my usual spot. Tell the kitchen to prepare a table of food and wine. Be creative with the dishes, not the same old things every day! Tell the chef, if he does well, there will be a reward!"

The waiter responded loudly, "Yes, sir! Don't worry, sir. This time, I'll have Li Dazui use all his skills to ensure your satisfaction.

I'll be too slow here. Tea and water will be served immediately after you are seated!"

He went up to the second floor and chose to sit by the window as usual.

He placed the wine jars on the table, and with a lift of his hand, he broke the mud seal. A rich aroma of wine immediately spread out.

Fortunately, it was morning, and the hotel had just opened. Not many people came to eat, and Qi Shan was the only one on the second floor. Otherwise, some drunkards would definitely be banging on the table and shouting.

The waiter deftly carried a tray and placed an exquisite teapot on the table, diligently pouring a cup of tea for Qi Shan, and then took a large bowl.

"Sir, although Zhang's wine is strong, it can be drunk in large gulps. It is smooth on the palate, with a hint of sweetness. When it enters the stomach, it not only warms the stomach but also doesn't cause a headache. It's very good, so it's not only popular in Fugui Town but also has a top-notch reputation in the surrounding 13 towns and villages.

If the production wasn't so small, with a maximum of only one cart of wine per day, it would have dominated the provincial capital long ago!"

The waiter sniffed, his eyes shining as he poured a bowl of wine for Qi Shan, then habitually draped the towel over his shoulder and turned to leave: "You drink first, and I'll bring you four small dishes. The hot dishes will be here soon."

"Don't rush!"

Qi Shan reached out and took a teacup, directly pouring a cup of wine: "Seeing you salivating, you must be quite greedy. I'll reward you with a cup!"

The waiter thanked him repeatedly, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, his face full of satisfaction.

"Good wine, indeed good wine."

Qi Shan saw with his own eyes the resentment integrate into the waiter's body and instantly ripple out.

It lurked in a secret way, stealing the other person's life force bit by bit.

Qi Shan narrowed his eyes slightly, indeed there was something strange.

"A bit interesting!"

After dismissing the waiter, Qi Shan picked up the wine bowl and observed it, then tilted his head and poured it directly in.

The invisible resentment entered his body and was instantly decomposed, turning into a warm current of starlight.

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and patted his forehead: "I forgot about my special physique!"

After pondering for a moment, he took out a delicate small box from his pocket, which contained a small pinch of碎发.

He pinched out a strand and threw it directly into the wine jar.

[Weird Rebirth]

Bang!

As soon as the ability was activated, the wine jar exploded.

A naked young girl appeared in place, with long hair draped over her shoulders, delicate and lovable.

Qi Shan flicked his hand, and a long robe was directly draped over the girl's shoulders.

She stood up expressionlessly and put it on quickly.

"Tomie, absorb the resentment from the other jar of wine."

Tomie stretched out her white and tender little hand and gently touched the other unopened jar of wine. An invisible resentment was absorbed into her body.

Tomie's eyes brightened slightly, and she said, "It's pure malice, so pure that it doesn't have its own consciousness!"

Qi Shan reached out and opened the other jar of wine, poured a bowl and tasted it.

Sure enough, the taste had changed.

Moreover, the change was not slight, it was a direct drop from the top-grade fine wine to the level of roadside stall散酒, spicy and pungent, and even had a watered-down feel.

Qi Shan spat it out directly.

At this time, the waiter walked over quickly with a large tray, a smile on his face. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the fragments of the wine jar on the ground and the wet wine all over the floor, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"My heavens, what happened to the wine? How could it break?"

Qi Shan got up, flicked a silver coin with his finger, and left with Tomie.

"Something urgent came up. The meal is yours. I'll come back tonight."

The waiter stretched his neck and shouted, "Sir, the wine, what about the wine?"

By the time the voice faded, Qi Shan had already walked out of the restaurant.

He first went to a clothing store to get Tomie a well-fitting outfit.

He casually inquired about the Zhang family's winery, and it was indeed very famous. The shopkeeper directly gave him a detailed address.

Qi Shan took Tomie to a secluded place, released an old car, and drove straight to the neighboring town.

The two towns were not too far apart, only about 20 kilometers.

After buying the wine, he was slightly delayed for a while, but the time was not too long. After the car drove for about 10 minutes, on a somewhat bumpy dirt road, he saw the Zhang brothers pushing a cart on their way.

The two wanted to have their own method, one person pushed the cart, and the other sat on the cart to rest, and then switched after walking a certain distance.

Two people taking turns walking 40 li would not be too tiring or too slow.

Qi Shan ignored them and drove past directly.

These two people also had resentment on them, but it was similar to drinking wine, only slightly more concentrated, and the root cause was not with them.

After driving for another ten minutes or so, he finally saw another town.

The archway at the entrance of the town had the words "Wind Chime" written on it.

This place was slightly smaller and had fewer people. The streets looked a notch below Fugui Town.

Inside the town, besides pedestrians, there were carriages. It seemed that they had never seen a car at all. Qi Shan drove past in the car, and people stared with wide eyes to watch, and some even ran after him.

Qi Shan glanced at them and flicked his finger lightly. Two silk threads extended from his hand and stretched horizontally, tapping on one person's leg.

A group of people suddenly rolled into a ball.

Qi Shan stepped on the accelerator, slightly accelerating, and quickly left them behind.

Driving to the center of the town, Tomie suddenly said, "This direction!"

Qi Shan nodded, without speaking. He also felt it.

After three turns and two turns, he stopped in front of a dilapidated winery with a big Zhang character written on the sign, with no other markings.

But the air was filled with a rich aroma of wine.

It was indeed the same wine.

Pushing the door open and getting out of the car, Qi Shan kicked the door open and walked straight in with Tomie.

The winery was an old-fashioned winery, not very large, divided into inner and outer rooms. The outside was obviously used for dispensing. New wine jars were lined up in the corner, and inside were rows of large wine vats, each more than one person tall.

The wine mouth was sealed tightly with yellow mud, and there was an outlet on the side.

"It's here!"

Qi Shan stretched out his palm, and five silk threads shot out from his fingertips, instantly entangling the wine vat.

With a gentle hook, the huge wine vat instantly split into two.

With a click, the wine vat split apart to the left and right, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror, the wine spilled all over the ground, and the things inside were exposed.

It was actually a swollen corpse soaked in water!