American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Night. The Yamamoto Building was heavily guarded.

Security guards patrolled diligently, contacting each other via walkie-talkie every few minutes to ensure immediate support in case of emergencies.

The head of security had been in his position for fifteen years, and the building had never experienced a major disturbance.

Even the emergency alarm on the independent circuit hadn't been triggered.

The head of security immediately stood up and shouted, "What's going on? Kobayashi, check the generator. Yamada, get someone to investigate where the problem is."

His subordinates hurried out, and the head of security grabbed the walkie-talkie: "Sasaki, has anything happened to the chairman? Sasaki, report your situation! Damn it!"

After shouting a couple of times, the head of security realized that the walkie-talkie was also useless.

He angrily threw the walkie-talkie on the ground and strode out of the room.

Just then, the vent was suddenly kicked open, and several smoke grenades fell out with a clatter.

The switches were triggered upon landing, and smoke spewed out, causing the smoke grenades to spin in place.

The choking smell instantly filled the entire room, causing all the security guards inside to collapse to the ground, with snot and tears streaming down their faces. They clutched their necks, struggling to breathe, and tried to crawl out.

Unfortunately, they couldn't breathe properly and couldn't muster any strength in their limbs, so they could only writhe on the ground like worms.

At this moment, a figure jumped down from the ventilation duct. He was dressed as a SWAT officer, fully armed, with various weapons at his waist and a long gun on his back. He wore a gas mask, and his entire body was completely covered.

This person was Li Jie.

As soon as he landed, he kicked two security guards unconscious, then opened the door and walked out.

The head of security was lying in ambush outside with two men.

Seeing a stranger come out, he kicked out with his leg.

Li Jie subconsciously took a step back, then pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger directly.

Three gunshots rang out, and all three men fell to the ground.

The subordinate was unlucky and was shot directly in the heart, dying on the spot. The head of security dodged slightly but only suffered a graze to the shoulder.

However, the intense pain and powerful impact still caused him to crash into the wall and then slump to the ground.

His face was splattered with blood, and he couldn't help but scream in pain. He stubbornly tried to raise his arm to return fire, but Li Jie wouldn't give him the chance and shot him directly in the forehead.

With a bang, a small hole appeared in the head of security's forehead, and his head tilted to the side, never to move again.

After taking care of these small fries, Li Jie didn't stop and went straight up the spiral staircase.

With both guns raised and the muzzles always pointing diagonally upwards, he walked silently and appeared in the top-floor villa in less than a minute.

The chairman of the Yamamoto Group was clearly a wealthy man who knew how to enjoy life, and he had spent money to create a Japanese-style garden on the roof of this building.

Although the trees, flowers, birds, and lakes were all fake, they looked quite realistic.

Li Jie had already obtained a map of the terrain and was not interested in these fake landscapes at all. He went straight through the passageway and found the room with the strongest thermal imaging reaction.

At this time, the old man was already alert, with a gun in his hand, and two of the bar girls who had been accompanying him were lying dead at his feet.

Just a few minutes ago, the two sides were still being intimate, but a few minutes later, the old man ruthlessly shot them himself.

Human life was worthless in his eyes. To ensure his safety, he wouldn't blink an eye even if he killed twenty people, let alone two.

Bang, bang! Clang, clang!

Two bullets hit the glass door, only creating two shallow white spots. The bullets fell to the ground with a clatter, attracting the old man's attention.

The old man looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, his face even more angry.

"Are you stupid? Who told you to kill me? I can triple the price and you can leave immediately. Do you know? If you kill me, professional killers from all over the world will come after you and your mastermind to take revenge. I established a revenge fund 10 years ago, with a full 100 million US dollars, 100 million US dollars, don't be stupid..."

While the old man was talking, Li Jie had already skillfully assembled the shotgun, replaced the bullets with specially prepared steel-core bullets, and raised his hand for a shot.

With a bang, cracks appeared in the bulletproof glass, scaring the old man.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three more shots in a row, the bulletproof glass was directly shattered into pieces, like snowflakes scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this, the old man subconsciously raised his gun, but then Li Jie fired another steel-core bullet, directly penetrating the old man's arm and shooting out from his shoulder, blood splattering everywhere, and his entire arm was crippled.

The old body fell to the ground, unable to move. Li Jie stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

The muzzle pointed at his face.

The old man was furious: "You bastard, you don't know what you're doing, the rest of your life will live in fear..."

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and blood splattered everywhere.

Li Jie pulled the bolt, ejecting all the shells.

Finally, he took a small instrument from his waist and spent nearly ten minutes recovering all the steel-core bullets and shells that had been fired, before returning the same way.

The sky suddenly poured down with rain, and Li Jie put on a dark green raincoat and walked out of the building, disappearing without a trace.

After walking about a block, Li Jie directly opened the door of a garbage truck on the side of the road, jumped in, and then started the car, slowly driving away from the street.

He took out his mobile phone from his arms, pressed a few numbers, and quickly connected.

Li Jie said: "The goods have been delivered!"

The voice of Tomie came from the other side: "Understood, we need to check the goods first. If there are no problems, the payment will be made on time tomorrow at 12:00 noon."

"Why didn't you tell me that the old man had a revenge fund of 100 million US dollars?"

"Our side believes that this is irrelevant information. If you have any objections, tomorrow noon at the old place, the boss may talk to you in person!"

Hanging up the phone, Li Jie stepped on the gas pedal, and the garbage truck made a low roar in the pouring rain, quickly leaving the area.

...

Standing in front of the French window, looking at the dense rain curtain outside, Qi Shan said lightly: "What a heavy rain!"

Tomie walked over and handed Qi Shan a glass of wine: "1862 Chateau Lafite!"

"Yo, this is a rare good wine, where did you get it?"

"Auction, there is also a bottle of 1891!" Tomie replied lightly, and then said: "Li Jie has already settled it!"

"Three minutes ago, Yamamoto Group confirmed the death of their chairman and are now clearing the scene and activating the Revenge Fund. They are sending out invitation letters. Do you want to go watch the excitement?"

"Sure!"

Qi Shan took a sip of wine and smiled, "I wonder if Pighead Teacher Yao has made any progress? I hope he doesn't waste such good weather!"

The assassination of the chairman of Yamamoto Group instantly stirred up a storm in the Hong Kong underworld.

Agents in the assassin world received invitations from the Revenge Fund.

All sorts of figures emerged through their respective channels.

The International Police also sent a special task force to Hong Kong to cooperate with senior police officials on this major event, deciding to catch this group of people in one fell swoop at a suitable opportunity.

Qi Shan's side, hidden behind the scenes, the Yamamoto Group and the Revenge Fund, assassins chasing money, and international police chasing the assassins, these four forces were intertwined, and anyone with eyes could see that the curtain had slowly been raised.

And the Pighead Teacher mentioned by Qi Shan didn't waste this excellent rainy day either.

He bought a dilapidated tricycle from somewhere, draped himself in a pure black raincoat, and weaved through the streets in the heavy rain, eventually stopping slowly in front of a mahjong parlor.

On rainy days, water droplets splashed and cold air bred.

The mahjong parlor, which usually had its doors open for business, had lowered its cloth curtain.

Pighead Teacher glanced around. The place was smoky and bustling.

He slightly adjusted the handlebars and pushed the tricycle into the mahjong parlor.

There was a crash, and the tricycle, having hit something, overturned on the ground. Several large plates on the vehicle shattered instantly, and a strong stench spread.

The smell was like a bomb, and the mahjong parlor exploded instantly.

A group of people rushed out in a panic, retching and cursing: "Which bastard splashed pig manure? Does he not want to live!"

"What's going on? Can't a person have a moment of peace on a rainy day!"

"My Great Three Dragons, my Great Three Dragons!"

In the downpour, the gamblers looked devastated and angry.

However, the angriest was the mahjong parlor boss, Pineapple Brother. He rushed out with his henchmen and immediately saw Pighead Teacher standing across the street.

His eyebrows shot up, and he pointed and shouted, "Bastard, did you do this? Don't run, don't run, or I'll break your legs!"

Before Pineapple Brother could finish his sentence, Pighead Teacher turned and ran into the alley. This guilty conscience made Pineapple Brother lock onto him, and he led his henchmen in pursuit.

This old building area had complex terrain and uneven ground. When it rained, there was water everywhere, and the alleys were like spider webs. Pighead Teacher only turned a few corners and lost most of them.

Pineapple Brother stood at the crossroads, panting, looking around, and wiping his face from time to time.

He chased for so long but lost the person. Pineapple Brother was even more annoyed and couldn't vent his anger.

"Bastard, don't let me see you next time, or I'll break your legs!"

Unable to find him, Pineapple Brother had no choice but to give up. But as soon as he turned around, a huge pig-headed man appeared before him.

Pineapple Brother was suddenly startled and leaned against the wall.

Then he heard the pig-headed man softly ask: "Do you like hunting games?"

"What?"

Before Pineapple Brother could react, he saw the pig-headed man pull a Remington shotgun from under his large raincoat.

He raised the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a bang, and Pineapple Brother felt a sharp pain in his legs. He suddenly fell to the ground and screamed loudly.

The pig-headed man took a step forward, tilting his head as if puzzled: "Why didn't you run? Oh, so you're injured!"

Bang!

A shot hit his kidney, and the huge power of the bullet shattered half of Pineapple Brother's waist. The wound went straight through, and blood gushed out. Pineapple Brother collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolling back.

"What a pity, it seems our hunting game ended before it even started. You're not a qualified prey.

But that's understandable, after all, you were provided by someone else and don't suit my taste!"

Bang!

Another shot blew half of Pineapple Brother's head off.

The pig-headed man looked at it for a while, then suddenly reached out and took off the pig head mask, straightened Pineapple Brother's body, carefully put it on his head, and then turned and left.

Crack!

Lightning flashed.

In that moment of bright light, Teacher Yao's face was clearly visible. However, unlike in Qingshan Hospital, where he was calm and gentle, his eyes were now full of satisfaction.

As if he had just attended a ball, not only had he eaten delicious food, but he had also won the heart of a beloved girl.

No one would associate him with having just killed someone.

Teacher Yao unconsciously stepped into a waltz and gradually disappeared. Several minutes later, scattered footsteps appeared. Pineapple Brother's two subordinates returned to the crossroads, exhausted. Just as they were about to complain, they suddenly saw Pineapple Brother with a pig's head, leaning against the wall, motionless.

They looked at each other, tentatively said a few words, then carefully stepped forward and gently removed the pig head mask.

A scream cut through the sky.

… …

The next day at noon, Li Jie changed his clothes and stepped into the five-star hotel again.

Unlike his last visit, Li Jie was now dressed impeccably from head to toe.

He was obviously filial but not stupid. After receiving tens of thousands of dollars, the first thing he thought of was dressing himself up.

Having been in Hong Kong for so long, he understood in his laziness that the most important thing in this bustling and restless society was appearance.

Because no one wants to take the time to understand your inner self, unless it's family or lovers.

Brother Gou didn't come this time. Of course, this was Fu Jiang's order, but in Li Jie's view, Brother Gou had obviously heard the news that the chairman of Yamamoto Group had been killed.

Coupled with Li Jie's movements these days, he vaguely guessed something, so he avoided suspicion.

Regarding this point, Li Jie was somewhat impressed by Brother Gou. Although Brother Gou couldn't get legitimate work, he was still good to his brothers.

Following the waiter, he pushed open the door and walked into the private room.

Qi Shan was making tea. He looked up and saw Li Jie walking in and smiled, "You came at the right time. I bought this Huangshan Maofeng from the mainland at a high price and had a master re-fry it. I only decided to brew a pot three minutes ago, and you arrived just as the tea was ready!"