American Comics: BOSS Invasion

In front of the tea table, the two sat facing each other. Qi Shan drank tea, while Li Jie remained motionless.

The actions of last night didn't seem to have much of an impact on him.

One could tell from his eyes that killing a few people was no big deal to him.

Tomie went to handle the Focus Daily News. These two murders would be reported directly before the police could seal off the area.

One drank, and the other watched. After a few minutes, Qi Shan slowly put down his teacup and smiled, "What do you want to ask today?"

Li Jie shook his head, "I just want to know when I can get the remaining 15 million?"

"You don't have any other questions?"

"But that's not something I should care about. Strike once and flee a thousand miles. Now I should be thinking about how to return to the mainland and live the rest of my life peacefully with this money."

"Interesting!"

Qi Shan smiled. When Li Jie spoke, his expression remained calm, and even his eyes didn't fluctuate much. It was clear that this was what he was thinking.

Li Jie still sees killing as a means of making a living, and Hong Kong is just a chaotic place.

Throwing a bomb into a calm pond might cause a war in the fishpond, but it's no big deal for those who live on land.

"Don't worry, before 5:00 tonight, 15 million will be directly deposited into your private account!"

For Qi Shan, money is just a string of numbers. More or less, or even adding a few zeros, doesn't make much difference.

But when using money, one must be mindful of moderation. One can be generous, but not mindless.

A price of 20 million is already top-tier in the industry.

Li Jie didn't expect to seize such an opportunity, where he could retire and live off a single job.

Qi Shan wasn't in a hurry. Now that he had taken a liking to him, he wouldn't be able to escape.

Qi Shan slightly raised his hand and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't think about running away. The one hundred million US dollar revenge fund will cause killers all over the world to hunt you down, no matter where you escape.

Rather than bringing the danger back home and putting your parents and relatives in danger, it's better to stay in Hong Kong and continue earning retirement money.

What's that saying? Keep the enemy outside the gates.

Qi Shan smiled and said, "Then come at noon tomorrow and meet at the Yamamoto Building. I also want to see what these so-called underground forces are capable of!"

Li Jie didn't say anything, closed the door, and left.

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Police Headquarters, International Special Criminal Crime Division.

"This woman is called Andina Lima, 38 years old. On the surface, she is a model agent and fashion import and export businesswoman with no criminal record.

However, according to information provided by Interpol, she is suspected of being involved in major cases that recently occurred in Europe. All cases involving the assassination of important figures were carried out by the assassins under her command."

Detective Chen stood in front of the projector, introducing one photo after another captured by the surveillance cameras.

"This man, 48 years old, is listed as Ivan Antoniliska. He is Russian and ostensibly in the liquor business, but in reality, he is the Southeast Asian regional agent for a Russian criminal group. All Russian assassins operating in Hong Kong are arranged by him!"

Detective Chen smirked, "Guys, this is a rare opportunity. It's usually hard to even see these big fish. Today, the appearance of the one hundred million US dollars has attracted everyone.

Notify the brothers below to be vigilant. Once the arrest plan is successfully completed, it will be a great achievement!"

"Team leader, a stranger has appeared in the surveillance camera!"

The police officer who had been monitoring the screen suddenly shouted.

Detective Chen frowned slightly, "Not in our database?"

"It should be a newcomer, but he seems very arrogant!"

With that one sentence, all the police officers' attention was drawn over, and everyone's eyes were on the monitor.

In the picture, a stretched Lincoln slowly stopped in front of the building, and a young man dressed like the God of Gamblers, wearing a white suit, slowly walked down.

Behind him were a man and a woman, who appeared to be bodyguards from their attire.

Qi Shan was too lazy to comment on the surveillance technology of this era. Such obvious wired signal devices could be detected by Qi Shan from 500 meters away. None of these top killers reacted. It was unknown whether they were pretending to be stupid or simply didn't care.

Gao Ning didn't care whether the police had discovered him. He glanced at the camera and smirked before leading Li Jie and Tomie into the lobby.

It was this expression that made the observers nervous.

At the front desk, a young man dressed like a lawyer, but actually just a lawyer's assistant, confirmed the invitation letter and then led the three of them to the nearby lounge.

Tomie took out a 5 million Swiss bank check, which the other party naturally accepted, and then pushed forward a contract.

Qi Shan glanced at it, signed it directly, and threw it to Tomie.

This was just a confidentiality agreement, related to the deposit system and the operation of the revenge fund.

This world is also drunk. It can actually have a strange financial system like the Revenge Fund.

Before coming, Qi Shan had specially asked Tomie to confirm it, but he didn't expect it to be really legal.

I really don't know what to say.

Under the guidance of the service staff, the three took the elevator all the way to the 19th floor.

Sitting in his seat, Qi Shan looked at the killer agents around him with different appearances, his eyes full of playfulness.

Should he kill them in advance? If the agents are killed, the killers behind them will automatically lose their qualifications. Even if they complete the task, it will be difficult to get that 100 million.

Of course, killers are all powerful, and maybe they can rejoin this game through other means, but Qi Shan can also eliminate them again.

With all the channels cut off yesterday, the so-called revenge fund can't make any big waves. If no one executes it, what's the difference between offering a reward or not?

The hall was very spacious, surrounded by Japanese people in suits, each with a solemn expression.

Perhaps seeing that everyone had arrived, in the middle of the side rostrum, a young man with a perm and glasses stood up weakly, tapped the microphone lightly, tested the sound, and said, "Hello everyone, I am Mark, the manager of the foundation. Next, I will preside over this meeting for everyone!"