American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“Young Master, Commissioner William is here to see you again. He's waiting for you in the dining room downstairs!”

A young man in his teens, dressed in a neat butler's uniform, was respectfully speaking to Qi Shan at the door.

“He's here again. Looks like he's really anxious! Tell him to wait there for a while. Tell him I'll be down in a bit!”

Qi Shan smiled and slowly walked out of the living room. He was wearing a light-colored striped suit with a dark tie, looking very energetic. Ye Zimei followed behind, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, her face like ice, her eyes sharp.

For public relations, Ye Zimei was Qi Shan's personal head maid, so Qi Shan took her wherever he went.

Having used this second body for so long, Qi Shan had gradually gotten used to this method. It was like playing two accounts at the same time. The two game characters, one active and one passive, could do their own things without needing to be specifically controlled after a long time.

So far, Ye Zimei's disguise as a head maid was still very convincing, except that her personality was very cold.

These days, armed drones were constantly hovering in the air, monitoring every inch of Hong Kong Island, even everyone in the wealthy areas.

It was precisely because of the assistance of this 'God's perspective' that Qi Shan was able to strike so accurately. Having used the Soul Lock so many times, he could now throw it directly as long as he locked onto the target and had a general location.

There was no longer any need for face-to-face contact.

As the police's rigorous investigation and the triad's stakeouts progressed simultaneously, the blockade became increasingly severe. Qi Shan gradually abandoned the face-to-face payment model and adopted a drone withdrawal method.

So, until now, the money was still constantly being lost, but the person could never be found.

This so-called Commissioner William was actually a minor steward in the Governor's Office.

It was said that he came from a relatively noble background, seemingly a noble family, but he was born out of wedlock, so he was not highly valued. Now that there were no large-scale wars, he came to Hong Kong Island to try his luck, hoping to achieve something and make his resume look better. Of course, it would be even better if he could make some money at the same time, after all, the face of the nobility could not be lost.

This old boy had already been targeted by Qi Shan twice. He was in the first batch of targets.

Qi Shan directly emptied all of his family property, leaving him with nothing but his house and clothes.

The second time actually had nothing to do with him. It was just that when he visited the Governor and several important senior officials, he casually gave him a Soul Lock.

Unexpectedly, he had squeezed out more than 100,000 pounds again.

He didn't know how this kid was so good at making money. He had made up for his losses so quickly in just one week. He could be considered a talent.

Afterwards, Qi Shan disguised himself as a nobleman, paving the way with money, and directly lured this kid over. He used various excuses, both openly and secretly, and had already given him money three times, each time ranging from 5,000 to 10,000 pounds.

Unexpectedly, he had been approached again tonight after only a few days. It was a bit interesting. Was he uncomfortable if he didn't slaughter a fat sheep?

Should he visit him again tonight?

Qi Shan turned the idea over in his mind, but it was immediately rejected.

Visiting too frequently would easily expose too much information. He should just take it one step at a time.

It had to be said that these British people were indeed rich. Gao Ning had controlled one hundred and forty to fifty people, and they had easily raised more than 100 million.

There were US dollars, pounds, and other currencies, and even legal tender.

“Commissioner William, it's a pleasure to see you again. How is it? I specially ordered Darjeeling tea from the mainland, and I also asked a French chef to supervise the preparation. Did you taste the taste of home?”

When Qi Shan came downstairs with Ye Zimei, he happened to see Commissioner William sitting at the dining table, devouring the pastries in front of him as if he had been hungry for days.

Hearing Qi Shan's words, he hurriedly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then nodded with a smile, swallowing the food in his mouth before saying, “Mike, it's a pleasure to see you again!”

Qi Shan reached out to shake his hand. Ye Zimei bowed coldly, then walked over, pulled out the chair, and slowly walked away to stand aside after serving Qi Shan.

Commissioner William glanced at Ye Zimei, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

“Mike, I have to admit, your personal maid has a very noble air. She must have been cultivated for many years, right?”

Qi Shan shrugged: “Who would care about people's problems? Alright, my dear Commissioner, you should be very busy in the Governor's Office. How come you have time to come to me in the middle of the day? Is there a party tonight?”

“You guessed almost right. The Governor's daughter, Serena, will be 18 tomorrow. This lady is preparing to hold a perfect birthday party, but there is a little difficulty now!”

Commissioner William looked at Qi Shan, seemingly expecting the other party to take the initiative.

Qi Shan curled his lips and deliberately said, “Oh? The daughter of the Governor is no different from the British Princess in Hong Kong. What difficulties could such a young lady encounter?”

Commissioner William was a little helpless. He put down the teacup in his hand and sighed: “Mike, I won’t beat around the bush with you. You know that Hong Kong is not peaceful recently.

I don’t know if it’s because we offended ghosts and gods, or martial arts masters. In short, we are very unlucky now. We often fall to the ground for no reason, lose a day’s memory, and also lose all of our property!

However, during the subsequent investigation, whether it was the police, eyewitnesses, or bank staff, they all vowed that the victim had withdrawn the money himself.

Even if there are many people monitoring around, the money will disappear out of thin air, as if we have offended a demon.”

Speaking of this, Commissioner William tugged at his hair in pain: “Especially me, God, I was robbed by that evil bachelor twice. All my property, all my savings over the years, are gone! Almighty God, why don’t you send down a thunderbolt to strike this damn demon, this greedy thief!”

Qi Shan shook his head: “Okay, okay, I know you are a little excited, but it’s just some money. Don’t forget your noble education. You are a standard British gentleman.

Isn't it just a lack of money? Here you go!”

Qi Shan took out his checkbook, casually signed a check, tore it off and handed it over: “This is 10,000 pounds. It should be more than enough to hold a banquet, right? Get me a few tickets. I plan to bring a few friends to participate. They are all Chinese, is that okay?”

William smiled and patted his chest: “No problem, absolutely no problem, is 10 enough? I’ll give you blank invitations, you can fill them in yourself!”

Qi Shan curled his lips. It was time to meet Grandpa Hung Kam-Bo.