American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The whole place was stunned; it was too unexpected.

This so-called 'Cyclone' Dragon, the boxing champion, had been hyped up before the league even started.

Various people had extravagantly praised him, claiming he was unmatched in heaven and earth, giving the impression that he was the number one expert among the foreigners, arriving with great momentum, ready to sweep away everything.

Who knew that before he even had a chance to really get in the ring, he would be knocked out by a warm-up kid with a single punch.

He was almost killed by that one punch.

How could this be allowed?

These Chinese people actually dared to resist the foreign masters; wasn't this rebellion? They had to be severely punished, or how else could they continue to act like overlords?

The fat guy's boss was almost driven mad with anger. He had spent so much effort to bring the boxing champion from England, preparing to make a big profit, but he never expected to be defeated by an unknown nobody before he even had a chance to act.

He didn't care at all about Western boxing losing to Chinese martial arts; what he cared about was that his initial investment had completely gone down the drain.

The foreigner was furious and about to explode when Qi Shan threw a concentric lock at him. His body swayed slightly, and he staggered back into his seat.

The British section of the stands was in an uproar, with curses, cries of disbelief, and also surprise and cheers. Although these foreigners all looked similar, they came from different countries after all, and their internal loves, hates, and feuds were very complex; they were never a united front.

The Chinese people below the stands suddenly erupted in loud cheers. The Hung Fist disciples swarmed forward, lifting Ah Wei directly into the air, cheering and throwing him up.

Hung Chun-nam stood up, unable to restrain himself, and quickly stepped forward. Qi Shan slightly curved the corner of his mouth and canceled the concentric lock.

Amidst the roaring cheers, Ah Wei's consciousness gradually returned.

At first, he was a little flustered, and then he was bewildered.

Hung Chun-nam jumped onto the boxing ring, and the disciples sensibly put Ah Wei down.

Ah Wei's expression was blank. Hung Chun-nam reached out and patted Ah Wei's arm, then touched the muscles on his body, asking with some doubt and excitement, "How did you do it?"

"I don't know either, Master! That foreign devil punched me, and my mind went blank. When I came back to my senses, the foreign devil had already been blasted away, plastered on the wall like a painting."

The surrounding disciples cheered again.

In any case, the audience had bought tickets to come in, so of course they had to be shown an exciting fight.

The plot had completely changed. Hung Chun-nam hadn't died at the hands of Cyclone, so there was naturally no question of shared hatred.

Everyone would only feel more proud, and incidentally belittle the Western boxer, and think that Western boxing was nothing special, a boxing style that even a small disciple couldn't beat, so what was so great about it.

This was clearly not Qi Shan's goal. Although he hoped that Chinese martial arts could develop well, he definitely didn't want them to be narrow-minded.

Since they practiced boxing, death and injury were unavoidable. This was originally a small-scale arena of blood and sand, and there would always be casualties and bloodshed.

Qi Shan didn't watch the subsequent boxing matches.

A few days later, a Chinese martial arts association, jointly created by a British nobleman and several influential upper-class figures, was established, and martial arts masters from various schools, including Hung Chun-nam, were invited to join.

Funded by aristocratic families, under the banner of promoting the martial arts world, they created an Olympics of the martial arts world.

And they issued invitations to martial arts schools all over the world, imitating the team-based model of the King of Fighters, and developing future boxing matches with promotional strategies and operational methods.

With such a system in place, even if there were some disturbances, the authentic boxing techniques could still be passed down.

After that, Qi Shan took Ip Chi-Mui and left Hong Kong, heading north into Guangdong.

The mainland was indeed still at war, but it had already transitioned from resisting the Japanese invasion to the war between the bald head and the rabbit.

Qi Shan really had no interest in the civil war, so he simply stopped trying to obtain more badges of courage.

He directly instructed Ip Chi-Mui to choose to return.

Qi Shan also used the space-time ring to break through space-time, returning to his Resident Evil world.

Under Qi Shan's targeted strikes, the Umbrella Corporation was basically finished. Although the world was desolate, it was gradually developing towards a normal order.

The seeds that Qi Shan had sown before had now gradually sprouted. A large part of humanity worldwide had already spontaneously awakened their Nen abilities, but they hadn't yet organized a system.

Qi Shan rested on his island for a few days and found that the rate of ability emergence was very fast. Coupled with the existence of the space-time channel, he might need to mobilize power from the inner world in the future.

So, together with Tomie, he imitated the Hunter Organization and created a rudimentary Hunter Organization.

The fundamental purpose of this organization was to lead the development of mankind and recreate glory.

To explore other worlds and obtain the greatest benefits.

In terms of manpower, Qi Shan was actually very sufficient, but he had been heavily suppressed by the world's will in recent worlds, unable to open space.

This time, with the space-time channel, Qi Shan simply released all the manpower in the space, and then rushed to structure the Hunter Organization, establishing a new Hunter Organization.

The internal framework still followed the model of the Gotei 13 from Bleach, while the external appearance was presented with the twelve zodiac signs.

Ensuring that below Qi Shan, there was a council that could operate completely.

Such a complex mobilization, with Alice's assistance and the active cooperation of all personnel, only took three days to complete the organizational framework adjustment.

Such a speed is unimaginable for any group.

Perhaps I can stay in the next world for a longer period of time and recruit some potential newcomers.

The Resident Evil world is now truly sparsely populated. A planet that can support 10 billion people now has less than 5 million people.

If you want to develop again, the task is heavy and the road is long.

On the other side, Qi Shan, controlling Ip Chi-Mui's body, returned to Infinity City, obtained a few green badges of courage, and before they had time to warm up in his hands, he invested them in the weapon shop again.

He spent all the points and bought the globally renowned treasure, the Gate of Babylon.

Unfortunately, in the treasury, besides 100 armed drones, there wasn't even a knife for cutting fruit!

Speaking of which, it's also pitiful.

Although the things he bought were a bit useless, Qi Shan wasn't dissatisfied. After all, Infinity City was already like this, so there was no need to expect too much.

He had originally regarded this place as a transit station only.

So he didn't stay long. After walking around the square, he opened a new world again.