American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan blinked: "Should I resist a little at this moment, show my unyielding spirit, and leave a perfect impression on the boss, or should I just tell you that the thing is in my pocket?"

The Smiths exchanged a glance, and Julia stood up directly, quickly walked to Qi Shan, and took out a photo from the back pocket of his jeans.

Her expression changed after just a glance.

It turned out to be a photo of the two of them at an amusement park when they were dating, and judging from the angle of the shot, it was obviously taken unintentionally.

Qi Shan spread out his palms: "I'm not the target, you are. Besides, I have a question, can I struggle now? Although there was no harm at that time, it was really uncomfortable to have my hands and feet tied up!"

Qi Shan gently strained his arms, and the tied cow rope snapped instantly, freeing both hands.

Brad Pitt flicked his hand, and another pistol appeared, his index finger directly on the trigger.

The two looked at the broken rope, a hint of surprise in their eyes!

This kid is clearly thin, how can he have so much strength?

Qi Shan raised his hand slightly and raised his eyebrows: "Don't be so nervous, I already said I have no malice towards you. If I wanted to attack, do you think you would still be standing here talking?"

With a snap!

The rope tied to his feet also snapped.

"They know you're married, so they designed for you to kill each other. This operation should be a joint attack by both sides. Two teams and the company's trump cards form a family, which is beneficial and harmless!"

Amidst the two's surprised gazes, Qi Shan took out his belt and threw it over.

"The location is here. To search and form a circle of encirclement will take at least five minutes. There's still time!"

Qi Shan shrugged, walked to the bedside, opened the small refrigerator below, took out a bottle of soda, and casually twisted it open and took a gulp.

The two were speechless for a moment.

They didn't know if they should first ask why the other party was so cooperative, or first ask why Qi Shan was so relaxed?

They didn't know that they, the couple, were top killers, and it would be easy to take his life.

On the other hand, the two were also shocked by the suddenly revealed truth.

Brad Pitt said helplessly: "Is that the reason you've been keeping the photo with you?"

"When you catch me, you always need to give an explanation. Isn't it more convincing to have a photo?

I don't think now is the time to talk about these things. You only have a few minutes left, shouldn't you think about escape routes, or other professional tricks?"

The roar of a helicopter suddenly came from outside the window, followed by constant braking sounds. Julia leaned against the window and, through the gap in the curtains, saw a large number of official vehicles rushing into the motel's courtyard.

A group of killers dressed as SWAT officers rushed down and charged upstairs directly from the stairs on both sides.

Before Brad Pitt left, he pointed to the iron mesh on the ground and said: "Be active, help me put it back!"

After saying that, he jumped up and accurately drilled into the vent, his body shaking a few times, like a flexible carp, and instantly disappeared.

Qi Shan waved his hand, and a whip appeared out of thin air, the invisible force shaking open, as flexible as if it had its own life.

It wrapped around the iron mesh and flung it upwards, and the iron mesh instantly returned to the vent, tightly sealed, without the slightest gap!

With a clang, the door was smashed open with a click, and a team of people rushed in directly.

The other party obviously recognized Qi Shan, and the muzzle of the gun flashed past without paying too much attention. Instead, they dispersed the team to search in different directions.

Safe reports kept coming, and the entire room was cleared within a short minute. Then they saw the helicopter outside pulling up again, and the huge searchlight was searching like a carpet.

A man took off his helmet and strode up to Qi Shan. This was a strong man, at most in his early 30s, with a shallow scar on the corner of his mouth.

This scar didn't ruin his handsome face, but added a touch of wild charm.

He glanced at the scattered ropes around the stool, seeming to have some doubts, but didn't say much. Instead, he asked: "When did they leave?"

"About 20 minutes ago! Through the vent!"

The man made a gesture, and someone immediately went to check the vent.

"You can go now. Keep your phone on 24 hours a day. There will be new missions recently! Take a different route when you go out, don't attract outsiders' attention!"

Qi Shan was a little surprised. Are they so particular?

These people should be a professional task force. Looking at their equipment and their professional movements, it was obvious that they were well-trained.

No wonder they ended up surrounding the Smiths on the rooftop.

But that had nothing to do with Qi Shan.

He only wanted to know now, what did it mean to have his identity arranged as a rookie killer?

He found a hat and pressed it on his head, trying to lower the brim as much as possible, and quickly came down from the emergency stairs.

In the shed next to him, he randomly found a bicycle, pinched off the lock with his fingers, and slowly left along the path.

Qi Shan's current identity should be that of a university dropout.

He studied at a community college for more than a year, and then received a request from a killer company in an accident, and then joined in. Although he said he was a rookie, he had actually received three months of training. There was no problem with physical fitness, but he was slightly inferior in fighting and firearms.

If it was just the original owner, a small supporting role in the movie, his life or death would just be a bullet's matter.

Qi Shan's appearance made this identity completely different.

"This time it's actually a killer, interesting!"

Stopping at the crossroads, recalling the scene when he met the Smiths just now, Qi Shan's lips curled up slightly.

Several lines of smoky characters gradually appeared in front of him.

[Mixed World: Role-Playing Mode.]

[As a killer, perfect killing is the primary task!]

[Mission Requirements: Complete 50 ordinary assassination missions, 5 special assassination missions!]

[After completing the mission, you can get special rewards.]

Then the smoky characters gradually dissipated, and Qi Shan chuckled: "So that's how it is, then this world will be lively."

What Qi Shan cared about most was actually the first four words: Mixed World!

With these four words as the foundation, coupled with the scattered fragments of memory in his mind, Qi Shan could be sure that the dark side of this world definitely hid something extraordinary.

Worth looking forward to!