American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The small man fell forward, the top half of his skull above the bridge of his nose shattered directly, blood and chunks of tissue spraying out like a bowl of tomato meat sauce pasta thrown by Garfield.

The boss was stunned for a moment, letting out a shriek that even a soprano couldn't reach, while the remaining bartenders quickly lay on the ground covering their ears, trying to curl up into a ball.

Qi Shan followed suit, pretending to be frightened, but in reality, he couldn't help but smirk.

In the expanded range of his Kagura Mind's Eye, he had already located the sniper who had just fired.

Oh? There's another one?

This is an unexpected bonus!

Qi Shan quickly locked onto A-Zhen's position, then curled up the corners of his mouth and silently chanted in his heart.

[Duel Altar]

Reality suddenly shattered, and Qi Shan, A-Zhen, and A-Qiang reappeared in that familiar Duel Altar.

Neither of them had any weapons in their hands. A-Zhen was wearing a ninja outfit that completely showed off her exquisite figure, while A-Qiang was draped in a light gray camouflage suit, which seemed to have some hidden functions.

Their expressions were stunned, seemingly unable to understand what was happening to them.

The rules of the Duel Altar flowed past their eyes like a waterfall. After the last explanation, the Duel Altar seemed to assume that the master fully understood the rules, so it didn't bother to repeat them.

As for whether the others understood the rules, the Duel Altar didn't seem to care at all.

The audience on the periphery had changed. They were no longer those strangely shaped insects; this time, they seemed to be plants.

There were all kinds of plants. In one small area, there were rows of sunflowers, one with the face of a middle-aged man, holding something that looked like beer in his hand, constantly pouring it into his mouth.

They swayed in unison, moving back and forth, left and right, seemingly shouting something, but Qi Shan couldn't hear them at all.

Another group seemed to be a mishmash of fruits, all kinds of them.

Qi Shan vaguely saw a snowman, constantly shaking his branch-like arms, dancing like a windmill, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

The starry sky overhead became a flowing state, rotating around a strange point in different ways, um.

[Duel Start]

The moment the self shattered, Qi Shan suddenly pounced over.

This was a crushing battle of a Super Saiyan against ordinary Earthlings; their combat power was not on the same level at all.

A-Zhen and A-Qiang only felt a slight daze, and their chests exploded directly.

Their upper bodies, except for their heads, were directly kicked into a pile of minced meat by the powerful force. The two of them slightly opened their mouths and completely lost consciousness.

Flesh and blood scattered on the ground.

Qi Shan's eyes popped up.

[Duel Won]

[Winner, you will gain everything from the losers]

[Mind Imprint Loading]

Then the space shattered, and Qi Shan only felt a blur before his eyes, and he was back in the small bar again.

A-Zhen and A-Qiang, who were on the rooftop not far away, suddenly twitched on the ground, their limbs constantly shaking, as if they had been suddenly electrocuted.

They only recovered after a second.

Their minds were still stuck in the moment of gathering together, and they subconsciously picked up their weapons.

But for some reason, an idea popped into their minds at the same time, and this idea, once it appeared, expanded uncontrollably, quickly occupying their entire minds.

They disassembled their weapons without hesitation, hid them again in various parts of their bodies, tidied up their clothes, and ran down the stairs from the rooftop.

With such a big thing happening in the bar, the boss was almost crazy and had no intention of managing anyone else.

Qi Shan slowly took off his vest, greeted the boss, and without caring whether he heard or not, he leisurely walked out.

Two blocks away, at an automatic dry cleaner, the three of them arrived one after another.

Pushing the door open, Qi Shan looked at A-Zhen and A-Qiang standing inside in a daze, shook the beer he had swiped, and smiled, "Don't be dazed, have some, consider it a memorial to the dead yesterday!"

The two of them didn't know what to say, reached out and took the beer.

"My name is Qi Shan. I'm planning to establish a special company recently. You should be quite suitable. I don't know if you're interested in working here?"

A-Zhen was silent, just gently drinking her beer, occasionally sizing up Qi Shan.

A-Qiang rubbed his temples with some distress, pondering for a long time, it seemed that his consciousness was adding some details to Qi Shan's request.

Making Qi Shan's appearance and his current request seem not too abrupt.

A-Qiang shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong, my head has been hurting recently. I've been to the hospital for a checkup, but they didn't find any specific problems, but I always forget some things. I vaguely remember your name, we seem to have talked about similar things before, but the specific details are a bit forgotten!"

A-Zhen suddenly interjected: "I know who you are. You are the bait arranged by the company for Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

So that's it, so you are the mastermind behind the whole thing. No wonder the boss was so angry and sent the two of us to finish the job!"

Qi Shan spread his palms and smiled: "Isn't this all fate? To be honest, our previous boss was a bit too ruthless. I think it's better to start our own business.

Why don't you work with me? Don't worry about the salary, I guarantee you'll earn more than you did before!"

A-Qiang shook his head. He sighed softly: "To be honest, your conditions are not very attractive! But in recent years, the boss has killed his own people several times in a row. This chilling way of doing things has made me very hesitant.

But for those of us in this business, it's not easy to switch jobs!

Fortunately, you are also considered half of our own, so security should be guaranteed..."

"We agree!"

A-Zhen suddenly interjected, her tone very decisive.

A-Qiang turned his head in astonishment. A-Zhen nodded.

A-Qiang said helplessly: "Okay! We accept your invitation, as long as you don't object to us dating!"

Qi Shan laughed: "Of course not!"

The Mind Imprint had already been loaded. All it needed was an excuse, and the other party would not hesitate to join him.

After briefly talking about the details, Qi Shan sent the address of Mr. and Mrs. Smith to the two of them.

The two of them no longer lingered and quickly disappeared into the night.

Qi Shan then slowly used his mobile phone to report the completion of the task, and then found a car and went to the nearest five-star hotel for a good night's sleep!