American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The little newbie, who should have died, was safe and sound and completed the mission smoothly, while the two high-level assassins who were sent to kill him were nowhere to be found.

Such an obvious signal, even a fool of a killer company boss should know what it represents.

So before dawn, Qi Shan's second mission was sent to his phone.

In order to stabilize Qi Shan, this little newbie, the bonus for the second mission was paid in full, and several material supply channels were also given.

Qi Shan directly forwarded the text message to Julia, she should know how to deal with it.

After all, this is America, where arms dealers are as numerous as laundry detergent vendors, and every city has a group of large and small dealers.

So it's impossible to kill them all, but helping the other party lose weight is not a problem.

The Smith couple will take care of this little matter.

In the morning, he had a simple breakfast in the restaurant, picked up his belongings, and took a car straight to the airport.

The second mission was also very simple, at least on the surface, just a simple assassination mission.

The target was a man in his early 30s, a writer, somewhat颓废 (tuí fèi - dispirited and decadent), seemingly at the end of his rope, to the point of being cynical, with a serious case of 文青病 (wén qīng bìng - pretentious intellectualism), always feeling that it was the world that was wrong, not him.

Some time ago, he wrote a book called "How to Die Like a Hero", and went around looking for publishers, but was rejected everywhere.

So when the old assassin came to carry out the mission, he was accidentally killed by the other party.

It's embarrassing to have the assassin's target killed, but it's also common, after all, people make mistakes, horses stumble, and no one can see through the depths of others at a glance, and occasionally encountering a strong man, it is inevitable to give away a kill.

This was not a big deal, but the embarrassment lies in the fact that the assassin was killed by the employer.

The company wouldn't stand for this, what kind of behavior is this? It seriously violates the rules of the assassin world, even if the assassin completes the mission, you can turn around and卸磨杀驴 (xiè mò shā lǘ - kill the donkey after it grinds the mill - get rid of someone after they have served their purpose).

But the donkey hasn't even done its job yet, and you want to kill it, isn't that a bit too much?

No matter how complicated the story behind it is, the target is just an ordinary man, so the cleanup mission was assigned to Qi Shan.

Qi Shan knew with his toes that the killer company must have other plans.

They will inevitably send more powerful assassins to silence him, but this is exactly what Qi Shan wants, as long as the other party keeps sending people over, Qi Shan's killer company will expand at an excellent speed.

Is there a 吸星大法 (xī xīng dà fǎ - Star Sucking Great Art)? Is there a 北冥神功 (běi míng shén gōng - Beiming Divine Skill)?

To build a mature company, you naturally need a large number of employees familiar with the business, and in the case of unfamiliar business, there is no better way than poaching!

Get on the plane and fly directly to Los Angeles!

After entering December, Los Angeles has already had two snowfalls, although the snow didn't stick, the weather is getting colder and colder.

Those beautiful sights on the street have gradually disappeared, and the graceful girls are wrapped in trench coats, each wearing thick clothes.

Even the cars on the ground have a憨憨 (hān hān - silly and cute) feeling, the way they emit exhaust gas is like exhaling winter breath.

At this time, Qi Shan had changed his outfit from the inside out.

As an assassin, you still have to take care of your appearance.

Shirt, leather shoes, handmade suit, red tie, a gentleman's hat, Versace's latest scarf, casually draped around the collar, matching well with the pure black wool coat.

Qi Shan pushed open the door and walked into a coffee shop, ordered a cup of coffee, and casually ordered some snacks.

Holding the food, he sat in a corner of the shop by the window, drinking coffee and looking at the scenery outside.

The location of the coffee shop is not bad, the right side is close to a relatively prosperous commercial street, and the left side is a small park, with an old-fashioned windmill mill built on the open space. Occasionally, in windy weather, you can see the huge windmill slowly rotating, even in the city center, it gives people a feeling of being in the countryside.

Qi Shan came from the direction of the small square, but he didn't pay attention to the windmill mill, but kept staring at an old building on the right.

The outer wall of the old building is slightly mottled, with faint fine cracks, three stories high, and the area is not large, but the style of construction is very old.

The overall orientation of the house is east-west, but the third floor and the attic have been changed to north-south, which feels very strange, like a Rubik's cube that has been deliberately cut in the middle and rotated 90 degrees.

But Qi Shan knew that the small room in the attic was the target's location.

The man has been very happy recently, especially after killing the old assassin, thinking he was safe, he actually returned to the rental house again and lived a shameless life with his girlfriend.

That strange book, he didn't know how his girlfriend got it to work, was magically published, although the publisher hasn't sold a few copies yet, but the initial fees alone were enough to surprise the man.

With love and career success, he's been living in the lap of luxury lately.

Qi Shan arrived in Los Angeles at noon, and the whole city was immersed in a festive atmosphere before the holiday, and crowds of people could be seen decorating every street.

Every household and every store is making the final preparations, with small colored lights and Christmas trees, the strong festive atmosphere seems to infect everyone.

Qi Shan had already discovered the location of the target, but did not take action.

He was waiting, waiting for those assassins to come to his door.

But what Qi Shan didn't expect was that he sat in the coffee shop until the sun went down, watching the neon lights on the street light up, watching the windows in the attic dimly light up, watching two swaying figures vaguely appear on the windows.

But the expected assassin never appeared.

Strange!

His 神乐心眼 (shén lè xīn yǎn - Kagura Mind's Eye) has been open all the time, always staring at people carrying firearms.

Such an obvious feature, within the scope of Qi Shan's 神乐心眼 (shén lè xīn yǎn - Kagura Mind's Eye), there is no way to escape, like a firefly in the dark night, so distinct, so outstanding.

But all afternoon, there wasn't a single suspicious person, not one within a 10-kilometer radius! Is this still America?

Qi Shan was a little confused!