American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The first attack resulted in an unfavorable situation. A decisive error caused the commander's next order to be questioned, delaying things slightly. No one knows how they reached an agreement, but they actually transferred a light armored vehicle from the rear.

Qi Shan was too lazy to even complain, and even felt a little unbearable to watch.

Was the commander a graduate of clown college? Coming here to perform a monkey show, clearly knowing that there were many hostages in the building, and that the enemy's firepower was obviously not weak.

Is this commander in cahoots with these robbers, sending people to their deaths wave after wave?

It's not impossible to rule out this possibility. If this scene were presented to conspiracy theorists, they might even come to more frightening conclusions.

Maybe they'd even say the commander was the mastermind behind it all.

Sure enough, a rocket-propelled grenade was fired from a window on the 3rd floor. As it fell in a fiery trail, the armored vehicle instantly turned into a huge fireball.

The explosion roared, and the light armored vehicle was torn to pieces as if it were made of paper. A large number of fragments were stained with flames, putting on a live show of a meteor shower.

Qi Shan silently noticed that the robbers stationed on the 12th floor had gradually dispersed.

Qi Shan felt that he should start taking action as well.

After two consecutive setbacks, the on-site commander was finished. It was estimated that they wouldn't be able to organize any decent attack in a short period of time.

If Magnum had a little more brains and proactively provided an external communication channel, the situation would be perfectly stalled there. The two sides would negotiate back and forth, haggling and bargaining, treating these people as bank robbers.

Maybe this matter wouldn't be resolved by tomorrow morning.

It seems that I still have to rely on myself.

There are a relatively large number of robbers, and they have wireless communication with each other. It wouldn't be difficult for one person to kill them all, but after killing some of them, he would quickly become a target.

During the test just now, ninjutsu could be used. Then, transformation and clone techniques should also work.

No, I should use genjutsu at this time.

Qi Shan transformed into a ghost and appeared on the rooftop in a matter of seconds.

Sure enough, someone was already working on the rooftop. These mercenaries were very professional, carrying C4 explosives in their backpacks. After installing them at the entrance, they checked the signal communication to make sure there were no problems before returning to the upper-level guard positions.

Qi Shan glanced at it and directly collected the timed bomb into his inner world.

The mercenaries on the top floor had just finished their work and were resting.

Suddenly, they saw a bright red eyeball, round like the moon, emitting a blood-red light. Ten tomoe revolved slowly around the pupil like the nine planets of the solar system.

Qi Shan didn't deliberately hide his movements. He just walked past, without even looking at the three people, and they instantly froze.

A few seconds later, as Qi Shan's footsteps faded away, the three people suddenly came back to their senses, and then acted as if nothing had happened.

Except that everyone's eyes had turned scarlet.

Qi Shan strolled along, walking down from the 30-plus floors. He didn't even specifically look for these robbers, but just by walking past, he controlled everyone.

When he was almost to the 12th floor, Qi Shan took some materials and created two m1911s on the spot, pure silver-white, with extended barrels and extended silencers.

There were also some changes in his attire. The somewhat ill-fitting suit changed color from top to bottom, tightening where it should be tightened and loosening where it should be loosened. Even the fabric changed to some extent.

As a red tie slowly appeared at the collar, the corners of Qi Shan's mouth also turned up in a large arc.

After all, he was a police officer. He couldn't give his superiors a fantastical story. Compared to a magician, a lone hero could still be written in the report!

Judging the positions of the robbers through the door, Qi Shan suddenly kicked open the fire door of the stairwell and jumped in.

He was still in mid-air when he quickly pulled the trigger. The bullets seemed to have eyes, successively drilling into the foreheads of the bandits.

They had only heard the sound in the previous instant, and had just turned their heads when the next instant was dark, and they no longer had any consciousness.

Only a few muffled sounds were heard, and the bandits on the 12th floor fell to the ground at the same time.

Qi Shan did a somersault in the air, stood firmly on the carpet, and retracted the pistols to his waist. He even had the mood to adjust his collar.

He pushed open the conference hall where the hostages were being held, and killed the two guards with a wave of his hand. Amidst the stunned expressions of a group of people, Qi Shan slowly squatted down and used the paratrooper knife he had temporarily obtained to cut the plastic handcuffs on the hands of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Looking at those big, surprised eyes, he casually turned the knife over and placed it in her palm.

"Everyone, don't panic, I'm a police officer! All the robbers online have been cleaned up. After you are untied, don't make any noise, quickly climb the stairs to the rooftop. The police will send a helicopter to evacuate you safely in a while.

By the way, tell them to send reinforcements as soon as possible, entering from the rooftop, not storming in from the hall. The bandits have set up strong firepower inside.

Does everyone understand?"

The crowd didn't know if they understood, with dazed expressions, some surprised, and some indifferent. It seemed they hadn't come back to their senses!

There's no harm in emphasizing the saying that curiosity killed the cat.

Turning to the banquet hall on the 11th floor, the big hole was still blowing snow, and the hall was covered in water stains. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's Christmas Eve; the wind outside hadn't stopped at all.

There was no one on this floor, and Qi Shan easily found the confiscated mobile phones in a corner.

He randomly picked one that looked pleasing to the eye and made a call to his immediate superior.

The identity he replaced now should have some weight, and he was also a comrade-in-arms with the superior, someone he had known before.

If it wasn't for constantly causing trouble and the huge losses every time he handled a case, he wouldn't still be a small detective now.

"Qi Shan, aren't you on vacation? Don't tell me you've gotten involved in some strange incident again!"

As soon as the call connected, before Qi Shan could say a word, the other party fired off a long string of questions like a machine gun.

"You guessed it. More than 100 mercenaries, hundreds of hostages, the entire building has been sealed off. One-third of the Los Angeles Police Department's police force is surrounding the building, and they haven't been able to get in after two strong attacks. Besides the robbers, I'm the only police officer in the entire building. Do you think this matter should be taken care of?"

"..."

There was a slight silence on the phone, and then a calm voice said, "Okay, what do you need?"

"Contact the Los Angeles Police Department and tell them about my situation. I want to speak directly with the commander on the front lines. By the way, these guys have a lot of firepower and brought a lot of heavy weapons.

Their goal is just money, they haven't reached the level of terrorists yet.

You can decide what benefits you can get from other departments, just don't forget my share when the time comes!"

Hearing Qi Shan's words, the other party seemed stunned, and after a long while, he said: "Qi Shan, I can't believe you said that, but never mind, you've finally come to your senses after all these years!

I knew divorce would be a good thing for you! Don't worry, as long as this goes well, I guarantee you a team when you get back!"

Qi Shan shrugged indifferently and hung up the phone directly.

Continuing down the stairs, Magnum had already moved the temporary command post to the 3rd floor, where more than 1/3 of the robbers were gathered. Another small team had already gone down to the lobby via the elevator and was trying various methods to find the secret vault.

Old Man Yamamoto is a genius, he can make flowers bloom just by hiding things.

After walking all the way to the fourth floor and subduing all the robbers he encountered, the phone in his hand finally rang.

"Detective Qi Shan, I am the Sheriff of the Special Incident Handling Team of the Los Angeles Police Department. I am in temporary command of the scene. Just call me Sheriff Phillip. Report your situation!"

"Hello, Sheriff Phillip, the situation inside the building is a bit complicated. The armed personnel are carrying a lot of heavy firepower. They number over a hundred and are evenly distributed in various key locations in the building. They have even placed anti-aircraft guns and timed bombs on the roof. If they find any police helicopters trying to approach, they will immediately open fire!"

"Damn it, what else is going on? What kind of help do you need?"

The other party gritted his teeth, seemingly realizing the reason for their repeated setbacks.

"I have been hiding in the shadows. The leader of the group has set up a temporary command post in an office on the third floor, and fully 1/3 of their strength is gathered on the lower three floors.

So, I went the other way and cleared out the robbers above, and rescued more than 50% of the hostages, about 300 people. They are now heading to the roof.

I need you to arrange for helicopters to rescue them as soon as possible."

"No problem! The other party still has hostages in their hands, we can't act rashly. Of course, if you need external fire support, you can discuss it with me. If it can be done, I will try my best to meet all your requirements!

I hope you can rescue as many hostages as possible while ensuring your own safety!"

"Understood!"

Qi Shan didn't say anything more to him and hung up the phone directly.

Finally, he put away his gun and used Obito Uchiha's ability to pass directly through the floors.

The power of the Sharingan gradually spread out, enveloping everyone on the lower three floors.

In just an instant, everyone's eyes turned scarlet.

They only stayed dazed for a second, and then returned to normal.

Qi Shan appeared in front of another group of people, too lazy to repeat himself, he directly used genjutsu to imprint what he wanted to say in everyone's minds, and finally waved his hand to let them go to the roof as well.

He simply took a turn around and subdued all the robbers, but it wasn't time to end the incident yet.

The more people die, the bigger the commotion, and the heavier the reward after it's resolved.

Since he wanted to mix in the police system, he naturally had to have a commendable achievement to show off.

But before that, Qi Shan had one thing to ask clearly.

He found an office with a relatively pleasing decoration style and a spacious area. Qi Shan sat directly in the boss's chair and snapped his fingers casually.

Then he heard footsteps outside, and the mercenary leader Magnum walked in with a dull gaze, sitting blankly on the sofa opposite him like a wooden man.

Qi Shan looked him up and down, and casually flicked out a section of energy wrapped around the other person, turning into a sturdy rope.

Snap!

After another snap of his fingers, Magnum suddenly woke up.

"This is...?" Magnum was extremely shocked. In his consciousness, he was still nervously discussing with his subordinates how to delay time and get the 640 million in bearer bonds as soon as possible.

And how to get rid of the police chase after success.

The next second, he was tied up like a dumpling and sitting on the sofa.

How is this possible?

Magnum subconsciously struggled.

Qi Shan didn't stop him, just looked at him with a smile, and even didn't know where he got a box of chocolate ice cream, eating it unhurriedly.

Dressed in a well-tailored killer suit, neat and cool, he was now sitting in the office eating ice cream, such a contrast gave Magnum a strong sense of unreality.

After struggling for a while, Magnum realized that he had been doing useless work, and the person in front of him was the breakthrough point.

"Who the hell are you? How did you get me here? Where are my men?"

Qi Shan spread out his palms: "Able to lead more than 100 armed personnel, forcibly seize 640 million in bearer bonds, and even hijack nearly 1,000 hostages.

I think a person who can make such a big deal wouldn't ask such naive questions, could it be that this incident wasn't planned by you?"

Magnum bit his teeth and said coldly: "You have to answer my question first!"

"So, you completely haven't figured out the current situation!"

Qi Shan shrugged: "But it doesn't matter, I'm not very interested in you either. The reason I brought you here alone is just because I have one question!"

"I won't answer any questions!" Magnum smiled coldly, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

"You thought I was asking about the 640 million bonds? You're overthinking it. While you were racking your brains trying to find the secret vault, asking for passwords, racking your brains, and trying to find a way to open the vault door, I already got the treasure!" Qi Shan shook his head.

Magnum's eyes were calm, and there was even a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Qi Shan nodded, "Looks like you don't believe it, but it doesn't matter, I'm not here to discuss this issue with you. After being in front of you for so long, haven't you remembered who I am?"

Magnum: ...

"The company's assassination mission for you really wasn't taken to heart! That's right, compared to 640 million, a few million in bonuses isn't even worth a hair!

Forget it, let's not talk nonsense, let's get straight to the point. A person like you who can mobilize a large-scale force should also be a high-level personnel, right? Do you know the boss's real identity?"

When Qi Shan asked this, a faint red light appeared in his eyes.