American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qi Shan got up very early, and not just today.

In fact, with his body strengthened to his current level, sleep was no longer necessary.

However, to maintain his current persona, he still adhered to the lifestyle of an office worker, except that he would browse the internet at night, previously to search for hidden news in the world, and now to browse cultural and entertainment works.

This world is indeed influenced by dark forces, manifested in many inconspicuous places. Although there is no record of this on the surface, and no clues can be found online, many things are reflected in literary works.

The vast majority of imaginary enemies are infected by a strange power, becoming crazy and powerful, which is obviously talking about the dark forces!

The sudden death of his parents caught Qi Shan off guard, and he didn't expect the dark forces to come to his door this time.

Superpowers seem very abrupt in this world, and the historical traceability is very vague, as if it has been deliberately blocked. So far, Qi Shan has not found any relevant information online.

Before, his sister was at home, so it was not convenient to make any big moves. Now that he has more than a week of free time, it is a good time to start an investigation.

After being comfortable for so long, it's time to get moving.

As usual, Qi Shan finished his breakfast, put the plate in the sink, returned to his room, dressed neatly, picked up his briefcase from the storage rack, slightly adjusted his collar in the mirror, and walked out the door.

After going downstairs and out of the residential area, Qi Shan naturally joined the flow of people. He is now playing the role of an office worker, and a young man who has just started working, so naturally he has to squeeze onto the bus.

Crisp footsteps echoed constantly in the empty road. Qi Shan walked forward slowly, his face slightly serious. This was the consistent expression of his predecessor, and he did not intend to change it for the time being, because it was indeed a bit cool.

This community is still very prosperous, with a large vegetable market next to it, and it is also located in a residential area, so there is a lot of traffic. Every time Qi Shan goes to work, he deliberately goes the long way, finding a secluded path, just to avoid the noisy crowd.

In the past, there were many people walking on this secluded path, but today it was strangely empty.

Qi Shan suddenly stopped, and a voice came from behind him.

"Very alert, I was only a dozen steps behind you, and you actually noticed!"

The voice was filled with a hint of surprise. A man in black, wearing a white mask on his face, appeared behind Qi Shan at some unknown time.

Then he immediately shook his head, throwing this absurd idea out of his mind.

The World Government's intelligence agency has a completely white logo, how could they wear black, and besides, this is not the world of One Piece, why CP0? But why does this feeling feel so similar?

Qi Shan looked at the other party, his voice slightly low.

"Who are you?"

Cheng Ming smiled.

"Boy, you can be considered young and promising, but unfortunately you don't know how to speak and act, and you inexplicably offended a big shot.

Don't ask me what kind of big shot it is, because I don't know either. I'm just a worker. The higher-ups arranged for me to come and take care of you, so even if I'm unwilling today, I have to work hard to run over and find a suitable way to send you to see God.

But God should still like me very much, because I have sent many people over these years. I believe that with so many people to accompany him, his boring old age life should be much better.

But among these people, this is the first time someone as young as you, and a talent at that. God should like you even more!"

Qi Shan was speechless. I mean, aren't you a professional killer? You're acting a little too unprofessional.

Although he looks like an ordinary person now, but... okay, office workers have no human rights.

Qi Shan was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and wearing a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking a bit refined.

Not to mention a Suitable One, even ordinary gunmen probably wouldn't take office workers seriously.

Qi Shan frowned and sighed softly: "In the end, I only waited for you alone. I'm a little disappointed, but oh well, something is better than nothing!"

Qi Shan gently placed the briefcase on the ground, then took off his suit, hooked his tie with his fingers, and pulled it outwards.

Cheng Ming was a little surprised. Seeing Qi Shan rolling up his sleeves, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "You actually want to resist? Interesting, really interesting. I originally thought you would be scared, scream, run away, or call the police or something."

"There's no way. This suit and shirt were bought when I attended a funeral before. They're very expensive, and I haven't worn them a few times. I don't want the blood of scum like you to get on them!"

Qi Shan said very naturally, and Cheng Ming's smile froze.

"You really know how to talk!"

Swish!

Before he finished speaking, a cold light slid past from the right.

While rolling up his sleeves, Qi Shan took a step to the left, timing it perfectly, just dodging a sharp dagger.

Cheng Ming, who was still a dozen meters away just now, somehow appeared next to Qi Shan, holding a dancing dagger in his hand, its cold light rippling, without saying a word, his wrist disappeared in the blink of an eye, directly aiming at Qi Shan's back.

He didn't pretend, there was no need for this kind of small character.

Qi Shan really thought so.

Moreover, he didn't know what material this shirt was made of, but it was very comfortable to wear, and he didn't want to waste it for the time being.

Seeing that the sharp blade was about to pierce the shirt, Qi Shan took a step to the right by a hair's breadth, just dodging the attack.

Then he stepped to the left, stepped forward, stepped backward, suddenly squatted down, and suddenly jumped up.

Qi Shan didn't even turn his head, and didn't even look to the side. He kept doing his own movements, forward or backward, up or down, but every time he would just dodge the blade, as if the other party was deliberately cooperating with him.

The two engaged in close combat, and in just five seconds, Cheng Ming made more than a dozen lightning-fast moves, each time being narrowly avoided by Qi Shan.

Apart from the sharp sound of the knife tip cutting through the air, there was only the sound of their breathing. Qi Shan's expression remained unchanged, but Cheng Ming's surprise and shock grew stronger and stronger, from the initial carelessness to repeated failures.