American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Qishan nodded with a smile: "Not bad, it seems my reputation has grown recently, and many people recognize me. You should also know why I'm making trouble for Pang Deyu, so there's no need to waste words, right?"

Qishan was still dressed in his pure white young master attire, with an ivory fan with a white jade handle in his hand. He was playing with it like a toy, gently tapping his palm as he spoke.

After the last incident, my sister suddenly became interested in demons. In the process of chasing Pang Deyu, the demon took the lead, biting at his heels almost every step of the way, while Qishan and his sister leisurely followed behind.

Logically speaking, the greater the distance, the longer the chase should take, but Qishan also possesses the ability to teleport, which makes it completely unreasonable.

Two minutes ago, when the demon smashed the wall in the cave, Qishan was still far away in Wuliang Mountain, but in the next second, Qishan brought his sister here.

In his perception, there were indeed many martial arts experts here, each with bulging temples and scorching blood energy, but so what? The special abilities of a level three demon can deal with any so-called expert.

Perhaps because they felt offended by Qishan's impolite words, a man with a bull's head and an unbelievably strong build strode out and said in a booming voice: "You're courting death! Do you know what place this is?"

Qishan shook his head: "This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle in other people's business, lest you lose your lives and your parents have to mourn your death."

After saying just a few words, Qishan ignored the others and looked at Pang Deyu, who was hiding in the back. Qishan smiled coldly: "I advise you to obediently come back with me. Since my sister has taken a fancy to you, you have to stay in my house obediently, for her to play with and amuse herself. You'll only be allowed to leave when she's had enough!"

Qishan's words were very natural, but everyone looked at him like he was crazy.

This kid is just a young master of a money house, yet he speaks so wildly. Are all the children these days so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth?

Several people looked at the sister, but the sister was staring at the demon the whole time. What she was most curious about now was when did the demon put on the cloak again?

Meng Po said coldly: "It seems that the young master of the Qi family doesn't take us seriously."

As she spoke, a tender little hand stretched out and made a slight grabbing motion. The ground trembled slightly, and a large amount of sand and dust gathered in her palm.

Qishan widened his eyes and carefully observed for a moment, then nodded: "You can actually move all things. It seems that your kung fu already has some signs of the Dragon Capture Technique, but unfortunately, you are still no match for my subordinate!"

"Forget it, judging by your posture, you won't listen to words. In that case, let's just fight!"

As soon as Qishan finished speaking, the demon's figure suddenly rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of the bull-headed man and casually waved his arm to the right.

The bull-headed man had always been vigilant. Although the other party attacked suddenly, he still roared and assumed a defensive posture.

As the gatekeepers of the underworld and image ambassadors to the outside world, the bull-headed and horse-faced men are usually used as MT because the bull-headed man is strong and his body is hard. Even if he is caught in thousands of troops, he can still kill seven in and seven out. His horizontal training skills have reached the top level, and ordinary weapons have no effect on him. Even if a treasured sword is stabbed into his skin, it can only cut out a blood line at most.

Not to mention his fist and foot skills, he once broke into Iron Palm Mountain alone. Twenty-three Iron Palm masters besieged him alone, and the two sides fought for a day and a night, but the bull-headed man was not harmed at all.

So when the demon's fists and feet attacked, the bull-headed man was still very relaxed, and even thought of which direction to counterattack in a flash of lightning.

However, in the next second, he felt a pain in his chest, followed by a darkness in front of his eyes.

This surprise attack was very fast. Everyone only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the bull-headed man had already flown out and smashed into the rock wall on the side, his whole body embedded in it.

His chest caved in, and the blood in his mouth sprayed everywhere like it didn't cost money. His powerful body refining technique was directly broken, and he was about to die.

The demon just casually made a move and killed the bull-headed man, whose body refining technique was famous in the martial arts world.

This shocked the people of the underworld.

Qishan lowered his head and played with the fan in his hand, and said lightly: "I advise you to come out obediently, otherwise I will kill all the people you rely on. Don't blame me for making you look bad!"

Meng Po was furious.

She originally had some small thoughts, but now they were all dispelled. No matter what background the young master of the Qi family had, killing people from the underworld was courting death. From the moment his subordinate made a move, the Four Seas Money House was already in an irreconcilable situation with them.

Meng Po exerted strength in her palm and gently pushed it outward. The sand and stones in her hand instantly turned into a dragon shape, rushing towards Qishan like a flying dragon falling from the sky.

Meng Po's attack was powerful, and the other underworld experts attacked at the same time. They also saw that among the three people in front of them, only the tall and strong man had amazing martial power and strange kung fu, while the young master of the Qi family sitting in the wheelchair and the somewhat dazed young lady of the Qi family behind him had no kung fu at all.

To capture the thief, first capture the king, this sentence is a truth that old Jianghu people have always believed in.

The people in the underworld are all companions, and they cooperate tacitly. Some people formed a defensive formation and rushed towards the demon, wanting to temporarily restrain it, while the other part closely followed the dragon shape that Meng Po had sent out and rushed directly towards Qishan's direction.

Pang Deyu felt relieved. More than a dozen underworld experts attacked at the same time. Even if the guard had amazing martial power and some strange kung fu, it was impossible to resist. Moreover, Master Meng Po had already taken action personally. He didn't believe that an unknown guard could withstand the attack of the top experts in the world.

The enemy was about to kill him, but Qishan didn't even look up, as if he didn't see them.

Ma Mian was secretly delighted. He and Niu Tou were partners. Although they had cooperated for many years, their personalities had always been at odds. Niu Tou's death did not have much impact on him. On the contrary, there was a sense of joy.

But after all, he still had to work in the system in the future, and he still had to get along on the surface. Since Niu Tou was killed, capturing the young master of the Qi family to avenge him would be enough.

This way, he wouldn't have to risk fighting the guard, and he could get a better reputation.

The others had similar thoughts to him, but the reason why dreams are dreams is because they are destined to be shattered.

When the dragon was about to pounce on Qishan and destroy his family, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Boom!

The energy exploded, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Looking at the black shadow shrouded in smoke and dust, Ma Mian shouted in disbelief: "There's another one?"