American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Now things were really bad. They had gone through so much trouble to kidnap two targets.

One didn't have a single penny and even owed the advertising company a million in compensation.

The other was even worse, completely unconcerned with the target's life or death.

Forget asking for money, they didn't even acknowledge that their target had been kidnapped.

The four gathered together, their faces filled with worry.

In this day and age, business was getting harder and harder!

Could the global economic crisis have already affected the kidnapping industry?

"What do we do now? Kill these two and find another target?" the man in the suit asked.

"No way. If the blonde chick wasn't lying, we might have already attracted the police's attention. If we kill someone now, the difficulty of escaping will increase exponentially!"

The woman was also gnashing her teeth in frustration: "Besides, our main goal is money, okay? We haven't gotten the money yet, so where are we going to get the money to run away?"

The black man and the bald man exchanged glances, tentatively saying, "How about we sell them both? They're both beautiful women, one Eastern and one Western. Selling them as a bundle might get us more money!"

The woman scoffed, "Oh really? How much can we sell them for? 50,000 USD or 100,000 USD?

Besides, those people aren't easy to deal with. The black-haired chick aside, the blonde chick is a hot potato right now. If the other party takes her and attracts a bunch of cops, our names will probably be on their hit list within 48 hours."

The black man and the bald man were immediately dumbfounded.

The man in the suit waved his hand: "Don't be too pessimistic, that's just her side of the story. We need to verify it. You two, start monitoring the police channels now and see if we can get some useful information.

The two of us will take a trip to the advertising company…"

"Kidnap the company's boss!"

The woman interrupted the man in the suit, waved her fist, and said fiercely, "I refuse to believe that an ancient profession that has been passed down for more than 2000 years won't be profitable?!"

After speaking, she turned around and left.

The man in the suit shrugged and waved, following after her.

The black man and the bald man exchanged glances, both with some apprehension in their eyes.

Moreover, the government had obtained a lot of alien technology, and although the police force wasn't equipped with lethal weapons,

of course, under the subtle influence, various equipment was also being rapidly updated and upgraded.

In addition, super companies in the market would occasionally come up with some black technology.

Making the scope of activities for the underground forces smaller and smaller.

The requirements for individual soldier quality were also getting higher and higher.

This was no longer the era where you could just grab a gun and rob someone.

If you wanted to complete a robbery, you had to know how to gather team members, how to collect information, and how to accurately estimate the target's assets.

You had to know the bank's operating model, the tax bureau's large fund flow limit, how to avoid risks, and even how to launder money.

You had to investigate the surrounding terrain, design several contingency plans in advance, prepare escape tools, understand the police's reaction speed, and prepare a set or several sets of suitable weapons.

After completing all of these things today, you still had to go to church to pray, asking God to bless that various superheroes wouldn't suddenly appear.

Even so, you still had to guard against the target suddenly going crazy, or having a retired special agent father.

Even if the operation went smoothly and you got the cash in hand.

You still had to know how to disguise yourself as an innocent person, sweeping away all traces.

Not only to prevent police pursuit, or retaliation from the target's relatives and friends, but more importantly, to guard against colleagues backstabbing you.

This line of work was really hard!

The two men sat there, lamenting their fate.

Snow White glanced at Tomie and said, "Hey, why did you tie her up like that?"

The bald man glanced at her, ignoring her.

Snow White continued, "Being tied up like that will make her uncomfortable. As a man, can't you be a little more gentlemanly?"

The black man said, "Miss, this is none of your business. You should be glad that you weren't tied up like that."

Snow White looked at the other party and suddenly smiled.

"What's your name?"

The black man was slightly stunned, "What, are you planning to date me now?"

"Just a name. You've already seen our faces, can't you give me a name? A fake one is fine too, just for convenience."

The black man shook his head: "Louis, his name is Rex."

"Alright Louis, your goal is just money, right?"

Snow White winked slyly and said, "Actually, I didn't tell you all the information just now."

The bald man asked, "What do you mean?"

Snow White tilted her head: "I mean, although there are only four dollars left in my company account, I still have a credit card. It was a top-tier credit card that I specifically had someone get for me, and it can overdraft 50,000 USD."

The black man's eyes lit up and he stood up.

"Don't rush, I don't have it with me, but I have a good memory, I remember the card number very clearly!"

"What do you want to say?"

Snow White looked at Tomie, "What do you say to doing a little business?

Untie us a little bit, and then give us some food and water, and you can get 50,000 USD.

25,000 USD per person in exchange for some food and a slightly more comfortable environment. How about it?"

The bald man shouted, "That's impossible!"

Snow White's eyes were earnest, "Listen, although I don't understand you, I can tell from your conversation just now.

You've failed to kidnap twice in a row. Not only me, but you won't get any money from her side either," she pointed to Tomie.

"I have to say that your choice of leader is a waste, she can't bring you money, but instead brings a lot of trouble.

I can be sure that the advertising company has already called the police, and you don't have much time left.

So why not get a little more money for yourself? It might come in handy at some point!"

Snow White stared intently at the two men's eyes.

The two men exchanged glances, silently communicating.

A few seconds later, the black man said, "We only have some hamburgers and Coke."

Snow White shrugged: "That's enough, as long as it fills my stomach!"

The bald man stepped forward and released Snow White's hands.

"We'll only release your hands, and we'll add an extra rope to your feet later. We'll be watching you, don't try anything!"

The black man came over with a paper bag and placed it on the table, then turned to untie Tomie.

After being tied up for several hours, the pitiful Tomie finally saw the light of day again.

It's just that her expression was too calm, without any emotional fluctuations, as if the woman who had been tied up for several hours just now wasn't herself.

Tomie slightly moved her wrists, glanced around the environment, her eyes directly swept past Snow White, staring at the black man and the bald man.

Seeing Tomie's face, a trace of heat flashed in the black man's eyes, then he looked at Snow White and said, "Card number?"

Snow White ignored him and asked Tomie, "Are you alright?"

Tomie nodded, not speaking.

Then Snow White turned her head and recited a string of numbers.

The bald man hurriedly wrote it down next to her, pulling the black man away, seemingly preparing to verify it immediately.

"Katherine Britz, what should I call you?"

After the two men walked away, Snow White whispered.

"Just call me Tomie!" Tomie said with a faint expression.

"Listen Tomie, don't be afraid, I promise we'll be alright," Katherine tried to comfort Tomie.

"Afraid? Why be afraid?" Tomie asked in surprise.

Katherine was stunned for a moment: "Uh… because we were kidnapped?"

Then she shook her head and said: "Never mind, anyway, don't say too much later, just watch my actions. By the way, are you hungry? There are hamburgers here!"

Tomie didn't even glance at it, slightly raising her chin, revealing her smooth neck: "I never eat that kind of thing."

After that, Tomie looked at the black man and said in a commanding tone: "You! Yes, you! Go buy me hand-pinched sushi, a hundred-piece seafood deluxe version. Less wasabi, but bring enough miso, I like that taste!"

The black man was stunned, pointing at his nose: "Me… me?"

"That's right! It's you! What are you looking at? Hurry up and buy it!"

Her attitude was bossy, as if she were training a slave.

Who knew that the black man, who should have been angry, had a dazed look in his eyes, and actually stomped his foot and turned to walk out.

The bald man was stunned, and hurriedly ran up two steps to stop him.

"Hey, what are you doing? The boss told us to guard here…"

Before he could finish speaking, Tomie's voice came again.

"You! Yes, you! You go buy sake, the highest grade Japanese sake. I remember there's a winery on Qingquan Street that sells it. Hurry up and come back, and remember to ask the store for two authentic sake cups. Without authentic cups, drinking sake doesn't taste right!"

The bald man turned his head angrily: "Dare to order me around, who do you think you are…?"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes had been dazed.

Tomie sneered, unmoved by the bald man's angry expression.

"I am Tomie! Hurry up and buy me sake! I said hurry up!"

The bald man bit his teeth tightly, staring with wide eyes, his face flushed red but unable to say a word.

He gasped like a cow for a long time, stomped his foot fiercely, and followed him out.

Katherine was dumbfounded.

What was going on? Could it be that these two men were the legendary super masochists?

Were they not comfortable unless they were scolded?

Then why did I bother playing tricks and spending money just now?

I should have just opened my mouth and scolded them!

While she was in a daze, Tomie had already untied the ropes on her feet with some dissatisfaction.

Her fair skin on her ankles had red marks, but Tomie didn't care.

Wearing high heels, she walked around the warehouse twice, and actually sat down on a sofa, comfortably crossing her legs and closing her eyes.

Katherine suddenly reacted, quickly untied the ropes on her legs, looked left and right, and grabbed a wrench and ran out.

"What are you doing? Why don't you run?"

Tomie opened her eyes, slightly puzzled: "My dinner hasn't arrived yet, why should I leave?"

Katherine patted her forehead, her expression slightly collapsed.

God, there are actually people like this!?

There was no time, so Katherine didn't explain much, stepped forward and grabbed Tomie and turned to run.