Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

Chapter 14 There are still many good people in the world!

After successfully buying the items with the shopping voucher, Kerry left.

Seeing his beloved ninja being ridden away by the other party, the biker boy covered his face with his hands in grief.

Ikeno, who had been laughed at by everyone before, showed a complicated expression.

"Didn't you say you'd teach him a lesson if he showed up? Besides, there are so many of us here, it's not like I was the only one here yesterday."

"Ya Luo!

Even if this is America, even if my inner gender is female, I am also in an interracial relationship, a homosexual, a xenomorph, like human females, have a split personality and another personality is an underage girl, and I am also a black person with Jewish blood, believe in Judaism and have undergone sex reassignment surgery!

If I were to deal with him, it would be illegal for him to chop me, but if I chop him, I would go to jail!"

The leading biker boy covered his face in pain.

Hearing this, the young men around were all sad, and in the end only one person spoke sadly.

"Is it possible? Is there no one in the world who can fight against mental illness?"

Hearing this, the older biker gang leader looked up at the horizon.

"Not necessarily. I heard from a foreigner who worked in a restaurant with me and was bullied by me into washing a dish seven times and then drinking toilet water. He even praised us Japanese for our craftsmanship. 1

His former country has a kind of existence that is indescribable, cannot be defined, and its will cannot be violated. It has its own resistance to magic damage and has achieved a victory that no other similar group in the world has achieved, yet it still feels that other places are better treated and demand more.

I'm afraid they are the only ones who can fight against the mentally ill!"4

Upon hearing this, all the members of the violent group took a deep breath. They never expected that there were ancient gods in the world, which made Tokyo at night a little warmer.

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Avoiding the busy roads with traffic police ahead and traffic jams late at night, Chris and Sato Kazuma rode motorcycles and sped through Tokyo at night.

Asking for directions from time to time, the two of them hurried towards the Arakawa Bridge.

The car stopped abruptly on the bank of the Arakawa River. Now was not the time to become a car abandoner, as it might be needed later.

"I don't know if it's too late."

Sato Kazuma said with some sigh.

"It depends on whether his truck is empty. If they need to go somewhere to load cargo, we might run out of cargo. And if he takes a road with many checkpoints, it will be almost impossible for us to follow him."

"Then why are you chasing after me in such a hurry?" He Zhen looked at Kerry in surprise.

"If we can identify the enemy's movements and lock onto their vehicle, it's better than searching for a needle in a haystack."

Kazuma looked at Kerry, who looked just like the Moon Forest Female Agent, with an embarrassed expression, then shook his head.

“Sometimes I really admire your ability to take action.”

While talking, the two sat down in the shade of the slope beside the river bank, and cast their eyes towards the vehicles speeding towards the bridge in the light.

"Oh, you guys are here so soon? Seriously, I almost didn't recognize you with your mask on."

Suddenly, a joyful shout came from the river bank, making both of them turn around.

Kerry picked up his phone and looked towards the river bank with some caution, but saw an old acquaintance he had just met that morning.

The village chief, wearing a kappa suit, was waving below.

Kerry thought about it and it seemed that this guy did say during the day that he lived next to the Arakawa Bridge. He didn't expect that this guy would not sleep in the middle of the night and walk along the river to cosplay as a river crab.

Kerry didn't stand up, but waved at him instead.

The village chief looked stunned for a moment, then walked up with the turtle shell on his back and squatted next to Kerry.

“What are you doing…?”

"We're dealing with the matter I asked you about during the day. We're waiting for a few buses to Songfushi."

It was a simple answer, and the village chief took a moment to think before he understood what Kerry meant.

"I see. Do you have a vehicle that can chase me? If not, I can give it to you."

The village chief thought about it and gave this suggestion.

In fact, after the village chief met the two people during the day, he went to check on their situation.

The result left him even more confused than Kennedy. One was a wanted mental patient, and the other's big data investigation at the Metropolitan Police Department only matched him with a high school student who was confirmed dead.

Before he went there today, he added a new murder record, killing a guy who was suspected of taking drugs and committing crimes, and the other two people had never had any contact with him before.

These two guys don't seem like bad people. They don't seem like bad people to be so concerned about the trafficking of homeless people. Besides, he really needs help from these two guys.

By the way, the village chief is not a good person either. Not far from the river bank, in a wooden church lives a mercenary nun who looks like Hanma Yujiro. She can easily get a lot of contraband weapons. I wonder if she is a retired player from the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce next door.

While Kerry was staring at the road, the village chief skillfully ran to the RV in the distance and called a guy with a starfish mask on his head to help him move things.

After the starfish-headed man cursed the village chief for waking people up to work in the middle of the night, the village chief pushed the means of transportation he mentioned in a serious manner.

"Ding ding ding! The latest product from Kappa Technology!"

As he spoke, the village chief turned on the flashlight in his hand and shone it on the object being pushed over, and the light flickered.

Kazuma's face, which had been filled with anticipation at the thought of getting a free vehicle, darkened again.

What is Touhou Gensokyo Kappa?

Aren’t these just two bicycles?

"No! How can you say that!" The village chief became a little anxious when he heard Kazuma's slightly disgusted words, and shone the flashlight on the rear wheel bearing of the bicycle. Unlike ordinary bicycles, this bicycle had a strange little box hanging on one side.

"See? This is the engine and the rechargeable battery pack!"

Kazuma's eyes lit up.

"Ma...Masaka! Is this the kind of technology that allows you to use the force of pedaling to charge the bike, and then after pedaling for a while, it can be powered by electricity without consuming any electricity?" Kazuma looked at the village chief in shock.

"Uh... no, this needs to be charged." The village chief scratched his head embarrassedly.

"What's the use!" Kazuma couldn't hold it in any longer.

Hearing Kazuma's question, the village chief's eyes narrowed and he lowered his voice.

"There are several fake license plates on the back of this car! When you want to change them, just take off the top one."

"Thank you Kappa."

Kerry nodded, indicating that this thing was indeed useful, and motioned for Kazuma to go and take a look.

But when Kazuma went down, the village chief touched his green head again.

"It's fine for you, but I hope you'll agree to a request of mine. On our river..."

"Deal." Chris agreed without even turning his head.

"Uh..." The village chief was also stunned. He hadn't finished speaking yet.

Kazuma looked at Kerry in confusion, then moved closer to him and spoke quietly.

"Hey, hey, do we have that much free time? We haven't even finished our work here and we're already taking on another commission."

Keri also leaned over to Kazuma and answered quietly.

"That's fine. Just agree to it first. When he tells us what he wants, we can pretend to be embarrassed and ask him to raise the price. This greenskin seems to be quite rich."

"What about that?" Kazuma asked doubtfully.

In response to Kazuma's question, Kerry smiled mysteriously.

"It's okay. I, Kerry, never keep my promises."

Kazuma was speechless. After all this time, are you going to imitate the black man who disappears as soon as he finds out his girlfriend is pregnant?

Just half an hour after Kazuma and the village chief worked together to move the bicycles onto the road, several familiar cars with their high beams on appeared in the distance of the three people's sight.

The person in the car is answering the phone.

"Master Jingxin and Yamada the Richest Man have already made preparations. You can leave your things at Songfu and drive directly back to Xinxiang.

By the way, how is the Inugami Group doing?"

"That old man, Inugami Manjiro, has already handed over all his assets to our guild. He said he'll bring his men to Matsufushi once he's finished dealing with the last few private plots."

"Okay, that old guy has a lot of people on his side, so try not to let anything happen to them before they get to Songfu."

"Yes."

Chapter 15 We’ve arrived!

Watching the other car leave, Chris got on his bicycle and gave up his motorcycle because he didn't want to be chased by the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Hey! Are we really going to chase after them? It's quite far!"

"If you don't want to ride, you can wait until I get here, then you can commit suicide and resurrect."

"My life is my life too!"

It was almost dawn.

A cross-city chase begins. You can't be too close and let the other party discover your tracks, nor can you be too far and lose the target.

If we follow normal logic to travel from one city to a city in another county, it will be a very long journey. Even if we are in a hurry, drivers will need to take turns to rest.

But in fact, this issue cannot be viewed with a habitual perspective.

Because Japan consists of the main island plus Hokkaido plus those scattered small islands, it is only slightly larger than a province next door that is known for its mushroom civilization.

This time, we crossed the city, not to mention leaving Kantohara, we didn't even leave the Tokyo metropolitan area.

The actual distance to Saitama is only 20 kilometers, and from Saitama to Matsuoka is 30 kilometers. It is basically equivalent to a self-driving tour from the city center to the suburban attractions. You can go there in the morning, come back in the evening, and play a few games before going to sleep.

The only problem is whether the other party will ride on a section of the road where bicycles cannot go.

But it was obvious that they didn't. The other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding some checkpoints and driving on some small roads. They also didn't drive very fast, as if they didn't want the goods to be too bumpy.

Kerry and Kazuma kept their distance along the way, and sometimes they even chatted while walking side by side.

Kerry didn't feel tired at all along the way. Kerry thought it was his strange recovery ability that was taking effect, but Kazuma couldn't stand it. After riding for a while, he started to turn the modified button on the handlebars of the bicycle and ride it as an electric scooter.

Kerry noticed that there seemed to be some vegetable stalls set up in an empty place on the roadside, and asked He Zhen in confusion.

"What was that just now?"

"Those vegetable stalls? I think some farmers bring their produce here to sell. I've seen them on forums before. I also heard that some office workers would ride their bikes to these cities early in the morning on weekends to exercise and buy groceries."

Kazuma looked as if he was used to it.

"But I don't see anyone?" Kerry felt very strange.

"Because they're afraid of being caught by the agricultural cooperative, no one sells it," Kazuma continued.

After hearing what Kazuma said, Kerry suddenly remembered that the reason why agricultural products are so expensive in Japan seems to be because of the agricultural associations. There are such associations everywhere in Japan. However, even though the agricultural associations have become much less influential in the past ten years, they are still one of the most influential ones.

Agricultural associations were established in the early years to better manage production, but later they became an embarrassing situation.

That is, if Japan imports a large amount of foreign food and fruits without raising prices, and sells the food grown in Japan at the same price, all Japanese farmers will starve to death.

However, anyone who knows a little about international strategy knows how important food self-sufficiency is.

Although it is obvious that Japan cannot be completely self-sufficient, it is better to have something than nothing.

So we are faced with a dilemma: if I introduce food without raising prices, all farmers will change their jobs, the countryside will be deserted and everyone will go to big cities to work; if I raise prices, then the prices may become a bit high.

But judging from the results, just look at the price of watermelons over there and you will know how the Japanese government made the choice. After all, they can collect more taxes by showing up.

Although to be realistic, it is not really so expensive that the working class cannot afford it, it is no longer enough to feed black people.

Of course, it is not known how much the agricultural associations finally got, or whether some members of parliament in remote constituencies needed to protect their vote base in rural areas.

Anyway, Kerry felt that if the farmers' cooperative really did its job well, no farmers would do this.

After some thought, Kerry sighed.

"Then you Tokyo people are pretty decent. You can trade normally even without anyone around, and you're not afraid of being robbed."

Kazuma shook his head.

"What kind of quality is that? There are many people who steal and just take it without paying. But even if that happens, as long as a third of people give a little out of conscience, and the money isn't taken away, it's still more profitable than selling it to the farmers' cooperative."

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