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

Everything that happened that night was too crazy for her. It was simply a horrific event that could only be seen on the news.

She was very worried about her parents and sister, but she couldn't even think of what to do. She could only tremble here while being tormented in her heart, hoping for a miracle to happen.

Even though all the information she had received before told her that it was over.

"Tap!"

That's the sound of footsteps.

Hearing the noise, Goto Ichiri tensed up and hoped that the voice came from someone passing by at the alley entrance.

“Tap tap!” It’s getting closer! So close!

"Tram!" The sound stopped, and it stopped very close.

A great fear arose from the girl's heart. Her long hair, which was slightly messy due to running around, shook with her head. Her teeth were tightly biting her lips. She knew that she had been discovered.

Goto Ichiri didn't know whether the next moment would be pain or being pulled up, but it was precisely because he didn't know that it felt even more terrifying.

"boom!"

But the next moment, what came was neither pain nor a pulling sensation, but the sound of something falling to the ground.

Knowing that he really couldn't escape, Goto Ichiri raised his blue eyes with trembling hands.

What caught my eye was a mobile phone, which was placed on a blood-stained cloth.

No, judging by the somewhat dried marks on the phone, perhaps the cloth had been used to wipe the blood-stained phone before.

"No! Don't kill me! I'll give you all my pocket money and dowry..."

As a result, Pochi-chan was interrupted by Kerry's voice in the middle of her stressful words.

"There should be enough food in the house. Wait for me here for a day. If I don't come to find you after a day, contact everyone you can. Post videos on YouTube, ask for help on Twitter, contact your friends, and make a big fuss about this.

Remember not to call the police or say there is anything supernatural here, otherwise the consequences will be very troublesome and difficult to explain."

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Goto Ichiri raised her head, her pupils dilated, and the face that she had glanced at briefly during dinner appeared. Not only that quick glance, but also the face she had seen last night with a hood on.

Ignoring Goto Ichiri's reaction, the man continued talking to himself.

"Wait until I come out of this house, hide inside and lock the door, then we'll do it."

After speaking in a commanding tone, the man turned and left.

Wasn't he supposed to be dead? Didn't he crash the car and cause an explosion?

All kinds of doubts lingered in Goto Ichiri's mind, but she immediately lowered her head and looked at the mobile phone at hand. She picked it up but did not dare to move.

Then she heard the knock on the door and the man's loud shouting.

"Hey! That foreign monster is dead! Master Jingxin asked us to have a meeting before daybreak! This loss is truly devastating!"

This is followed by other people’s voices!

"Great! I'll be right there..."

Then there was the sound of a door being pushed open and screams.

"What?! Why is it you! Stop! Aaaaaaah!"

After cleaning another pot of pests, Chris washed his hands under the tap.

It is very clear where the other party is.

Except for those who hid in the house, the remaining smell in the air indicated that the rest had fled to the mountains.

But it’s okay. Let’s deal with these things first and then go into the mountains when it’s completely light.

When he borrowed the truck keys and asked the Yakuza, Kerry also got a lot of information about the mountains.

Kerry originally predicted that after he escaped, a large number of people might come to hunt him down, and he was even prepared for street fighting. After all, if he was really caught in some special fishing net, and then suppressed by a high-pressure water gun and shot with an anesthetic gun, Kerry didn't know if he could withstand it.

However, the other party did not seem to be as all-powerful as they appeared. There had been no movement since they went up the mountain, or at least they did not dare to really call the police for help. It might be that they only won over the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department. If they really let a large number of people come, it would expose something they wanted to hide. Of course, it might also be that the support troops were still gathering and had not yet pressed F2A to kill them.

Kerry also believed that given the number of people on the other side, even if a few of them died, he could at least control himself even if he had a gun.

However, the villagers were not a well-trained army, and no one wanted to die, so they were defeated. In addition, they retreated first due to time factors. After all, when daybreak came, ordinary zombies would be weathered on the spot when they encountered sunlight.

If Kerry had not been captured at that time, and they were still next to Kerry with a gun, their situation would be no different from Pang Tong who arrived at Luofengpo, Soyo who entered the venue after finishing his band, and Ozawa who knew that Trump had won.

After washing the knife and his hands, Chris walked out of the room. He passed by the alley again and saw Goto Ichiri still on the ground, feeling a little strange.

"What's wrong? It's already been cleaned up."

Little did she know that after hearing the noise, Pochi-chan had already imagined a scene in her mind of a perverted murderer tricking someone into opening the door and then breaking into the house to commit murder.

Although the actual difference is not big, it is just different in nature.

Looking at Kerry with blood still on his body, Goto Ichiri suddenly stood up in fright.

"Yes!"

He shouted "Stand at attention" and then rushed over with his cell phone regardless of anything. He didn't care about the blood at the door and rushed directly in front of Chris. Then he looked left and right and rushed into the house and closed the door regardless of the blood still flowing at the door.

Looking at Goto Ichiri who ran away like a stressed-out animal, Chris touched his chin in confusion.

Looking at the dozens of houses in the distance that had been set on fire by him or Kazuma using the incense oil they had found, and the thick smoke rising from them.

"Am I a terrible person?"

...

On the other side, at the foot of the hill.

Jingxin looked at the sky getting brighter and brighter, and retreated into the shadows of the mountains with a group of people behind him.

He gritted his teeth and his mind was a little confused.

This matter has become too serious, and he has to go to find that old ghost Yamada from the mine cart.

I never expected that something like this would happen right before the Dharma Assembly.

It was impossible to call the Metropolitan Police Department, so we could only hope that the madman would leave on his own after his madness.

If they don't leave, they will come back to deal with the monster at night.

It would be too difficult to catch that kind of madman by relying on ordinary people during the day, unless Yamashita who was next to the old ghost Yamada was also called. The two werewolves would be about the same. The monster's strength seemed to be similar to that of a werewolf, or even worse than that of a werewolf. It was just stronger than ordinary people, but it could not be killed at all. It would be a disadvantage for them if they both had weapons.

However, Jingxin was also troubled by how to say this matter specifically.

How could he explain that he and a group of a hundred villagers were beaten to pieces by one person?

Of course, Shizuka wouldn't admit that he didn't want to die over Yamada's little problem. If he hadn't been threatened, he wouldn't have become a master or expanded his organization. He also wouldn't admit that he was a little afraid of this monster, a monster beyond his comprehension. Seeing him was like seeing the guy from fourteen years ago, no... even scarier.

As a result, not long after entering the forest, Jingxin and his group ran into a group of young people with weapons.

The leader saw Jingxin and the others in such a miserable state and came forward anxiously.

"Master Jingxin! What's wrong? Didn't they say something happened in the village? We're just about to go and provide support!"

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Chapter 28 I Walk Alone

It was half past five and the sky was bright.

Keri and Kazuma reunite.

While dealing with these people, He Zhenguang was resurrected three times.

At this moment, he looked at the rising sun and couldn't help but roar.

“Ugh—Aaaaah!”

This is a very common human reaction. Even the most rational person needs an outlet after experiencing a night of thrilling, heart-stirring, and heartbreaking things.

He was yelling like crazy and beating his chest like a wild beast.

Finally, Kazuma calmed down, panting, and sat down on the ground.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

To be honest, he had always thought until last night that they were just following some gangsters. The scariest thing was that there was some evil cult behind them that wanted to take people for some ritual. He never thought that it would cause a river of blood.

Looking at Kazuma whose head was shaking slightly, Chris also sat down with his knees up to catch his breath.

In fact, last night was not as easy as he appeared, but he just didn't care.

Kazuma cleared his mind of the bloody scenes from last night, the scenes of him breaking into other people's homes and committing crimes, and the screams and wails of those people, and looked at Kerry.

"Is that car still drivable? Can we go back to Tokyo?"

"Is that what you think?" Kerry tilted his head and looked at Kazuma.

Kazuma pursed his lips and took a deep breath.

"Of course. How else could I think? We've done our best, haven't we? Unlike those who are indifferent to such things or join in, we gave up our peaceful lives in Tokyo and tracked it all the way here to find out the reason. Next, all we have to do is return to Tokyo and make this a big deal, waiting for those idle bureaucrats and social groups to solve the problem."

Kazuma showed the most serious expression he had since meeting Kerry, and was no longer blindly led by Kerry's tough attitude as before.

"Listen to me, we're just immortal, not invincible. You can't bet they can't catch you. Even a random trap on the mountain could keep us from escaping and leave us to be tortured. And we're not giving up, we're just choosing the best way. Return to Tokyo, let more people know about what's happening here, give those civil servants a headache, and ask them to send troops to wipe out this place."

Facing Kazuma's seriousness, Kerry still answered him calmly.

"I've considered that, but I think it's best to do it after I fail."

Looking at that expressionless face, Kazuma felt a little angry.

"Why?" Kazuma grabbed Keri's shoulders.

Without pushing Kazuma's hand away, Chris turned sideways and expressed his considerations.

"Because regardless of whether the Japanese government currently has something similar, I want to reduce the chances of a group of people in power being exposed to the idea of achieving immortality by eating humans."

Kazuma's pupils dilated for a moment, then shrank and then vibrated in his eye sockets.

Gritting his teeth, Kazuma wanted to say that it wasn't what Kerry thought. They were just doing some medical research, not using it themselves...

But the first thing that came to his mind was the news reports of people regularly going missing in Tokyo.

Even with Kazuma's understanding of these people, he suspected that some people who were not in a good position would share this thing with the Americans in order to get further.

"So? What does this have to do with us? You're really abnormal, aren't you?"

Although Kazuma was actually convinced in his heart, he was still a little angry. He let go of Kerry's shoulders and sat back.

"Is it strange? Actually, I feel strange too.

I have also clearly read your teaching materials, whether they are taught in schools, shown in entertainment works, or in textbooks, they all teach people from elementary school onwards to have the courage to fight against darkness, to stand up for what is right when faced with difficulties, and to strive to do what they believe is right.

I am very confused. When I really did what I said, why do you all think I am crazy? Aren’t those who don’t do it the weird ones? 4

Shaking his head, Kerry stood up and walked towards the car.

Kazuma originally wanted to wait for Kerry to say a few nice words, but since he was not a beautiful girl, no one would pamper him. Looking at Kerry's back without any reluctance, Kazuma gritted his teeth and chased after her.

"Damn it! You bastard! If I weren't sure I'd be resurrected next to you after I die, I'd be afraid that one day I'd be resurrected in Tokyo Bay and still not see that pink-haired family for a whole night. I don't want to care about this kind of thing."

"There's no market for men to be arrogant." Kerry raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

...

Following the lingering smell, he parked the car not far from the foot of the mountain. He chose to sneak in because he didn't want to make any noise and be discovered.

The mountain looked normal, just a small hill that could be seen everywhere, but Chris and Sato Kazuma felt that the traces and location of the "food" were nowhere to be found, and soon they found a stone road that had obviously been repaired.

Just as Kerry was about to step forward, Kazuma grabbed him and shook his head.

"You remember the place and then get back in the car."

Keri was stunned, and then Kazuma's words of explanation came.

"Since I can come back to you at any time, let me explore the way first to prevent you from falling into any trap. If..." Kazuma paused and said through gritted teeth.

"If I get caught I'll kill myself and then resurrect next to you. You can come with me when I figure things out."

As he spoke, Kazuma took out the pistol from his waist and the bullets in his pocket and handed them to Kerry.

"Okay." Kerry nodded in agreement without hesitation.

After taking the bullet, Kerry handed a newly found machete to Kazuma. The machete he had found last night was no longer effective in chopping people, and he couldn't sharpen it in seconds like the swordsman, so he had to find a new one.

"Tsk! You took all the limelight before, this time just watch the performance between me and Master Zhen!"