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

Just when he was surprised, his eyes with night vision suddenly discovered a detail.

That is, he saw some blood seeping in from the gap under the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The strange sound continued, and then there was not only blood, but also some minced meat mixed with bone residue seemed to be pushed in from the gap of only 4 cm.

Just when Yamada was puzzled, he saw that the minced meat that was pushed in was actually wriggling and reorganizing! It turned into a palm that was crawling inwards!

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Chapter 38: Nightmare

Looking at the wriggling hand, Yamada stepped back, and the people in the hall also retreated in horror.

An inexplicable fear shocked them so much that they were almost speechless.

It wasn't until the hand went deeper and deeper that Yamada finally figured out what was going on.

Yes!

It's that undead monster! Him! Him!

But it is because I understand what is happening that the fear becomes even deeper!

Because the truth is more terrifying than this strange evil magic!

That monster! He had his arm chopped off piece by piece! Then he stuffed it through the crack in the door!

Then reassemble the minced meat inside!

Yamada was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

He couldn't imagine what the scene was like!

Chop yourself into minced meat and stuff it into my mouth.

Isn't this Ling Chi (Ling Chi)? ! And the crack in the door will press on your arm, causing it to become deformed and painful.

Where are the screams? There should be screams here!

It really seemed as if I began to hear the cry of pain! But now the sound in my ears was...

"Ahahahaha! Hahahaha!"

A whole body of sinister laughter came from the other side. The old men in the hall were frightened and didn't know what to do. Some people attacked the hand with guns indiscriminately, but every time they broke it, the hand would reassemble within a second.

Shaking his head, tears and saliva flowed unconsciously out of fear, and Yamada kept crawling backwards on the carpet.

His mind told him to quickly suppress that hand and not let him do anything! However, the intense fear in his heart made him not even have the strength to stand up, and he only wanted to retreat.

"Enough... That's enough, Danzo-kun, it's okay if we don't kill those guys..."

At this time, it was not only the dignitaries inside who felt terrified. Even the "spare food" waiting for rescue inside and the people outside who were holding knives and slashing at Kerry at his orders felt a sense of pity.

The first one in front is Naoki Goto, who followed Chris all the way here after his wife and daughter were rescued.

His hands were shaking and tears were streaming down his face, not because of fear or terror, but because of some more indescribable feeling, which was like the emotion of seeing another person accomplish something that he found incredible.

At this time, not only him, but also the other two people who were in charge of chopping were trembling and wanted to ask Chris to stop.

Because they were the people who witnessed this scene most deeply, they saw that Kerry was not without pain. There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and his legs were shaking and trying to retreat because of the severe pain in his hands, breaking free from Kerry's will. The muscles on his face were twitching constantly, but Kerry was still smiling.

"Don't stop! Hurry! Before they react! Chop their shoulders off!"

"Okay!" The people around knew that this was not the time to nag, so they continued to use the knives in their hands.

Finally, someone in the house reacted. The old man in butler's uniform who had been calling Yamada "Master" rushed over with an ice pick and hit the hand that was trying to grope upwards and looked particularly deformed.

But the next moment, the hand was bleeding and grabbed his trouser leg, and he felt a huge force coming.

He was just an ordinary corpse ghost, and his physical fitness was at the level of an ordinary old man. He was unable to resist this force at all and was quickly grabbed and dragged towards the door.

But he did not panic. He tried to take off his pants to break free, and even bit it!

"Ahh!" But this time he really miscalculated. As a ghoul, he instinctively began to suck blood with his canine teeth after biting through the skin, but he felt that he had inhaled a mouthful of concentrated sulfuric acid, from the roots of his teeth all the way to his blood esophagus that appeared because he became a ghoul.

Just like the human-faced dog's contact with Kree's blood, the ghoul also showed a violent reaction after coming into contact with Kree's blood.

The butler covered his aching head and rolled back on the ground.

Finally, Kerry squeezed his entire hand and shoulder in, and someone from behind also sent a makeshift bent iron hook and stuffed it into Kerry's hand through the gap in the door.

"Click!" That was the sound of the iron hook hooking the knob that needed to be turned to open.

The door! It was pushed open!

Facing the sunlight that frightened the ghouls, the monster that frightened them even more than the sunlight slowly stood up with the help of the people behind him. The twisted arm recovered bit by bit, and only the completely disappeared sleeve proved what had just happened.

"Hehehehe!"

Listening to the laughter and looking at that face, even though the magazine had been emptied when they hit that hand before, those people were still unconsciously pulling the trigger.

The people behind Kerry immediately filed in and started shooting, at least to make these people lose their combat capability.

Following a burst of gunfire, the hall was instantly filled with the familiar wailing and smell of blood.

Seeing that these things had lost their ability to resist, everyone rushed forward.

"Wait! You can't kill me! I can give you shares! Our bank has cross-shareholdings with the Bank of Japan and Mizuho! You're all homeless! You can become billionaires overnight! If you have debts, you can go home with the money! No need to hide around anymore!"

"No! We can discuss this. We've suffered heavy losses here, and we need new people to do the work! As long as you don't kill me, you will be the boss here, and all our assets will be yours! You can also live forever! When you were in Tianhu, you all envied those little ghosts for having women, right? If you take over here, you can have as many as you want! This house will be yours from now on! We'll go to the mountains to prepare food for you!"

It can be said that they are all people who have at least once held high positions, and their tempting words really hit the pain points.

Those who fall into their care are either in debt, homeless, or have been cheated and are in financial difficulty.

Most of them have no hope of living a normal life.

Some even stopped what they were doing when they heard about immortality.

Kerry frowned. He didn't care whether these people were tempted or not. It was human instinct and he wouldn't care. But he would not allow a civil war to break out here.

"Don't listen to them. What good will it do if we don't kill them? Won't they retaliate?

If you want, you can torture them and ask for their overseas bank cards. They must have hidden a lot of money and gold here. Everyone will have a share. Even one percent is enough for you to live a wealthy life!"

After hearing what Kerry said, the few people who had been hesitating just now reacted and took action immediately.

However, Kerry would not tell them that they had no chance of taking the stolen money out with them after such a big incident. This was just a comforting word to ease their greed.

Kerry looked around and saw Yamada collapsed in front of him. Kerry didn't think it was over now, after all, he found that he had missed one person.

"Where's that bastard Jingxin?"

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I drank milk tea yesterday and couldn't fall asleep, so I woke up late and updated late. I'm very sorry!

Chapter 39: Wait!

After glancing around and not seeing Jingxin, Kerry shifted his gaze to Yamada Yasuo, who was closest to him.

"Where is that monk of yours?"

Perhaps because he was too frightened, Yamada Yasuo did not answer his question at all. Instead, he crawled backwards while shaking his head.

"No! You can't kill me, you should join us!

You don’t understand yet. You will only understand when you reach the age where you can’t eat the things you love in order to survive, and you want to do the things you like but your body won’t allow you to.

The feeling of not being sure what it is like after death, or even whether the afterlife still exists!

You know, I have always believed that the short life span given to humans by God is a test, to test whether people can find a way to prolong their lives in this short life. Only those who can pass it can survive, and those who cannot will die.

Now the opportunity to pass the test is right in front of you!

Even if you take over this place, you won't be able to find so many suppliers without my connections. You can't kill me! And the Haiyuan Group will be here soon! If you kill me, you will all die!

Even if you don't die now, you will suffer the same result one day in the future. If you cannot achieve immortality, this will be the eternal ending!

If you become like us, without stable supply channels and connections, you too will one day be captured by the Metropolitan Police Department and tortured for research! And if you don't change, when you grow old, in those nights when you feel your life slowly fading away, you will hate it and regret it! Once, in a mountain, you had the chance of immortality!

Look! 300 years from now, have people replaced heavy labor with machines? 500 years from now, have people used the stars as fuel for their engines? We..."

"boom!"

Kerry frowned and shot Yamada Yasuo in the heart.

"Forget it, ask someone else. Sometimes it's really strange. This kind of lunatic shouldn't be locked up in a ward with an oxygen tube. Why is he locking me and those innocent patients up here?"

...

When Kerry questioned the dignitaries in the hall without success, he began to follow the smell to find Jingxin.

Kazuma, however, encountered a huge difficulty.

As mentioned earlier, there are abundant reserves of weapons in the mountains, which is the main reason why the rebels were able to pass through the two hills in a few hours.

The rebels now each have a hunting rifle and have an absolute numerical advantage.

But they had no way to deal with one person.

Everyone gathered at the foot of the mountain. He moved his mouth away from the neck of a surviving mid-lane minion on the ground and swept it towards the rebels surrounding him.

"Well, let me tell you, since that old devil Yamada is doomed, I don't want to fight with you.

Just step aside and let me go. If I have accidentally offended you before, I would be happy to apologize to you.

But if you keep pestering me, you'll end up like these guys."

At this time, Yamashita Qiren was holding a steel explosion-proof shield that he had found from somewhere in one hand, and a katana in the other.

Several overly radical rebels around him had already fallen in a pool of blood.

He was different from Jingxin, the incompetent guy. The werewolf had good physical fitness, had practiced swordsmanship and had enough combat experience. With a shield protecting his vital parts, the group of people with guns actually felt that they could do nothing to him.

He didn't stop talking.

"Think about it, considering your numbers, no matter how powerful I am, I won't be a match for you if you all attack me together.

But how many of you will die? How many of you want to be the ones to die? How hard is it to escape this place? Do you want to waste your lives haunting me, or go back to your old lives?

He didn't even deny his own disadvantages, but Yamashita Qiren's words really affected the morale of the rebels.

That’s right, Yamashita Qiren was originally ordered to guard this place, but when he found out the number of people resisting, he gave up immediately.

He is different from those old guys who will be cut off if they leave this place. He stays here simply because he can do many things here that he cannot do outside.

And now that this place is definitely over, he won't really do anything about the samurai spirit. We are all in a relationship where you pay money and I do things for you. If he really wants to do something like the relationship between the monarch and his subjects, he'd better not make people laugh.

He is not a ghoul. A werewolf will not collapse without blood supply for a few days. It doesn't matter if he doesn't suck blood for a long time. He just can't unleash this inhuman power.

With his abilities, he can develop anywhere and doesn't need to worry about having no one to eat.

So what he is thinking about now is to get out of this situation safely.

He didn't want to face this group of slaves looking at him with guns, nor did he want to face the leader in front of him, the little kid who was still standing in front of him alive and well even though he had killed him twice.

Sato Kazuma also looked at the man who had killed him twice and gritted his teeth.

He knew very well that the other party's words would definitely be useful in the current situation. Kazuma had already noticed that some people seemed to be retreating.

After all, these rebels are not anyone's army, nor do they have a clear boss. They follow Kazuma only because Kazuma was one of the first people to lead them in the rebellion and also showed some kind of magical resurrection power.

Kazuma thought for a moment and realized that with the ability that guy showed, if they really wanted to kill him, at least a quarter of the people here would die.

And that's when everyone works together. If one or two people are killed and everyone scatters and flees, then we're all doomed.

But Kazuma also knew that releasing just one of these things would be almost the same as releasing a group of them. Maybe there would be another base like this somewhere else in a few decades.

Kazuma went over it in his mind and thought that maybe he could have someone step aside and pretend to let him go, and then shoot him from behind.

But if he reacts then it might be bad for the people around him.

Although Kazuma didn't want to admit it, he didn't want anyone here to die.

He also realized that if he didn't do something, the group of people in front of him might just stand there stupidly and let this guy get away.

"Everyone back off."

Kazuma gritted his teeth and thought of a final solution.