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

"Just relax..."

"boom!"

Kazuma pulled the trigger.

Suddenly the cellar became quiet.

Whether it was Jingxin who was just roaring or Shazi.

Kirifuki Shazi's eyes widened little by little as he looked at his body which was covered in blood after being shot.

Is this... my blood...?

Hundreds of years passed by her eyes bit by bit, and finally stopped in the last few decades.

Really, even though she could only see Jingxin once in a while in the past few decades, and even though her daily life was monitored by others, she still believed that these were the happiest ten years of her life.

At least she found a confidant, at least in her life full of guilt, where she believed that she was once a human being and that killing people made her sad, but she was afraid to die and could only continue to suck blood to survive.

Someone appeared, and a firm voice told her that she just wanted to live, she was not wrong, and she could let go of her psychological burden and hurt others, just like humans eat pigs and cows.

She was very happy when he was with her. Even though she couldn't let go of the guilt after hearing these words, she was very happy to have him.

It's a pity that in the human script, humans who elope with vampires always seem to have a happy ending, but the reality is so cruel.

"Bang! Bang!" Kazuma didn't hesitate. He held the gun with both hands to reduce the recoil and fired again.

Shazi fell to the ground with a bullet piercing her heart.

Kazuma turned his face away because this guy looked too much like a child and he really couldn't bear to look at him.

"sand!!"

Jingxin screamed in pain.

He did all this, and has done all this since fourteen years ago, not just for the sand!

Because of his contact with sand, his innocent parents were mistaken for accomplices of the zombies and executed by the villagers.

He allowed himself to be absorbed by the sand as food.

He has created many literary works, but the core is the same. Who is the person or the prey, what is right or wrong, the person who can do such a thing does not care at all. He just identifies with Shazi, who can understand his work, and wants her to live...5

"Fuck! That's disgusting!"

Chris lifted the rotating chainsaw and tilted it upwards. Jingxin stared blankly at the sand in front of him that was looking at him.

Someone once did an experiment and found that after a person's head was cut off, his consciousness still existed. He looked at the face and his eyes gradually darkened.

Chapter 42: Escape

As white spots of light floated out from Jingxin and Shazi's bodies, the overly tempting smell of the mountain for Kerry and Kazuma finally dissipated completely.

I don’t know if there are still people hiding here, but there are definitely no zombies.

Keri and Kazuma gathered everyone together and announced their last mission as rebels.

"If they have support or are disconnected, they will definitely surround the village and prevent us from leaving! Maybe they are professional gangsters or even the police, but what we have to do is escape from here and rush out with the weapons we collected from the mountains!"

"it is good!!"

There were about 50 people around, and they cheered loudly.

"Then! Let's go!"

Kerry waved his hand and everyone went down the mountain.

They decided to rush out from one route first, and then everyone ran towards the city separately.

But before leaving, some people grabbed Kerry.

"Um! Thank you so much for saving us. May I ask...how can we thank you?"

Kazuma waved at the inquiring one.

"As long as you don't tell others about us, I'll be grateful."

Both Kerry and Kazuma knew that many people here witnessed their miraculous rebirth, and they might spread rumors if they left or were caught by the Metropolitan Police Department.

Don’t think that everyone is united now, it will be hard to say once they are separated.

If they want to maximize their profits, of course they should kill everyone who knows that they have special abilities.

But they won't do that.

Or in other words, why would someone who would do this come to this mountain?

After waving their hands, everyone gathered together and rushed down the mountain.

...

At this time, in a private house, Goto Ichiri was shivering.

Kerry's words replayed in her mind, telling her to make a big deal if he didn't see her that night.

But she really wanted to open YouTube and start talking right now. She was really worried about the safety of her parents and sister.

In this house where there were no living people and only a few corpses to keep her company, her throat was dry and hoarse from crying.

She found a knife and kept it at hand, but she didn't know if she had the resolve to raise the weapon in the face of the enemy.

She felt a little stupid. She should have thought of a way to be safe immediately, but she did nothing.

The man seemed to be saying what he was going up the mountain to do, to save someone or...

I don’t know, and Goto Ichiri didn’t have the courage to ask clearly at that time.

But even if that person did seem to have survived a fatal situation, he still had a companion.

Goto Ichiri also felt that it was too unrealistic for them to cause trouble for the villagers. They had guns and there were so many of them.

But an unrealistic and illusory hope arose in her heart.

What if...what if he could really succeed?

What if he really came down the mountain with his parents and sister?

Even though she knew that this was impossible, she still had this fantasy.

Just like looking at the vague shadow of the moonlight in the water, in this country where believers account for more than half of the total population, she has no faith, but at this time she also prays sincerely, praying for a turn of events, praying for a miracle that is impossible to happen.

Pray that a miracle will happen that exceeds her ideals and shatters her cognition.

Instead, instead of letting her face the cold reality and this sad future.

But no matter how much you desire it in your heart, miracles never seem to happen in reality.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the sun was setting. She had only drunk a little water that day, and she hadn't slept a minute since last night.

Her heart sank little by little as the sun gradually dimmed, and the red glow and the still blazing fire dyed everything outside the window.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door. It was the door of the room, the door on the first floor!

Goto Ichiri, who was standing by the window on the second floor, trembled all over. Who was it?

Is it the villagers here or...

"Yili! Yili! Are you okay? Yili!"

"mom!"

When she heard the familiar voice, the strings in Goto Ichiri's brain completely broke, and she didn't even have time to be ecstatic. She was afraid that it was her own hallucination.

Using her hands and feet, Goto Ichiri burst out with the fastest speed in her life and crawled down the stairs. After reaching the first floor, she fell once, but immediately got up again, rushed to the entrance where Chris's body was left, and opened the door.

Seeing the anxious and haggard faces of his family, Goto Ichiri rushed forward regardless of anything.

Goto Naoki, a middle-aged man who always cared about other people's opinions, hugged his daughter and cried bitterly, regardless of the many people around him.

The people around had heard that his daughter was still at the foot of the mountain and came to help avoid any accidents. Another group of people had already started running forward on the road.

"Let's go! If we fall behind, we might not be able to get out."

Goto Ichiri, who was crying while holding his sister in his parents' arms, heard the voice that he had heard frequently in the past few days.

Goto Ichiri looked up and saw the person who had asked him to hide in the house.

He was waving his hands, calling on the people around him to go out with them.

"It's okay for a mile, now it's important to get out."

Naoki Goto patted his daughter's head.

"I really have to thank Shimura-kun this time. If he hadn't brought Sato-kun with him, we wouldn't have gotten out alive."

Only then did Goto Ichiri notice that his father was holding a hunting rifle in his hand.

And the look in her father's eyes when he looked over there seemed to carry a light that she had never seen before. It was an inexplicable excitement and fanaticism, but it did not seem to be admiration.

Everyone gathered on the road, letting some disabled people and children get into the few intact cars at the back, and everyone rushed towards Songfu together!

...

Three days later, under the Arakawa Bridge in Arakawa District, Tokyo.

The village chief looked at the two people with sacks on their heads, leaving only two holes for people outside to see before they took off the sacks.

"I... I thought I was going to die of exhaustion! I told you, let's just run. You still want to go to Songfu and wipe out the roots? We should wipe out all of them, including the territory outside Jieyin!"

Even after five minutes of sitting down, Kazuma was just beginning to take his first breath.

Kerry also waved his hands repeatedly.

"Phew! There's nothing we can do. Even if the ghouls are gone, those people will just keep on living and continue the human trafficking. By the way, Kappa, is your soup ready?"

A "well" character seemed to appear on the village chief's forehead.

He never expected that these two people, who were being chased by the Metropolitan Police Department all the way, would come to hide in his place without hesitation, and he had no choice but to step forward to resolve the matter.

However, the village chief did not refute Kerry, but continued to cook the fish soup.

Thinking back to the news I heard from the Metropolitan Police Department this time, I felt a wave of fear.

"You two have done a great job. I guess the Xinxiang incident will be reported nationwide in a few days. Many people from the Limin faction were involved this time. I guess they will be liquidated a lot. They may even be disqualified from re-election in next year's election."

Ps:

Yesterday I went to review Parasyte and slept late QAQ10

Chapter 43: I also became the Tokyo Master

When the fish soup was served, the village chief couldn't help but shake his head.

It is said that the local police and the Yakuza who were in collusion with the other side wanted to stop them, but more than 60 people with hunting rifles rushed out of the mountains. The police turned around and ran, trying to call for support from the Self-Defense Forces.

This was a very serious matter, with fifty people armed with guns forcing their way through.

Fortunately, the group of people rushed into the city of Songfu and gave up their guns and resistance, otherwise this matter would have been out of control.

The result is that it is said that these two people rushed directly to Matsushika Town and fought with local gangs when most people were taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department and the Metropolitan Police Department in the city relaxed its vigilance. By the time the Metropolitan Police Department had spared manpower to deal with it, hundreds of yakuza had already died and they had gotten away.

The old friend who had contacted the village chief some time ago came over with a worried look on his face because he found out that the village chief seemed to have had contact with those two people.

The ruling party still wants to suppress this matter, but it is obvious that it has become too big and they themselves will be held accountable.

Moreover, the people and forces involved in the matter have now been directly targeted. Except for the top leaders in some places, gangs like the Inugami-gumi have had their hometowns raided directly.

Looking at the two people wolfing down the fish soup, the village chief couldn't help but think of some of the testimonies he had received.

What about two young men rushing in and killing people indiscriminately, setting fire to the village, and using the villagers to make skewers?

"Young people nowadays are really amazing..."

After sighing, he saw that the two of them quickly finished their soup and the village chief sat down next to them.

"So, what are your plans next?"

Upon hearing this, Kazuma stopped scooping the fish soup and looked at Kerry with some hope.

"We'll definitely have some rest afterward, right?"

Kerry nodded.