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

[Hint: Sato Kazuma has died and will be resurrected in 3 minutes.]

"man!"

Kerry smiled at the message prompt in front of him.

Hee! You still want to go to another world and build a harem with a few beautiful girls until the end where they are all virgins, right?

It's like opening champagne!

Just at this moment, a group of people suddenly came down from the river bank.

There were quite a few of them, about ten or so, and all of them had bad intentions. They were holding metal bats or other weapons that the police wouldn't find illegal, and they surrounded us in a fan shape without saying a word.

It was natural that the people on the river bank could not fail to notice such a big movement, so they all stood up vigilantly, and some immediately went to search for tools in the tent, taking out things such as steel pipes and screwdrivers.

"What are you doing? This is Tokyo!"

The homeless man who helped Chris drive Endo away at the beginning stood in the front with a screwdriver in his hand, holding his breath and asking in a panic.

For the homeless people in front of them, the current situation is beyond common sense.

It would be fine if it was just one person, but there were almost ten of them, and this was Tokyo, the city that never sleeps. Even in a more remote place, kidnapping people in the street late at night shouldn't happen.

What's more, although they have a conflict with Endo, it is definitely not to the point where they need to retaliate in this way.

The man in sunglasses at the head didn't say anything but just waved his hand, and the people below quickly surrounded him.

"This is Tokyo, no one will care about you social scum. It would be better if you disappeared and the Sato ladies around you would be happy.

Residents of nearby communities will also be grateful that you won't affect their housing prices. If you don't want to suffer, just come with us!"

Kondo, who had been driven away before, now changed his expression and came over, banging the crowbar in his hand.

The surname Sato is as common in Japan as Pikachu on the roadside in the Pokémon world, so Mrs. Sato and Mrs. Watanabe are also used to refer to housewives.

"Bastards!" Although they didn't understand the situation, it was impossible for them to walk with the other party in this situation, so the homeless people immediately shouted to try to attract the attention of possible passers-by, and the other side also picked up the weapons in their hands to resist.

"Old man, you don't know what you are talking about anymore."

A man wearing a suit like Kondo came up and hit the leading homeless man with an iron rod, making a heavy sound.

If we were to count the reasons for becoming homeless, it would be because of family reasons rather than bankruptcy. Most of them are middle-aged or elderly people. Years of hardship may have given them strength, but their physical fitness is definitely not strong. The group of people brought by Kondo were obviously very experienced in armed fights, and several of them were soon knocked to the ground.

"Hurry! Find a way to leave!" The homeless man in the lead realized that the time was not right. He fell down, protecting his bleeding head with his hands while shouting. He knew that if they were caught, they would be doomed.

"Leave? Ha! There's no place for you to leave here."

Endo kicked the homeless man lying on the ground with a look of disdain on his face.

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the camp.

"Haven't you heard that there is always a way out? If I want to go, the way is right here..."

What...what did you do?

When Endo looked up, he saw the boy he had almost dragged away before.

Kerry stood in front of everyone with his hands behind his back, speaking righteously.

Seeing this young man looking extremely confident in front of so many people, the man in sunglasses who was leading the group frowned.

Oh no! I hope I'm not going to hit a wall! I heard that a group of 50 or so people went to pick a fight with a kid named Hanma Baki, and the next day they were all hung on the walls and trees in the nearby streets.

Could it be that this guy in front of me is also one of those arm wrestlers who has nothing better to do than running around in boxing clubs and underground fighting arenas?

Before they could react, Kerry pulled his hands out from behind his back, and then, as if Jotaro couldn't save Jolyne by stopping time, he spilled the boiling instant noodle soup in his hand onto Kondo and his group.

"Wow!"

"Quah!"

It is more likely to be seen at night when boiling steam rises into the air. The hot water mixes with the ingredients of Cup Noodles' classic pork bone bag and makes a "sizzling" sound when it comes into contact with human skin.

A group of strong men holding weapons instantly cried out in pain.

"Not good! Pay attention to defense!" However, the man in sunglasses who was leading the team had experience in fighting. He endured the heat that came through his clothes and tried to call on the team members to defend.

But it was useless! At this moment! Kerry had already sneered and used the optimal fighting technique of using fewer people against more people.

Kerry rushed into the enemy's weak spot where there were few people surrounding him, raised his legs and raised his mobile phone!

"Khaki Separate Tai! Na Kuno Na Yi!" A blood-boiling song played on the mobile phone in his hand.

At the same time, Kerry raised a beer bottle and hit someone on the head. As the bottle shattered, only half of the bottle with sharp glass exposed was left in Kerry's hand.

The next moment, Chrisa opened his legs and started running!

Nigirudayo!

Without a doubt! This is the optimal solution for using fewer people against more!

The crowd, who were still holding up their weapons and enduring the pain to avoid falling down and being attacked, were stunned.

"Yaluo! You guys go chase them in your cars!"

The leader immediately made a sound, leaving some people to continue capturing these homeless people, while another group went to chase Kerry, after all, the boy had a cell phone on him.

Kerry did not choose to run along the river bank because that would directly lead to the car's home turf. Kerry was not familiar with the terrain nearby and did not want to play hide-and-seek in the alleys with the other party, so the first priority was naturally the river.

However, the other party's actions were unexpected. The strong men did not chase Kerry immediately. Instead, one of them took out a high-beam flashlight and shone the light on Kerry's position, while the rest of them rushed to the river bank.

"Buzz!"

Soon Kerry heard the sound of a car engine and the headlights rushing on the grass on the river bank. The other party actually drove a car directly down the river bank.

This also struck Kerry as odd. Damn, was this Tokyo or Yharnam? Why did he seem to see people over there assembling explosion-proof forks?

It's ok that byd can encounter a skirmish wherever he goes, but how come they are so well prepared and act so decisively? Except for not pulling out guns, this is not the Japanese Yakuza, this is an early triangular trade slave-catching team, coming here to catch homeless people as if they were niggers.

If all the yakuza in Tokyo had this kind of execution ability, the citizens should have signed a petition to Tsuchimikado to ask Batman to punish the evildoers.

Seeing the car rushing towards the beach of the Keri River, the people who were chasing them drove their cars into the beach without hesitation, letting the wheels kick up a cloud of grass and dust.

While running, Kerry looked around to see if he could pick up a stone and pretend to be a stone-throwing goblin to give the drivers of the two cars behind him a big blow.

If the glass is brittle enough, the opponent's speed plus your own throw can produce very good results.

This is a very common roadside robbery method in Africa. The driver is attacked with stones, and then the vehicle is allowed to crash or something, and then the victim is sent to collect the supplies that were not affected by the explosion.

Kerry didn't care whether he might cause the other party's death. He was mainly worried that the other party's car windows were bulletproof.

Just when Kerry was looking for the mysterious little prop, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the progress bar below seemed to be almost finished.

[Sato Kazuma is waiting for resurrection...3...2...1.]

[Sato Kazuma has resurrected at the bonfire]

Kerry ran while looking around him with wide eyes. With a burst of flame-like light, a confused high school boy with brown hair and wearing white mourning clothes appeared here.

Suddenly, Sato Kazuma appeared here in a flash and opened his mouth in surprise.

"What are you doing?"

But while he was distracted, he noticed the car chasing him from behind.

His face changed immediately. An ordinary person would have been stunned at this moment, but he forced himself to abandon all thoughts in his mind, suddenly raised his legs and ran to catch up with Kerry.

"What's going on?! What's going on?! Are you that Kerry?"

Facing the sound of the wind from the intense running, Sato Kazuma gasped for breath and tried to raise his voice so that Kerry could hear what he said clearly.

"it's me."

Kerry suddenly slowed down while running.

Sato Kazuma was surprised and stopped suddenly on the river bank, kicked a few stones away and looked at Kerry.

"Why don't you run away?"

"No, I realized that it wasn't my auditory hallucination..."

As Kerry spoke, he raised his hand. The clouds that covered the moon in the sky just moved away a little, and the moonlight shone on the clouds, reflecting light that appeared as a colorful halo to the human eye. On Kerry's raised palm, the wound that Kerry had cut with glass shards after Kazuma appeared was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chris turned his head and bent down at a 45-degree angle to look at Sato Kazuma.

"I realized that it wasn't us who should be running away."

ps:

Sato Kazuma: The male protagonist from "KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!", also known as Soharu.

He is famous for being able to kick a girl in the face with all his strength, betraying others without any psychological burden, having three funny teammates, and being surrounded by beautiful girls yet still wanting to go to the Dream Shop to solve problems.

Character introduction: Birth. 1

When he was young, he had a childhood sweetheart who promised him that she would marry him when she grew up. However, when they grew up, Kazuma witnessed his childhood sweetheart being recruited by the leader of a gang. Since then, he has been devastated and has become a stay-at-home who doesn't even go to school.

But in fact, he is mature in thinking and has a good brain. Except for occasionally controlling the big head with his small head, his operation, courage and decisiveness are all first-class.

...

The intelligence we know now is that the Yakuza organizations are recruiting people on a large scale in Tokyo, and they are so crazy that they don't care whether it will cause the Metropolitan Police Department to take major action. The reason is unknown.

After all, it is too strange to be stitched together. I will introduce the characters that will appear in the future at the end of the volume.

Chapter 4 Thank you, Kerry!

"Ugh?"

While Kazuma was stunned, Kerry had already put down the bottle in his hand, picked up a stone and turned around.

"What's wrong with that kid?" The middle-aged man driving the car was stunned when he saw Kerry turning around and rushing towards them.

"Never mind! Stop the car! One more person in the team can save a lot of trouble!"

The vehicle suddenly stopped on the river bank, causing a bumpy and harsh friction sound.

The car door opened and several people got out immediately with their weapons.

With the help of their teammates' high beam flashlights, they saw Kerry rushing towards them with a stone.

"Huh? You realized you couldn't run away so you're ready to fight to the death? These brats really don't know how to live or die."

With a disdainful sneer, the driver picked up the baseball bat and rushed forward. For these "old hands", this behavior was really stupid.

Although everyone claims to be a chivalrous person in daily life, they still have to judge the situation when it comes to the critical moment. In the situation where the other party obviously has more people, of course you should run if you can. If you find that you can't run, don't resist, so as not to anger the other party or injure the other party, and then suffer physical pain when you are caught.

"Bang!" Just before the other party got close, the stone in Kerry's hand flew out. Fortunately, the person who was locked as the target of attack reacted quickly and opened the stone with a stick. Otherwise, throwing, which is a skill that only a few humans have that is superior to all other animals, could be fatal.

"You can search!" Seeing that the kid in front of them was serious, and remembering that several brothers had been splashed with hot soup before and would probably have to stay in the dermatology department for a few months, these guys were really anxious.

"Bang!" The baseball bat hit the knee with great skill, and the kid in front of him half-crouched down.

The others immediately prepared to work together to control his limbs.

"Snapped!"

Kerry squatted down and picked up two more pieces of gravel with a smile. His left wrist was hit and the stone flew out of his hand, but his right hand threw the stone at someone's face without hesitation.

"Wow!" The rubble hit a man's forehead, and he covered his head in pain.

However, Kerry was also hit close to the opponent and his chin was hit hard by the baseball bat. This is a part of the body that is extremely prone to causing concussion. It is very easy to knock out the opponent with one blow in a street fight, but the medical expenses required to pay for a concussion are much higher than those for ordinary injuries.

The driver swung the stick and saw Kerry fall to the ground. He was a little surprised by Kerry's resistance and let out a sigh. He raised the stick and hit Kerry hard on the back of the head in anger, and then stepped on Kerry's hand joints, making a crisp sound.

The skull was not so fragile, but the blood from the broken scalp flowed out bit by bit and wet Kerry's hair.

At this moment, I no longer care about the survival of the team. This kid dared to make such a fuss and I must give my brothers a chance to vent their anger.

The other two people went to support the man whose head was covered in blood after being hit by a stone from Kerry, while the driver went forward to pull Kerry up to see if he was still breathing.

He squatted down and grabbed the boy's arm, preparing to flip him over.

But when Kerry turned over, a face with a hideous grin appeared before him.

"Hehehe! This is what happens when you don't learn from Dio and listen to your heartbeat!"

The other hand had already gathered strength, and with two raised fingers, it struck the driver's eyes directly.

Blood splattered, and Kerry took the bat from the man who was rolling on the ground wailing while covering his torn eye socket. He moved his wrist, which should have been crushed to pieces but now had only some dust and dirt on it and no blood. He staggered and then stood up.

What...what did you do?!

The two men who had just supported the injured man looked at Kerry who stood up again with the baseball bat in his hand under the light of the flashlight.

"Damn it!" The two men immediately put their companions down, one of them pulled out an electric shock device from his waist, and the other rushed up with a steel pipe.