Zongman: I Awakened the Boss Substitutes of All Generations

"Yes, Lord Hayama!"

Looking at the embarrassed Hanasegawa Kotaka, Hayama Hayato chuckled.

"Don't be nervous, you have now joined the DIO organization and become our partner, there is no need to be afraid of anything."

"Also, we are about the same age, if you don't mind, you can just call me Hayama or Hayato."

"Okay, okay! Lord Hayama!"

Hearing the word "partner", Hasegawa Kotaka, who had always longed for friends, looked happy.

"By the way, Xiaoying, have you joined the Neighborhood Department now?"

"Neighborhood Department? I don't know this department."

Hanasegawa Kotaka looked puzzled.

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Hayama Hayato waved his hand, not to continue this topic.

The Neighbor Department has not been established, which means that Hasegawa Kotaka has not started the official plot and established his harem.

This is a pity for Hayama Hayato.

After all, a certain heroine in the Neighborhood Department whose pronoun is "meat" used to be a classic for occupying a certain pink app before Ben Zina and model worker Isuzu appeared.

Hayama Hayato was a little curious about the actual figure and appearance of the other party.

Of course, all of this is just a little bit of curiosity, not mixed with other colorful purposes, Hayama Hayato said solemnly.

"Little Eagle, you belong to my support team for the time being, and you will be assigned according to the specific situation in the future."

"Yes!"

Although he didn't know what Hayama Hayato meant, Hanasegawa Kotaka followed the advice wisely.

"Okay, then wait a moment."

Hayama Hayato nodded, and said to the butler Hashimoto: "Since Xiaoying has come to the square, Takasu Ryuji, who is in charge of monitoring this box, should also be back."

"You can make arrangements for Takasu Ryuji to be in charge of leading Hasegawa Kotaka to familiarize himself with the affairs of the DIO organization."

"As you order, Lord Hayama."

After arranging the two fierce-eyed protagonists together, Hashimoto Butler left the rest area with Hanasegawa Kotaka.

Hayama Hayato turned his gaze to the screen in front of him again.

At this time, the three screens were showing the current situation of the three recipients who put in the boxes in the open, and one of them, who looked familiar, made him raise his brows slightly.

On a certain avenue leading to the central square.

Ami Kawashima leaned against the back of a car, panting.

"These people are really crazy!"

At first, she relied on throwing money to open the way, and successfully bought the box under the protection of a group of bodyguards.

But when she left the building and went to the central square, an accident happened.

Or rather, it was no accident.

On the way, the lurker, who had already been prepared, directly blocked the road with steel nails, and then had a fierce battle with her bodyguards with the firearms banned by Ying Country.

Obviously, this is the participation of local forces in Sakura.

At least Kawashima Ami, the commander of the crowd besieging them, saw a few uncles who were quite "friendly" on weekdays.

"Now relying on the bodyguards to temporarily block their attack, but without the protection of the bodyguards, I will definitely not be able to reach the central square by myself."

"Although my father has arranged another group of bodyguards, there is still a long time before their arrival."

"I have to find a way to delay the time, or..."

Ami Kawashima, who whispered to herself, cast her eyes on the box in her arms.

Click!

The sound of a bullet being loaded suddenly came from not far away.

I saw three middle-aged uncles holding shotguns walking towards Kawashima Ami's hiding place while carefully exploring the corner.

"Ami-chan, I'm your Uncle Yasui!"

"Come out quickly, I will protect you."

With an amiable smile on his face, the leading middle-aged uncle shouted loudly to the surrounding area:

"Ami-chan, your bodyguards are completely defeated now."

"If you don't come out, I won't be able to save you when other people rush in later."

"Of course, Uncle has a small request, that is, to hand over the box in your hand to me. A stand-in messenger with extraordinary power is too dangerous, you can't handle it, so let Uncle come."

Kawashima Ami, who was hiding behind a car, completely ignored the middle-aged uncle outside. She opened the box carefully, and a strange CD appeared in front of her eyes.

[If you want strength, wealth, power and future, then risk everything and insert it into your head! 】

Ami Kawashima held the CD and said firmly, "I only want power. Can you give me this thing?"

After finishing speaking, Kawashima Ami inserted the CD into his head without hesitation.

bang.

The leading middle-aged uncle kicked over an empty trash can.

"Yasui, are you sure that Kawashima Ami ran into this alley?" Another middle-aged uncle asked.

"Nonsense, can I still get it wrong? I have been coveting that beautiful girl for a long time, and I will definitely not get it wrong!"

"Hey hey, didn't you say that's your friend's daughter?"

"It's because of this that I have fun! I'll catch her later, I want to have a good time!"

"As expected of Yasui, you can easily say what we can't say!"

"Shut up! Look for me! That girl is nearby!"

Holding up the shotgun, Yasui carefully inspected every corner, and then kept moving deep into the alley.

Rumble.

A strange engine sound sounded.

"Yasui, did you hear the engine?"

"It seems to be there, but isn't the outside blocked by people? How can someone drive in."

Rumble!

"Yasui, no, this engine is getting louder and louder!"

"Strange, where did the sound of the engine come from?"

Yasui glanced left and right, and didn't notice a car driving into the alley at all, but as the sound of the engine became clearer and clearer, Yasui frowned and pressed his head to the floor.

"Why does it feel like the engine sound is coming from the ground?"

boom!

Suddenly, just as Yasui pressed his head to the floor, a tire with a sharp drill bit broke through the floor and sprang out from the ground.

Yasui didn't have time to dodge, the sharp drill drilled into his mouth, pierced his cheek, and knocked him into the air.

At the same time, a punk-style motorcycle with a strange human face emerges from the ground.

"Ahhhh!"

Yasui, whose cheek was drilled, let out a scream in the air, and then fell to the ground with a slap and passed out.

"What a disgusting fellow!"

Ami Kawashima looked at Yasui on the ground with contempt.

"It's that Ami Kawashima!"

"Quick! Shoot her!"

The two middle-aged uncles who had just recovered from their senses quickly raised their shotguns and aimed at Ami Kawashima on the weird motorcycle.

"You bastards! Do you still think I'm the original Kawashima Ami who has no power?"

"Wheel of Fortune! Run them over for me!"

Rumble!

The weird face in front of the motorcycle suddenly stood upright, protecting Ami Kawashima behind the car.

"It's a monster! Shoot!"

The two middle-aged men were taken aback by the anthropomorphic behavior of [Wheel of Fortune], and they pulled the trigger and fired the bullet.

Boom!

[Wheel of Fortune] completely ignoring the bullets of the shotgun, the sound of the engine kept ringing, and the rear wheels turned crazily.

Immediately, in the next second, [Wheel of Fortune] rushed towards the two of them in an upright position.

Rumble!

"Run separately! That monster can only chase one person!"

Seeing this, the two middle-aged uncles quickly dispersed and fled to both sides.

"Want to run? It's too late!"

Ami Kawashima's cold voice sounded, and the [Wheel of Fortune] flew into the air with a jet, the body stretched strangely, and the two spiked tires smashed directly at the two people who were separated.

Bang!

Before the two middle-aged men had time to escape, they were hit by two tires on the spot, and the crazily spinning spikes scraped their bodies to pieces.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

With shrill screams, the two middle-aged uncles were hit by tires on the ground and passed out.

On the motorcycle, Kawashima Ami caressed the body with a somewhat confused expression.

"Is this the power of a substitute?"

"It's really sinking!"

"No wonder that guy didn't even look at me in the first place!"

"Ordinary people are really not worth mentioning in front of stand-in messengers."

"But now... I am also a stand-in messenger!"