Zongman: I Awakened the Boss Substitutes of All Generations

It was only later that this "remain" was stolen by a betrayer, and after a big battle between the Ashes Society and the headquarters of the Special Affairs Bureau in Tokyo, the defeat went into hiding.

Now that the fat man heard that Hayama Hayato was going to help him awaken his substitute, he probably regarded him as an accomplice of the betrayer, but he didn't dare to ask directly, so he could only use the members of the Ashes Society to test it out.

Hayama Hayato thought for a while, and felt that the betrayer's accomplice status was useless, so he denied it without hesitation: "I am not a member of the Ashes Society, let alone an accomplice of that betrayer."

"As for the ability to awaken a substitute, it doesn't depend on any corpse, that depends too much on aptitude."

"As long as you are confident that you have enough spiritual power and willpower, then I can make you stand in."

"I see." The fat man nodded thoughtfully after listening.

"Forget it, there is no basis for words, and the explanation is too abstract. Wait a minute, I will come as soon as I go."

Hayama Hayato clapped his hands at this moment, stood up and walked towards the crack of the secret room, and then his figure disappeared.

The big and small fat men stared at this strange scene with dumbstruck eyes, and only slowly restrained their expressions after noticing Takemura Kenta's cold eyes.

At this time, the secret room was inexplicably tense, the little fat man couldn't help but move his butt, and immediately a cold gaze was cast on him.

"That, that... Do you want to drink some drinks? I have all the delicious drinks on the market here, such as Feizhai Happy Water, First Love Lemon Tea, Tianshan Dimai Spring, milk tea that can circle the earth, etc." The little fat man suggested cautiously.

"Don't drink!" Kenta Takemura replied coldly.

"You don't want to drink, I want to drink..." the little fat man muttered in a low voice, and then chatted with the big fat man next to him: "Dad, if we don't agree later, will we die? I'm so scared I peed my pants, I want to drink a cup of happy water to calm my shock."

"You're about to pee your pants, and you still want to drink water?" the fat man said in surprise.

"I want to drink water only when I have to pee my pants. This is called fighting poison with poison." The little fat man explained.

"Nonsense, what the hell is this fighting poison with poison? The idioms you learned were taught by some bastard." The fat man said angrily.

"Didn't you teach them all, Dad? There are also Guanyin sitting on lotus, old man pushing a cart and so on." The little fat man replied.

"Fart! How can I, handsome Hashimoto, be such a vulgar person! Don't slander me just because you are my son, be careful that I kill my relatives righteously."

"I'm wronged, it's dad who said it!"

"You're talking nonsense, you're probably addicted to the virtual world, and you've gone mad!"

"You yourself..."

"Shut up all of them—!"

Suddenly a loud shout interrupted the quarrel between the two fat men, and I saw ice butterflies slowly condensing in the sky above Kenta Takemura, and the temperature in the secret room suddenly dropped.

"Pour yourself what you want to drink! But if you make other moves, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Takemura Kenta said coldly.

"Okay, okay! The drink is in the secret room, I'll get it right away, Dad, what are you drinking?" The little fat man stood up happily and said.

"Let's just use the happy water in the fat house. I also want to suppress my shock and fight poison with fire." The big fat man replied.

"Then what do you want to drink, my lord? You can't let your lord watch us drink alone, how rude!" the little fat man asked Takemura Kenta with a smile on his face.

"Whatever!" Kenta Takemura replied casually.

"Then first love lemon tea, I heard that drinking this drink can remind people of the taste of first love." The little fat man explained with a smile.

Not long after, Hayama Hayato walked into the secret room with a man in his arms. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene in the secret room.

I saw two fat men on the opposite side of the sofa drinking happy water with smiles on their faces, while Kenta Takemura was staring at them coldly with a cup of lemon tea.

"It feels like you get along pretty well." Hayama Hayato joked to Takemura Kenta.

"BOSS!"

Kenta Takemura immediately put down the lemon tea when he heard the words, got up and said hello to Hayama Hayato, and then ordered to the little fat man: "Hashimoto Fuutarou, hurry up and prepare drinks for the boss!"

"Yes, my lord!" The little fat man stood up immediately upon hearing the words, and asked Hayama Hayato with a smile: "My lord, what do you want to drink, all the drinks and teas on the market are here."

"Give me a glass of happy water too." Hayama Hayato put down the man in his hand, waved his hand and said.

"Okay, so it turns out that the adults have the same hobbies as us! It really has excellent taste, extraordinary!" The little fat man boasted while pouring his drink.

"All right, all right, let's get down to business now." Hayama Hayato took the drink but didn't drink it, and pointed to the man on the ground instead.

"No problem, tell me!" The little fat man immediately sat next to the big fat man, and the two replied seriously.

"You should know this person." Hayama Hayato said.

"Yes, this is Sato who looks after the gate. I remember he told me that he will resign and go back to his hometown to get married in a while." The fat man looked at the man on the ground and replied.

"Well, it's fine if you know it." Hayama Hayato nodded, and continued: "Generally speaking, based on this guy's experience, his mental power is a little stronger than ordinary people, just use it as a proof."

"prove?"

Just when the big and small fat men were puzzled, Hayama Hayato took out a disc DISC from his arms, and then thrust it into Sato's head under the surprised eyes of the two.

"Of course it proves that I can make you stand-in messengers." Hayama Hayato smiled at the two, and then told Takemura Kenta beside him: "Help me wake him up, Takemura."

"Yes, BOSS!"

Kenta Takemura snapped his fingers with his right hand when he heard the words, and saw that the water vapor in the air gradually condensed into a transparent ice butterfly, and then flew towards Sato's face.

Snapped!

The ice butterfly shattered immediately, and a piercing chill directly woke up the unconscious Sato.

"Hmm... have I come to Santu River?" Sato opened his eyes in a daze, and murmured suspiciously.

"I think you're lucky, you won't be able to go to Sanzugawa for the time being." Hayama Hayato replied to Sato with a smile.

"Uh... you, you are!"

Sato looked at the somewhat familiar mask in front of him in some confusion, and not long after, he suddenly got up from the ground with a snap, and knelt down in front of Hayama Hayato in an instant.

"My lord! I've said everything I can say about the Black Dragon Society, please let me go!" Sato cried out quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just want to use you to prove to your president." Hayama Hayato replied flatly.

"Me, my president?" Sato realized at this moment that there seemed to be two familiar figures in the corner of his eyes. He turned his head stiffly, and then pulled the corner of his mouth forcefully, "Yes, yes, Mr. President, you OK……"

Seeing the fat man with a bad complexion, Hayama Hayato chuckled, and then said to Sato: "Don't be afraid, your president won't blame you, and now I need you to do me a favor."

"Help?" Sato was a little confused when he heard this.

"Yes, now imagine that you have a revolver in your hand." Hayama Hayato narrated softly to Sato.

"The revolver, in my hand?"

Sato looked at his hands in confusion, and then imagined according to Hayama Hayato's words.

"This, this is!"

Suddenly at this moment, something that surprised him happened. A silver revolver appeared in his hand.He felt that the pistol belonged to his body like his hands and feet.

"Very good, well done, you don't need to be afraid." Hayama Hayato nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to order Sato: "You shoot at that bottle of drink now, it is the farthest from here, the green bottle That drink."

"shot?"

"Yeah, all you have to do is think about that drink and pull the wrench."

"Oh... I see."

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Sato raised his pistol, took a slight aim at the drink bottle, and then pulled the trigger.

boom--!

The green beverage bottle burst instantly!

Seeing this, Hayama Hayato clapped his hands in satisfaction, then turned around and said to the big and small fat man who was shocked because Sato's hand was obviously empty, but he could suddenly blow up a drink bottle:

"Now Mr. Sato has become a stand-in messenger, what do you think?"

Fatty big and small: "..."

The secret room fell into a sudden silence.

At this time, suddenly the little fatty Hashimoto Fuutarou, gliding on his knees, rushed straight at Hayama Hayato's thigh.Hayama Hayato dodged subconsciously, dodging the little fat man's thigh-hugging behavior.

Seeing that the little fat man was not discouraged, Kong Kong embraced Hayama Hayato's thigh and cried, "My lord, please make me a stand-in messenger too!"

"I, Hashimoto Fuutarou, have always had a dream of becoming a superhuman!"

Substitute Encyclopedia - Emperor

Destructive power: B

Speed: B

Range distance: B

Sustainability: C

Precision Mobility: E

Growth: E

A pistol-type stand-in integrated with bullets, which appears in the hand instantly when activated.

The released bullets can freely change the trajectory, direction conversion and irregular movement can be done.

Although it looks like a revolver, it can also be used for continuous fire without any actions such as reloading.

However, the range of the bullet itself is not very long, and its power will become weaker as the distance increases, so it is not good at long-distance sniping, but good at close-up assassination.

Chapter 47

"To shut up!"

"How can my Hashimoto clan have such a shameless person like you! Why did my lord make you a stand-in messenger for no reason!"

The big fat man stepped forward and twisted his body, squeezed the little fat man away, and then smiled obsequiously at Hayato Hayato: "My lord, if there is anything you need in the Black Dragon Club, just ask, I, Toshio Hashimoto, will definitely satisfy you."

"As for the stand-in messenger... I think this brat is obsessed with the virtual world all day long, weak and overwhelmed. I am still strong and energetic, and I am suitable to be a stand-in messenger."

"Damn, dad! You're going to grab this, and you're still strong? Do you think I don't know that you're making goji berries in the tea kettle every day?"

"Good guy! I'm going to perform in front of adults today what is called the real killing of relatives!"

"Ahh! Help, this old guy is going to kill someone!"

"Okay, you stop it, do you think there are many opportunities to become a stand-in messenger?" Hayama Hayato looked at the two quarreling fat men angrily, and then said: "I don't want things from your Black Dragon Club, I want them." You do something for me."

"What's the matter? My Black Dragon Society will do my best to complete it!" The big and small fatty immediately stood upright and said seriously.

"Attack the Illuminati and capture the three substitute messengers inside them. Every time you defeat or capture one of them, I will give you a chance to become a substitute messenger." Hayama Hayato said lightly.

"What? Attack the Illuminati!"

The big and small fat guys were taken aback when they heard the words, and then cried out with mournful faces: "My lord, this black dragon will not be able to do it!"

"Our Black Dragon Society has only one stand-in envoy, and she is not capable of fighting yet!"

"How can we attack the Illuminati in this situation, and we have to catch the substitute envoy hiding inside."

Hayama Hayato smiled when he saw this, and then asked Takemura Kenta to take out some materials and handed them to the big and small fatty.

"I didn't say that only one club of your Black Dragon Society will take action. You can tell the other four clubs to do it together. Whoever catches the Illuminati will also give them a chance to become a stand-in messenger."

"The information in your hands now is the identity of the three stand-in messengers of the Illuminati, and their stand-in abilities. With this information, I think you don't even have the courage to do it from the five major clubs in Chiba."

"In three days, I will notify you of the location, and then you will attack the Illuminati there."

"This, this..." The big fat Toshio Hashimoto broke out in cold sweat at this moment, and said hesitantly: "I can only discuss it with other clubs first, and I can't give you a guarantee."

"It's okay, just tell them the truth." Hayama Hayato patted him on the shoulder, "I'm not a devil, just like I found you easily today.

"If the people from the five major clubs didn't come that day, I would just let the top leaders of the five major clubs go to the bottom of Chiba Bay to talk to the sea fish."

"Yes! I will definitely notify you of your information!" The big fat Toshio Hashimoto replied loudly.

"Very well, it's getting late, so I won't bother you."

Hayama Hayato withdrew his hand from the big fat man's shoulder, then turned his head to look at Sato, who was juggling the stand-in emperor with joy.

The stand-in emperor, this stand-in comes from the afro-haired young man in the second team who was assassinated by Jiro Tanaka's silver water chain before he could do anything.

Considering that the ability of this stand-in is really average, Hayama Hayato thought about it and was not going to take it back.

"Sato, you are the same. This substitute will be placed on your side first. If you can defeat a substitute messenger from the Illuminati after three days, I will give it to you."

"Yes! My lord, I will definitely do it!" Sato hugged the double emperor tightly, then bowed to Hayama Hayato and shouted.

"Well, that's it for tonight. After three days, I hope we can meet again." Hayama Hayato said with a wave.

"My lord, go slowly!" The three members of the Black Dragon Society bowed and said goodbye.