Immortality begins with the ninjas of Konoha

In a clean and tidy commercial street in the city, many bank employees were leisurely enjoying afternoon tea in a coffee shop. Although there weren't many people on the street, everyone had a smile on their face.

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out, followed by heart-wrenching screams.

A burly, blood-covered middle-aged man fled in a disheveled state, occasionally turning back to fire shots, at which point screams erupted from the crowd.

"what!!"

The woman's shrill scream shattered the tranquil atmosphere of the shopping street, and people hurriedly hid in the nearest shops. This kind of thing used to happen frequently many years ago, but the security situation has only improved in recent years.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The burly middle-aged man, panicked and disoriented, realized he was about to be caught. His face hardened, and he began firing wildly at the shorter figure.

Trafalgar Law's relentless pursuit of the thieves, his constant evasion, and the fact that these scoundrels escaped to this place, was a dereliction of duty on his part. His excessive desire to use the power of the Devil Fruit resulted in his fists proving more effective than his own.

"Halt! You've entered the commercial street. Go any further and you'll die!"

"Go back and obediently move the garbage! Otherwise, you'll only face death!"

Luo gasped for breath and shouted that many people had tried to escape and disrupt order in the past two days, but their only fate was death.

Although he disliked these pirates and gangsters, after Law cured his Amber Lead Disease with the power of the Op-Op Fruit, he didn't want to see death anymore.

Compared to the Don Quixote family's torture of impalement, "labor reform" seemed extremely merciful to Luo, yet these scoundrels were ungrateful and continued to cause trouble for him.

The middle-aged man, his defenses broken, thought of the past few days of grueling moving work and immediately shouted angrily:

"I will never go back to the junkyard!"

"I'd rather die than carry garbage!"

"boom!!"

A loud gunshot rang out, and a large hole appeared in the chest of the middle-aged man carrying the treasure, with blood splattering from his body.

A blank look appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He took two steps forward due to inertia and finally fell to the ground with a thud.

Sitting outside the coffee shop, Osamu Furukawa held a coffee in one hand and a pistol larger than a regular gun in the other, white smoke rising from its muzzle, while a girl's cheerful voice emanated from the weapon.

"Boss, one more shot! Use my body to your heart's content!"

After taking a sip of coffee, Furukawa Osamu looked helpless and casually tossed out a pistol, which transformed into a girl in a black maid outfit in mid-air.

After landing, Baby-5 pouted and said pitifully:

"The Overpowered Bullet, I...I just want to experience it one more time!"

Across the coffee table, the young man in charge of the black market arms business in this area nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead. He realized that the rumors about the Don Quixote family being captured were most likely true!

"Why would someone with this level of strength come to Beihai?"

The young man with his hair parted in the middle complained inwardly. In just a few days, Furukawa Osamu had killed several pirates with bounties in the same way, one of whom had a bounty of 2000 million.

Without exception, all of these people were shot and their bodies were blown apart. Only today, realizing something was wrong, did the pirates give up their idea of ​​invading the city. However, the captured "laborers" continued to work at the garbage disposal plant.

"The contract can remain unchanged."

“Yesterday I received an invitation from the Kingdom of Germa. They are planning an expedition to the East Sea and will have a great need for weapons.”

"Don't worry about the payment. What you need to pay attention to is the quality of the firearms. Transfer the money first, but if the goods are not as good, I think your weapons factory will need to be replaced."

"I'm just a middleman for now. Like Doflamingo, reputation is the most important thing."

Upon hearing Furukawa Osamu's words, the young man in a black suit immediately stood up, bowed, and raised his hand to swear:

"I swear in the name of the Elias family! There will be absolutely no problems with this batch of weapons!"

"Lord Xiu, it is our honor for the Elias family to become your friend!"

Furukawa Osamu nodded, a gentle smile on his face. He stood up and tossed his gray suit jacket to Baby-5, then offered a final reassurance to the young man he had just helped up.

"If there are any unusual developments within the family, please let me know. I should be here for the next few years."

"No! No! How could we possibly trouble Lord Xiu? The Elias family will remain absolutely loyal!"

Young people really don't dare to trouble the people in front of them. A couple of days ago, a meeting was held with distributors, and three of them didn't attend. They were ripped off that very night, and the remaining distributors were so frightened that they came to apologize overnight.

The family that complained to the Navy was arrested and their property confiscated by the marines. However, Furukawa Osamu was not as greedy as the Navy; at least the contract remained the same as before.

The navy didn't care at all. The local gangsters, who had come to their senses, realized that Osamu Furukawa "had connections." When they thought about the extremely low-interest loans from the bank, everyone behaved themselves.

“Very good. Once the hospital is completed, your family members can get a 20% discount.”

"We have the best doctors in the world, and you will definitely feel that you are getting more than your money's worth."

Furukawa Osamu's sales pitch caused the young man to bow repeatedly. Only after the two men left did he slump into a chair, muttering to himself:

"The news is true; the Don Quixote family is indeed completely finished."

Holding the suit, Baby-5 jumped and danced with joy. The girl was happy to have work, and following behind Furukawa Osamu, she blinked her big eyes and asked:

"Boss, why can't I sense any domineering aura? Isn't everyone supposed to have it?"

"I also want to fire bullets like that, the kind that blow people to pieces!"

The girl was only 11 years old, yet she was accustomed to killing and blowing people up was even her wish. The Don Quixote family's education was obviously very "successful".

"Regular exercise will do the trick. Once we get to Germa, we'll see what their modification techniques are like."

"With Law around, you might be able to take a shortcut. The Op-Op Fruit makes it very convenient to modify your body."

Furukawa Osamu was very much looking forward to his trip to Germa in the middle of the moon, as the high-tech weapons and special liquids he summoned came from this world.

Although the MADS Peace Research Institute was incorporated into the World Government 13 years ago, Vinsmoke Judge was a researcher at the time, and the technology he possesses should be able to answer his questions.

Baby-5's face turned pale when she thought of the scene where Luo pulled out her liver that day. The fact that there was no blood when he pulled out her liver was a bizarre scene that gave her nightmares for two days.

"Boss, does modification also require cutting open the body?"

"Luo looked like he was in so much pain!"

"Boss, you should use my body. As for that 'domineering aura' stuff, forget it..."

Ignoring the girl who had started daydreaming again, Furukawa Osamu approached Law, who was using his Devil Fruit ability to clean up the bloodstains and corpses. Seeing Law panting heavily, he couldn't help but tease him:

"No wonder Corazon likes you. You are much kinder than I thought, and you are just as soft-hearted as these criminals."

Luo forced an awkward smile. Cleaning up the garbage dump and building a hospital from his memories were his ideas, but the result was that managing some captured pirate henchmen and gangsters was already causing frequent problems.

"These guys have absolutely no sense of gratitude!"

"We have already spared their lives; they were only hauling garbage, and we even provided them with food and water, yet they are still slacking off!"

“I underestimated their laziness. Many of them are simply hopeless and choose to ‘get something for nothing’ even if they have a job.”

Having learned some lessons, Luo finally realized the reality: he couldn't change the habits of these adults; their long-term chaotic lifestyle had made them only recognize the power of fists.

"Take it slow. The funds are in place, and there are hundreds of people working together. The renovation progress can keep up with the plan."

"With so many killed and the navy helping to oversee things, the rest of the work will be much easier."

"When you go to the Germa Kingdom, do your best. That Vinsmoke might need your power!"

Furukawa Osamu reassured the "contractor," explaining that Luo, in pursuit of his dream hospital, worked late into the night and also studied medical knowledge.

It's quite rare to find a world where employees enjoy intense competition and where pirates abound!

Luo glanced at Baby-5, whose face had turned pale, and knew that the girl was definitely imagining things again.

He planned to treat the girl's psychological problems after he had completed his studies. The thought of having to learn related knowledge again made Luo wish he could immediately go back and bury himself in his textbooks.

On the way back, Baby-5, now in a happy mood, chattered away. She was a loyal reader of the comic book "Warriors of the Sea and the Sky" and a big fan of the evil army Germa 666.

Does the Germa Kingdom really have Germa 666?

"Isn't that just World Economic News trying to sell products to fool kids? Hero robots and all that stuff can't possibly exist."

“Baby-5, you’ll be staying by Xiu’s side, and you’ll also be responsible for keeping watch. Although we’re a legitimate company, many of the people we deal with are pirates and gangsters.”

Luo crossed his arms and began his daily sermons. The education he received was far superior to that of a baby-5; strategy and tactics were what he had been studying for the past few years.

"Why not just turn them into weapons! I have way more damned people than you!"

"Didn't you see? One shot, one pirate!"

The two, one 13 years old and the other 11, were both a bit childish. When they started arguing, they began glaring at each other. As they approached the garbage disposal plant, Osamu Furukawa suddenly stopped.

In a warehouse not far away, a ragged young girl with long green hair was holding a little girl while a middle-aged man in front of her kept whipping her.

"You've run back here again?! I just sold you for a good price, do you know how much I'll have to pay to escape back here?!"

"Look at my eyes! It's all because of the two of you that I lost my left eye!"

"You think you can run?! Die, all of you!"

There are slums near the port, and human trafficking is a very profitable business on the black market. People go missing every day, but nobody cares about such things.

The middle-aged man with messy green hair seemed to be the girl's father, wielding a belt as if he were putting in all his effort.

If it weren't for the robust physique of the people here, the girl would most likely have been beaten to death.

"Boss?!"

Baby-5 looked distressed. The girl tugged at Furukawa Osamu's black trousers, hoping to lend a helping hand.

Luo Ye looked up at Furukawa Osamu, and after receiving a signal, he immediately let out a long breath and shouted in a low voice:

"Room!"

The blue hemispherical space rotating in Luo's right hand continued to expand, enveloping the three people in front of him. With a thought, he slightly raised his finger, and the middle-aged man immediately flew into the air.

"No! What happened... I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged man was moved above a piece of scrap metal. As his body fell freely, his shoulder was immediately pierced, and a heart-wrenching scream followed.

"what!!"

"Not bad, moving the trash is quite effective; the area we've covered has expanded a bit more."

After carefully sensing it, Furukawa praised it, saying that the amazing power of the Devil Fruit reminded him of eye techniques, which seemed to be related to the Divine Tree. He still needed to explore and investigate a lot of information.

"Huh...huh..."

Luo, panting heavily, forced a smile. His ability was still inferior to Baby-5's; the latter could easily turn her hand into a gun barrel and instantly kill the enemy.

Without the whipping, the green-haired girl hugged her unconscious sister tightly and struggled to sit up. Perhaps because she had fled from the junkyard, she was covered in grease and her face was mostly covered in dust.

Is that your father?

Looking at the black-haired young man who leaned down and asked her softly, the girl stood there stunned, staring at him without making any response.

"Hmph! The boss is asking you a question!"

Baby-5, tilting her head up, loudly reminded the girl. The girl barely snapped out of her daze, nodding in response and murmuring listlessly, her eyes vacant:

"Um...the father who sold my sister and me..."

"Have you been abandoned?"

After asking a question, Baby-5's eyes welled up with tears. She was the same; after empathizing, she immediately looked at Furukawa Osamu and pleaded:

"Boss, please take them in! The girl in my arms seems even younger than me!"

Luo glanced at the two men with some suspicion. He suspected they were undercover agents. The company had huge sums of money and had inherited the previous channels, so he needed to be extra careful of any internal spies.

"There's no need to be so careful. We just happen to need decent people; those scumbags are unreliable."

"Come on, follow me!"

Furukawa Osamu straightened up. There were already a bunch of freeloaders in the garbage dump, so adding a couple more wouldn't make a difference, since they were all just "laborers" anyway.

The green-haired girl, holding her younger sister in her arms, struggled to her feet. Having been whipped too many times, most of her already tattered clothes had fallen off.

"Suits are very expensive!"

Baby-5 pouted and complained as she handed her coat to Osamu Furukawa.

Luo, watching Furukawa Osamu drape a coat over the girl, sighed slightly. He now had two more people to keep an eye on...

The expensive-looking coat made the girl lower her head, tears streaming down her face. She hugged her younger sister tightly and thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you...really...thank you..."

Not far away, a middle-aged man with green hair, whose shoulder was pierced by metal, was still howling loudly. As the group gradually moved away, he began to desperately beg for mercy.

Luo placed his hands behind his head; his complexion had returned to normal, though his eyes remained cold. He deliberately looked at the tall, green-haired girl in front of him and introduced her:

"In another 10 minutes, he will go into shock due to excessive blood loss."