Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

An indescribable feeling surged in my heart. Although he was so huge, he looked like a child standing there, feeling wronged and helpless.

The passers-by who were frightened before no longer felt how scary he was.

"Sir Linga, I am willing to hand this person over to you for disposal and bear all losses unconditionally. I hope you can forgive my negligence in supervision!"

Regardless of damaging the reputation of the well-known entrepreneur, in front of everyone, Akio Kono knelt on the ground and performed the most standard dogeza posture.

With his forehead pressed against the ground, his voice seemed to come from underground, low but powerful, demonstrating unparalleled determination.

Haruo's eyes widened: "President, are you going to fire me!?"

I would really like to do this if I could, but I can't do that now. Trying hard to distance myself from the matter will only annoy the other party.

Kono Akio sighed inwardly.

The onlookers also personally experienced the deterrent power of Linga, which could make the bigwigs on the rich list kneel on the ground and wait for their fate regardless of their image, and they didn't even think of resisting or dealing with it.

This has a much greater impact on them than confronting military violence on television.

Because that kind of thing is destined to be isolated from the daily life of most modern people.

On the contrary, wealth, capital, technology... are an indispensable part of daily life and the basic materials that constitute modern people's survival.

"Dispose of him... Then take him away."

Linga was not surprised at what Kono Akio did. Instead, it was his actions that made Kono Akio confused.

The proposal of "disposal at will" was accepted.

But you just let it go so...lightly?

If you don't like it, you can just ignore the proposal and let them go.

Why bother?

It was as if he was deliberately showing off his generosity and wanted people to remember this favor.

It's fine for others, but this doesn't fit Linga's style...

Many thoughts flashed through Kono Akio's mind in an instant, but his body responded truthfully. Not only did he thank Haruo repeatedly, he also pulled Haruo and forced him to bow.

"..."

At the moment he bent down, Chunnan was in a daze and felt no emotion at all.

It's like an empty shell that can be used at will.

He was clearly let off the hook.

I finally don't have to fight, and I don't have to be repeatedly tortured by the desire to survive and shame.

Mingming can return to his stay-at-home life and enjoy the happiness brought by games and comics.

but……

but……

Why do I feel so empty inside?

When Chunnan raised his head, he was stunned.

He saw the grim smile on Linga's face and felt the aura, but it did not change.

Are we going to... continue the sneak attack like before? !

Chunnan subconsciously tensed his body, but Linga never made a move until he turned around and followed the president to the car, exposing his back to the other party.

Although he never took action.

But even without looking back, I could still feel the weight and burning gaze very clearly.

What is this person looking at?

"Stop being in a daze, Haruo! Damn it, I forgot to bring a vehicle that can accommodate you."

Akio Kono wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

Although Linga didn't pay too much attention to it, its presence alone was enough to make him feel frightened.

But things backfired.

He got on the bus smoothly, but Chunnan couldn't.

With a height of 2.4 meters and a body weight of 300 kilograms, it is impossible for a mere mid-sized sedan to accommodate him.

"I'll just... forget it, just go back the same way you came."

Akio Kono wanted to call someone but didn't want to delay and avoid causing any more trouble.

"I see."

Haruo responded silently and was about to leave when he heard the president's warning:

"Understand your own weight. Don't take yourself too seriously just because you're so fat. You're just a fighter!"

Akio Kono's original intention was to make him behave himself and not cause trouble again by hitting his self-esteem. It would be best if he didn't destroy the house casually after returning and be a good boy.

but.

Haruo suddenly stopped.

These words kept echoing in his mind until they roared like thunder, splitting his body and mind into two. He trembled continuously as if an electric current was running through his entire body.

"Haruo?"

"…My name is not Haruo."

"Huh? What stupid things are you saying again? Please stop being stupid. You can eat whatever you want when you go back. You can play games and read comics as you like. Is that ok?"

"..."

"?"

Akio Kono suddenly noticed something unusual.

That is, the onlookers who were supposed to disperse stopped again, just like Haruo, not knowing what they were thinking, and cast surprised and uncertain glances in this direction one by one.

What are these people looking at?

And there is Linga.

The person he cared about the most was also standing there leisurely, looking like he was watching something...waiting to witness something.

Tick.

Tick.

A strange sound of water came into my ears.

Kono Akio subconsciously looked up at the sky.

It's not raining.

Where does the sound come from?

Soon, he understood the truth.

"Haruo you...!"

Turning around, I faced Kono Akio's face again, which was wet with tears and wrinkled beyond recognition, with tears as big as beans falling down. This was the source of the sound of water.

I wanted to scold, but for some reason I stopped.

Kono Akio stared at him blankly.

Looking at that crying face, I felt extremely familiar.

Oh, right……

I remembered.

Initially Haruo declined the invitation.

Because he is the leader of the tribe and the umbrella that protects his people.

But the tribesmen did not want to be a burden to him, and hoped that he could fight for himself honorably as a warrior, and while winning honor, he could also experience the satisfaction brought by the "strongest" power.

This unconditional kindness moved Haruo so much that he burst into tears.

Only then did I accept the invitation and come to Tokyo together.

The crying face then was exactly the same as the crying face now.

But why?

Why cry?

Why is it still... exactly the same?

Obviously, he is no longer the same person as when he accepted the invitation.

He is still pretending even now.

"Haruo you...!"

Kono Akio was very angry and was about to say something when he was suddenly interrupted by the person in front of him.

"I told you, my name is not Haruo."

"……what you up to!"

"Thank you, President."

The man knelt on his knees and performed the movement of sitting down in the earth.

The sudden thanks left Kono Akio a little overwhelmed.

"Thank you for bringing you to Tokyo. Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for letting me see the prosperity of the big city and experience so many beautiful things."

"But... I still don't want to die."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I said--"

Chun Nan slowly raised his head. His fat face, which was covered with snot, tears, sweat and other liquids, was extremely ugly, but his eyes were full of strange aggression.

Even if they are gentle to others, they still look down on others from the perspective of a strong person, as if they can take away everything and defeat everything at any time. This calmness is bound to make most people realize their own weakness, which is no different from the effect brought by aggression, so it can also be called aggression!

"——"I" don't want to die!"

The man's words were like a cold wind blowing from the peak of the Himalayas, more ferocious and stronger than a simple air flow, and far colder and more biting than one could imagine.

That is not the "atmosphere" that a modern city should have!

"come yet."

The murderous light in Linga's eyes never disappeared.

He had been waiting for this moment to come.

Haruo Kouno, whose body and mind have been corrupted by material desires, knows the current situation but cannot do without it. He turns to games and comics to numb his brain, but even so, he still wants to survive when he encounters danger.

As "Haruo Kono", protect the life of "Haruo Kono".

Don't resist, just try your best to escape.

This is a wise choice.

However, to resist fighting him is to resist the old way of life.

Being forced to accept reality and still persevering to the end is equivalent to choosing between two different ways of survival.

The moment he successfully escaped again with the help of Akio Kono.

The masculinity buried by material desires and the wildness that was discarded and forcibly ignored along with the past, the combination of the two will cause the nature called "Haru" to die completely.

From now on, only a body named "Haruo Kono" will remain.

But in Linga's opinion.

This result is destined to be impossible.

Akio Kono arrived just in time.

His appearance pulled Haruo out of the abyss of despair, but also made "Haru" useless, becoming more silent and indifferent.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will slowly disappear over time. Even if it moves occasionally, it is just the muscle reflex of the snake.