Zongman: I Awakened the Boss Substitutes of All Generations

Not long after Hayama Hayato and Takemura Kenta entered the manor, a harsh siren sounded.

"It seems that the internal security of the Black Dragon Society is very strict."

Hayama Hayato found out that it was the guards in a distant attic with binoculars who noticed them.

The two of them didn't care. After observing the surrounding environment, they walked towards the attic that looked like a castle tower above the center of the manor.

Not long after, a group of men in black with defensive sticks and swords rushed towards Hayama Hayato and the others.

But before the group of people entered the shooting range of Wudu Xueye, the leading man in black stopped not far away.

"Who! You actually broke into the place of the Black Dragon Association, you are looking for death!" Someone in the crowd warned.

"shut up!"

At this moment, the leading man in black suddenly cursed at the crowd behind him, then looked carefully at Hayato Hayama, and then at the ice butterfly flying in the sky.

"Look, is he the monster with the Ultraman mask that the president specially instructed?" The leading man asked the person behind him.

"It seems to be true! Brother, don't you think the group of flying butterflies in the sky is also strange?" Someone in the crowd replied.

"Needless to say, it must be a stand-in envoy assigned by the president!" the leading man affirmed.

"So what?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Of course - withdraw!"

The leading man roared loudly, and immediately the group of men in black came and went and disappeared in front of Hayato and Hayato.

"..."

Hayama Hayato was stunned for a while, looked at the strange behavior of the members of the Black Dragon Association in doubt, and asked Takemura Kenta: "Takemura, what happened to these guys? Just ran away like this?"

"Probably because of your majesty, BOSS, you were scared away." Takemura Kenta hesitated for a moment, then explained.

"Nonsense, are they little monsters, scared away by Ultraman?" Hayama Hayato complained.

"Yes, boss, wise!" Takemura Kenta bowed immediately and said.

Hayama Hayato slapped his head when he saw this, and said helplessly: "Okay, let's go in quickly. Now I feel inexplicably that the original plan I prepared today is about to go wrong."

After finishing speaking, the two continued to walk towards the attic. Not long after, the two who were not hindered at all soon came to the attic.

At this time, in front of the attic, there was already an old man wearing a tuxedo suit, with gray temples, but an unusually tall figure, waiting for them.

"Welcome to the two adults. Our Black Dragon Club has prepared drinks inside. Please go in and take a rest." The old man in the tuxedo said respectfully to Hayama Hayato and the other two.

"Oh? You know me?" Hayama Hayato asked curiously.

"Of course." The old man in the tuxedo bowed slightly, and then said: "The prestige of your defeat of the third division of the Special Affairs Bureau in the first battle has long been circulated in the upper echelons of Chiba. It is a great honor for the Black Dragon Association to entertain the two of you today."

Hayama Hayato nodded when he heard the words, and then said to Takemura Kenta: "It seems that there is no need to do anything tonight, let's put the double away."

"Yes, BOSS." Kenta Takemura retracted after hearing that.

"My lords, please come in!" The old man in the tuxedo looked at the scattered ice butterflies in the air, and said with a sigh of relief.

"Well, then I'll take a look at your Black Dragon Club's hospitality." Hayama Hayato replied casually.

Soon, Hayato and Hayama walked into the attic led by the old man in the tuxedo.

The entire attic has three floors, and the whole is made of bamboo and wood. Hayama Hayato just arrived on the first floor, and he found that there were no luxurious appliances, but some unknown calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the first floor.

"This Huixian building was built by Hashimoto Ichiro, the first president of the Black Dragon Association. The first floor mainly houses the study and paintings of the past presidents of the Black Dragon Association." The old man in a tuxedo introduced to Hayama Hayato.

"Huixian Tower?" Hayama Hayato asked with some doubts.

"Yes, Huixian Tower." The old man in the tuxedo paused, and then explained: "Our first generation president highly respects ancient Chinese civilization, especially Taoist culture, so we specially named it Huixian Tower."

"I see." Hayama Hayato nodded.

Then the three of them followed the bamboo stairs to the second floor of the Huixian Building. There were a large number of display stands on this attic floor. There were various trophies on the stands, and various pennants hung on the walls.

"This layer mainly hangs the various honors that our Black Dragon Society has achieved over the years." The old man in the tuxedo introduced.

"Glory? You underground societies are also worthy of glory?" Takemura Kenta frowned, looking at the pennant trophies on the entire floor, and said disdainfully.

"My lord, you may be right. Our Black Dragon Society is indeed an underground society, and the work we do is also some not-so-revealed activities, but it doesn't mean that we don't have our own glory." The old man in the tuxedo didn't hear what Kenta Takemura said. Angry, he replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Okay Takemura, now we are still guests, and we don't need to point out the behavior of the host." Hayama Hayato waved his hand at this time to interrupt Kenta Takemura's rebuttal, and said.

"Yes, BOSS." Takemura Kenta replied immediately.

The old man in the tuxedo smiled slightly when he saw this, and then stretched out his hand to guide Hayama Hayato, and the three of them walked towards the third floor of the attic.

I saw that on the third floor of the attic, apart from a screen and a samurai armor, there were only tatami mats, three low stone tables and cushions.

Among them, a low stone table in the main seat was empty, and the traditional kaiseki dishes of Sakura Country were placed on the remaining two guest tables.

"The third floor of Huixian Building is the place where the Black Dragon Club is specially responsible for entertaining distinguished guests. On the third floor, guests can not only enjoy delicious food and wine, but also have a panoramic view of the entire Chiba Harbor."

Following the guidance of the old man in tuxedo, Hayama Hayato came to the guest's seat. He only needed to turn his head slightly to enjoy the night view of the entire Chiba Harbor through the open fences on both sides of the attic.

"The scenery is really good." Hayama Hayato praised.

"My lord, it would be great if you are satisfied. You can use it slowly first. If you need anything, please tell me directly. Our Black Dragon Club will definitely try our best to meet it." The old man in the tuxedo replied with a smile.

"Wait!" Hayama Hayato reached out to block the old man in the tuxedo who was about to pour him wine, then raised his hand to signal the empty main seat, and said with a chuckle:

"Since your Black Dragon Society is so considerate in treating guests, how can you even forget the impolite thing that the master didn't receive the guests in person?"

"My lord, please forgive me. Our president recently went to Tokyo to discuss business, and he is not in Chiba, so I will entertain you today. Please forgive me if I am rude." The old man in the tuxedo bowed slightly and said sincerely.

"Really? I almost forgot, may I ask who you are, the old man?" Hayato clapped his hands and asked in surprise.

"I'm in charge of the housekeeper of the Black Dragon Society. Hashimoto is a mere mortal. I don't deserve your honorable title." The old man in the tuxedo replied respectfully.

"Oh, I know, but unfortunately..."

"What, what?"

boom!

The next second, the stand-in Crimson King appeared, and the old man in the tuxedo had not had time to react, and immediately fainted to the ground.

"It's a pity that I don't really believe your words." Hayama Hayato glanced at Hashimoto butler who fell on the ground, and said casually.

"BOSS! Are we going to do it?" Takemura Kenta excitedly said immediately upon seeing this.

"Don't worry." Hayama Hayato waved his hand, then tapped Butler Hashimoto's head, took out a memory DISC from it, and said, "It's really not a substitute messenger, forget it, let me see the president of the Black Dragon Club Where the hell is it?"

After a while, Hayama Hayato inserted the memory DISC back into Butler Hashimoto's brain with a strange expression, and then said to Takemura Kenta in an inexplicable tone: "I think we should have supper first."

"Boss, what's the matter?" Kenta Takemura asked puzzled upon seeing this.

Hayama Hayato heard Takemura Kenta's question, and after leaning on his chin and thinking for a while, he said in a strange tone: "Those two guys, probably, will still be there after we finish supper."

Chapter 45

"What crime did I do? I should have shot you against the wall in the first place!"

"As the heir of a huge society, it's not good for you to like other things, like virtual idols? Do you know whether the person behind the video is a man or a woman?"

In an underground secret room of a society, a fat man with a fat body is angrily exporting to another little fat man who is watching a video on his mobile phone.

"Oh~~ Dad, the reality is already so filthy, only the lovely Vera can comfort my heart." The little fat man sighed and said to the big fat man.

"Fart!" The big fat man cursed angrily, and then said: "Our Black Dragon Club runs these idol stars, don't you know how dirty and messy this circle is? Just this can comfort your soul?"

"I know!" The little fat man nodded and said, "It's because of this that I like Vera, a virtual idol. She doesn't have the shortcomings of these idols in reality, and she is always so young and cute, even farting. heart-shaped."

"Okay, okay! You are young and cute, right! I will mobilize forces to find your Vera tomorrow, and I will see if she is as young and cute as you said!" The fat man said angrily.

"Don't, don't, don't! I like the virtual Vera in the video. I have no interest in her in the real world!" The little fat man grabbed the big fat man and said hastily: "As a father, you can't ruin your child's life." dream!"

"Isn't it a dream! My dream today is to beat you to death here." The big fat man became furious when he heard this, and looked around for something that could be used to beat people.

"No, dad, you can't just allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the common people to nod! Obviously my mother was also an idol at the beginning!" the little fat man called Qu.

"It's nonsense, your mother was a singer back then! She was a real singer who only sang! Don't be confused with the messy idol stars now. I tried my best to impress your mother with my heart."

"But I remember when I was a child, my mother said that she was just annoyed by a group of men, and then she randomly picked a rich and honest dad as her husband."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa like good luck, in this secret room today, one of you and I must die!"

The big fat man raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, chasing the little fat man to beat him violently.

"Hey! Dad, stop beating, Vera was praising me just now, I have to give her another gift!" The little fat man said while running.

"Gift? Let's see if this punch the size of a sandbag is enough for you as a gift!" the fat man yelled angrily.

After a while of jumping around, because of their width and weakness, the big and small fat men collapsed on the ground, panting.

"Dad, why hasn't there been any news from the butler grandpa? Is there any danger?" The little fat man asked at this time.

"Probably not. Our Black Dragon Society has always been kind and rich, and we have only planed food on our own one-acre three-point land, and we have no enemies."

"That monster with the Ultraman mask came to the door, at most he was asking for money and land, at worst, he would give you a little more. Your grandpa, the housekeeper, should be able to handle all these things." The big fat man shook his head and said.

"Dad, you are right. The times have changed a long time ago. There is no need for those sites. It is better to manage an industrial chain well." The fat man agreed.

"That's right, you are just like me in this way. I guess your housekeeper grandpa is entertaining the other party, so he doesn't have time to send us a message." The big fat man slowly got up from the ground and said: "There is still plenty of time now. Don't you want to play two games?"

"It's okay to play, but I want to play solo, you are too good, I don't want to play with you in duo!" the little fat man said honestly.

"You fart! I'm obviously top laner Thieves Six, but you always don't come to help me every time I play wild, but I'm your top laner father!" The big fat man retorted angrily.

"To help the good and not to help the bad, and there are no fathers and sons in the game field, you taught me these things." The little fat man shook his head and replied.

"Nonsense, your father will always be your father, even in the game, stop talking nonsense to me, start the game right away, and if you don't come to help on the road later, I will let you know how terrible the real father is!" The big fat man said fiercely .

"I know, I know, how old are you, and you still play games." The little fat man muttered, and then honestly went to turn on the computer equipped in the secret room.

At this moment, the big fat man who was waiting for his son to turn on the computer to play games was suddenly horrified to find a strange man with an Ultraman mask and a pale young man slowly walking out of the corner next to the little fat man.

"Ah~~ It seems that you father and son are going to play a game, so it is not recommended to watch the battle with two more people." Hayama Hayato looked at the game opened on the computer screen beside him, and joked.

rub!

boom!

Snapped!

Before even Hayama Hayato could react, the big fat man stood up in a flash and kicked the little fat man away, then knelt down on the ground and hugged Hayama Hayato's thigh and shouted : "I don't have it, I want money, I have it, please let me go!"

Hayato Hayama: "..."

Takemura Kenta: "..."

Good guy, so the black dragon will guard the gate's light-speed surrender behavior learned from you, the president?

"Hey, Dad, you are crazy, you kicked me so hard, don't you want me to take care of you in the future!"

At this moment, the little fat man rubbed his waist and stood up, and was surprised to find the two Hayama Hayato and his father hugging his thigh that appeared inexplicably.

He was stunned for a while, then patted his face lightly, and knelt down with a slap: "The money is all with my dad, please let me go!"

Hayama Hayato, Takemura Kenta: "..."

After a while, Hayato finally broke free from the two fat men who were hugging their legs. Hayato looked at the two honestly sitting opposite him helplessly, and said, "I'm not here today to ask for money."

The two fat men looked at each other, and said, "If it's not about money, could it be that which idol do you like? We will do our best to introduce you."

"I don't need you to introduce any celebrity idol." Hayama Hayato replied.

The two fat men looked at each other again, and said in unison: "But our Black Dragon Club only has money and beautiful stars and idols."

"Okay, okay." Hayama Hayato rubbed his brows and said, "I'm here this time to make a deal with you."

"Trading?" The big and small fat man glanced at Hayama Hayato carefully, and said, "If you want money, there is no need to trade, we are willing to give it to you directly."

"Shut up, the BOSS said they don't want your stinky money!" Kenta Takemura shouted coldly from the side.

"Yes!" The big and small fatty immediately sat upright.

Seeing this, Hayama Hayato knocked on the armrest of the sofa, and then said slowly: "Don't your five major clubs take the stand-in messenger very seriously?"

"So... do you want to be stand-in messengers yourself?"

Chapter 46 I Have a Dream

"Let's become stand-in messengers ourselves?" The big and small fat man blinked their eyes together, and then the big fat man asked cautiously, "Could it be that you are a member of the Tokyo Ashes Club?"

Hearing the fat man's question, Hayama Hayato suddenly remembered that the Ashes Club had always claimed that they had the "remains" to help people awaken their substitutes.