Zongman: I Awakened the Boss Substitutes of All Generations

He looked around and saw all kinds of swords and scabbards piled up in the room.

Before Inuichiro Oda could figure it out, a middle-aged man in a security uniform came to him with a purple sword in his hand.

The moment he saw the security guard with the knife, Inuichiro Oda immediately recalled what happened to him not long ago.

At that time, just when he had deceived Jiusha Yixin, and was about to claim credit for the deputy leader Hayama Hayato on his return journey.

Suddenly the passing security guard drew his knife and slashed him!

"Who are you? Why did you attack me!" Oda Inuichiro immediately shouted at the security guard with the knife: "I am an official member of the DIO organization!"

"Let go of me right now! Otherwise you're finished!"

Bang!

"Scrap! Shut up!" The security guard with the knife swung the scabbard directly, and directly stabbed Oda Inuichiro in the chest, "I don't care what kind of dick you are or a member of a trash organization!"

"Say! What did you talk to that crazy woman about?"

Uh!

The sharp pain in his chest made Oda Inuichiro hunched over and fell to the ground.

He panted violently, unable to say anything for a moment.

"People in this era are really trash!"

"It's just too much pain! It's just—awesome!"

The security guard with the knife looked excitedly at Oda Inuichiro, who was wearing a mask of pain.

"This era is simply heaven!"

"There are countless miscellaneous civilians who can be slaughtered at will, and there are even a group of fools who donated all the famous knives for me to play with!"

"Not to mention that I was clearly dead, but I was resurrected again! I also awakened a powerful force!"

"This is a gift from God Amaterasu to me!"

"I am the child of destiny in myths and legends!"

"But--!"

"That female lunatic!"

"Why is that lunatic also resurrected!"

"This is simply unreasonable!"

Oda Inuichiro, who was gradually recovering from the pain, looked at the crazy security guard with a knife in front of him, his eyes shrank slightly, and then he glanced at the door behind the security guard without any trace.

"I can't understand what you're saying at all, I didn't talk to any crazy woman, I just walked home!"

As soon as Oda Inuichiro finished speaking, the next moment, a purple streamer flashed, and a long and thin bloodstain appeared on his face.

"Stop lying, bastard!"

"I saw you talking to that madwoman! Besides..."

The security guard with the knife stretched out his tongue to lick the blood stained on the purple knife.

"You are what the Beastmaster would say, a stand-in messenger?"

"Answer my question honestly, within this distance, I will not let you activate any substitute ability!"

Oda Inuichiro's cheeks twitched slightly under the stimulation of the wound, and he took a deep breath.

"It turns out that the madwoman you're talking about is Your Excellency Jiusha Yixin."

Seeing the knife-wielding security guard with a sudden change of expression after hearing Jiu Sha Yixin's name suddenly.

Oda Inuichiro organized his words carefully: "I just ran into Your Excellency Jiusha Yixin on the road. We didn't talk about anything, and I just rejected her invitation to fight."

"Invitation to fight?" The security guard with the knife said angrily: "That crazy woman is really a dog who can't change and eats shit!"

"Since your Excellency already knows that I have nothing to do with Jiu Sha Yixin, and we have no grievances, why don't you just let me go, how about we settle down?"

"I can even recommend you to join our DIO organization!"

"Join your DIO?" The security guard with the knife glanced at Oda Inuichiro disdainfully, "I didn't even join the Beastmaster Club, which was known as the strongest in Sakura."

"You, an unknown small organization, also want to recruit me?"

"It's a dream for thousands of years!"

"You don't know something, our DIO is not a small..."

Just as Inuichiro Oda wanted to introduce the situation of DIO, he saw a sharp blade resting on his throat, stopping him from speaking.

"It's just an organization formed by a group of poor and weak livestock for self-protection, and now you still want to let the butcher join you?"

"What's the matter? Do you feel that you have lived enough and are going to commit suicide?"

A cruel smile appeared on the face of the knife-wielding security guard.

"It's a pity that the stand-in messenger of the Beastmaster Club ran away, which made it impossible for me to verify my thoughts."

At this time, Oda Inuichiro saw the strange expression on the face of the knife-wielding security guard, and couldn't help swallowing: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Of course I let you go..." The security guard with the knife looked at Oda Inuichiro playfully, "It's just after I got your body."

After finishing speaking, the knife-wielding security guard stuffed the purple Taidao that he had been holding into the hand of Oda Inuichiro.

Just when Oda Inuichiro was horrified and puzzled, strange voices sounded inexplicably from the bottom of his heart.

"Calm down, Inuichiro."

"I am Demon Slayer Matsuura, the lord of Sakura!"

"You hold me, you will become my body!"

"You will become a sword master!"

"You will become stronger than everyone else!"

"Take me, go kill me—!"

A few seconds later, Oda Inuichiro's expression changed suddenly, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Oh ha ha ha! Sure enough, as I guessed, the stand-in messenger can also become my body!"

At this time, a middle-aged fat man with glasses pushed open the door of the room.

"Satou! Why don't you take good care of your position?"

"Just now I felt like someone pushed me down! And my phone is gone!"

"No? Who are you? Why are you here!"

"Ah! Sato! Why did you fall to the ground!"

Oda Inuichiro looked indifferently at the middle-aged fat man who fell to the ground due to fright.

"Curator Nakamura, you came just in time!"

While speaking, a purple humanoid double appeared beside Oda Inuichiro.

Immediately, he punched the middle-aged fat man in the face.

The middle-aged fat man was hit with a weak fist and had a slight headache.

"What the hell? Is this substitute so weak?" Oda Inuichiro frowned when he saw this.

At this time, the middle-aged fat man, who was attacked strangely for no reason, got up in a panic and fled outside.

However, before he could take a few steps, his whole body went limp and he fell to the ground.

At the same time, Oda Inuichiro suddenly felt a strange vitality injected into his body inexplicably.

He clenched his fist, feeling something, and then laughed out loud.

"Hahahahaha!"

"So that's it! This stand-in actually has this ability!"

"Brilliant, this is really good!"

"Nine brakes with one heart!"

"This time, I will definitely cut you under the knife—!"

Chapter 100 Tsukamoto Art Museum

The streets of Sakura City.

A handsome blond boy was speaking into the air while checking a map on his phone.

"Isshin-chan, according to what you said, that Onito Zan Matsuura is a guy who completely succumbed to his own desires."

"Since this is the case, then this guy will definitely not give up his other desire."

"The Tsukamoto Art Museum, the only art museum in Sakura Country that only collects and displays swords, is a place he will never miss!"

"Before, there was also news about the ghost of the warrior there."

"Yixin sauce, what do you think... Yixin sauce?"

At this time, Hayama Hayato, who was talking, suddenly found that Jiusha Yixin, who had been guarding him all the time, had disappeared.

He turned around quickly, and then found that the swordsman Jiusha Yixin was pressing her face tightly against a piece of transparent glass.

"One Heart Sauce?"

"what!"

After Jiusha Yixin heard Hayama Hayato's call, he suddenly turned around in a bewilderment.

"My lord, my lord! I'm sorry, I was rude!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Hayama Hayato questioned Jiusha single-mindedly, while looking behind the glass.

I saw that there was a western pastry shop displaying all kinds of exquisite and delicious pastries.

"My lord, I'm sorry! I, I just haven't seen such delicate food before, so I was a little curious for a while!" Jiu Sha said nervously.

"I see." Hayama Hayato nodded understandingly.

After all, in the era when Jiusha lived with all his heart, even rice in Yingguo was an extremely precious food.

Ordinary poor people can't even eat a bowl of white rice for a lifetime.

At that time, although Jiu Sha Yixin was a warrior, he was only a low-level wandering warrior who was slightly better than a commoner.

It is already very good to be able to eat enough on weekdays.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be too happy to eat baked rice cakes, and choke to death in a hurry.

This is true for baked rice cakes, not to mention these fine desserts that have only been handed down in modern times, and have undergone rapid development and innovation, and are more in line with people's color and fragrance.

Thinking of this, Hayama Hayato walked into the pastry shop very considerately, and then bought a large bag of high-quality desserts under the shining gaze of Jiu Sha Yixin.

"Yixinjiang, let me tell you that the best pastries are macarons, flower cakes, banana splits, tiramisu, Black Forest cakes, Portuguese egg tarts, and cream puffs."

“Not only are they beautiful, but they are also delicious!”

Hayama Hayato picked up the bags and displayed them one by one in front of Jiusha Yixin.

"Really?" Jiu Sha swallowed miraculously.

Obviously the current Jiu Sha Yixin is just a fictitious body condensed by the ring double, but at this time she can miraculously make a salivating appearance.

If she hadn't made up her body, Hayama Hayato felt that there was already a big puddle of saliva flowing on the floor.

"My lord, my lord...do you know...a substitute can eat?"

Jiu Sha stared intently at the pastry bag in Hayama Hayato's hand.

Hayama Hayato jokingly moved the pastry bag up and down slowly, and Jiu Sha Yixin's head also shook up and down.

"Some substitutes are fine, but..."

"but what?!"

"A substitute like Yixinjiang won't work."