Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

In the whole bedroom, there is only a faint glow from the computer screen.

Dark and messy.

In a room that has not been cleaned for an unknown amount of time, a young man sits in front of a computer, his fingers leap like a piano, and pieces of data slide across the screen like a waterfall.

His skin was as pale as Akihiko Kayaba's. He hadn't been out in the sun for a long time, and his physique was the same thin. His hair was shawl, and he wore glasses without any characteristics. The eyes behind the frame were like a pool of stagnant water.

buzz buzz......

The phone on the table rang without warning.

The young man... or rather, Kenzo Yamashita glanced at the caller ID and connected.

"What's wrong?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Seems very unaccustomed to talking to people.

"President! Something is wrong! Someone threatened me with your life and asked me to launch a boxing contest against 'a "700" rgus', and bet on our membership.

The person on the other end of the phone said in a hurry.

This person is Masahiko Ota, the current president of 'undermount'.

"What? You promised?"

Kenzo Yamashita frowned and asked.

"...Answer, I agreed, there is no other way, President, they will kill you if you don't agree, and they know your name, I dare not refuse to listen.

Ota Masahiko tried his best to defend.

"Idiot, what's so strange about knowing my name, and they don't know where I live, it's obviously the people who bought 'argus' behind the scenes, but since it's all sent out, it can only be stubborn The scalp is on the table, the membership quota is only, if you lose, you lose, and there will be a chance to get it back later.

Yamashita Kenzo's calm and rational tone seems to have brought courage to Masahiko Ota.

The latter breathed a sigh of relief, and said with an apologetic smile: "It is not certain that we will lose, our fighters are not ordinary people, and if they are not good enough, we can still ask for foreign aid. Don't worry, leave this matter to me, and I will definitely handle it." It's beautiful."

"In addition, the plan for 'argus' has been postponed "I need to find out the details of the other party before making plans.

"Understood, I am always waiting for your orders.

Amid the flattery, Yamashita Kenzo hung up the phone without hesitation.

Staring at the phone in his hand.

Yamashita Kenzo muttered to himself:

"Perhaps it's time to change to a 'stand-in', the company has developed to this point, and the performance of this stand-in is slightly insufficient.

Thinking of 'argus', he shook his head.

"Akihiko Kayaba's technology has broad prospects, especially in the field of brain domain research. If he can help me, I can gain more voice in the cooperation with [Insect]... Although it is not I know why they are so obsessed with human body research, but their power cannot be underestimated, and it can help me control this country faster."

The chair moves back.

Kenzo Yamashita stood up, staring at the three computers in front of him, lost in thought.

He hadn't left the house for a long time.

In the final analysis, he realized one thing.

That is, even if you don't have to go out of the room, you can do what you want to do through information and the Internet.

It doesn't matter whether you start a company or take control of a country.

At the end of the day, it's all the same.

The only difference is the time spent.

"But it's not far away... Nogi has won 49 games, and he is only one game away. He will be able to set off a revolution, but the ultimate winner will only be me."

There seemed to be a little movement outside the house.

Yamashita Kenzo walked to the window, opened the curtain and looked out.

It was his father Yamashita who came back.

And his brother Yasuo.

The two seemed to be arguing about something, but Yasuo clearly seemed to have the upper hand.

That man...was as weak as ever.

He couldn't even lift his head in front of his own son.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, Dad."

Looking at the frowning and aging face, Yamashita Kenzo's eyes flashed in a trance.

at this time

The glass made of special material is suddenly broken.

An armor-piercing bullet as long as a finger penetrated into Yamashita Kenzo's body.

The strong kinetic energy sent his body flying and hit the bedroom wall.

The glasses on the bridge of the nose fell to the ground and there was no way to pick them up.

The sun shines into the room through the broken glass, and the dazzling blood spreads under the body.

Kenzo Yamashita sat on the ground leaning against the wall, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Just before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see his father Yamashita rushing into the bedroom and yelling at him, but he couldn't hear anything...

"Target confirmed dead."

On the roof of a building one kilometer away from Shanxia's house, Wu Fengshui raised his head and gestured an 'ok' to Wu Bian.

The bloodshot veins in the right eye also slowly subsided.

This is a 'partial liberation' that other [Clan of Yu] rarely achieves.

It is precisely because of such a skill, coupled with her excellent release rate and sniper skills, that she has the title of "Magic Bullet Shooter".

Things like melee combat are really not her strong point.

"Thank you for your hard work. Next, the information about Kenzo Yamashita's computer will be handed over to other people for containment. We can close the team."

Wu Bianzao said in a relaxed tone.

"But I really didn't expect that a phone call could easily lure people to the window. I thought I would have to wait for a while."

"I was stunned when I saw it."

Wu Fengshui stuffed a lollipop into his mouth and began to pack his equipment.

"As expected of a 'natural disaster', fighting against that guy won't end well in the end.

Wu Bianzao sighed.

"Not to mention, the description is quite apt, and I will help Brother Bian Zao to convey it to you next time we meet."

"Hey! This has nothing to do with me. I heard this from the underground circle yesterday. It seems that many people have begun to call that man a 'disaster', 'natural disaster' or disaster god' or something. The title "Ghost of Kicking Skills" already meant to retire. 15.8

"What, what's wrong with 'ghosts'?"

Wu Fengshui muttered in dissatisfaction.

"It can't be helped. Compared with his kicking skills, more people are afraid of other aspects of him now."

Wu Bianzao shrugged.

"It's true... Even that guy Lei An was lying on the bed and turned into a vegetative state, and he didn't know what happened to come here."

"That guy can only settle down at this time, I think it's quite suitable for him."

The two then left the building together.

It took more than half an hour for the police to find here, but they failed to find any useful clues.

At the same time, several suspicious people with low-key behavior and black background and white pupils disguised themselves as police officers and entered Yamashita's house, and disappeared unconsciously with the computer that originally belonged to Yamashita Kenzo in the bedroom on the second floor. .