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Samsara Games: Very Easy! – Chapter 22

2023-08-14 19:00:00Publish Time: 926 views[miniorange_social_login shape="longbuttonwithtext" view="horizontal" appcnt="3" theme="default" space="35" width="180" height="35" color="000000"]
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Chapter 22: Substitute Life

[Event Choice Branch]

[Choice 1: Release Yamazaki, demand payment as compensation; Reward: Total assets worth 350 million]

[Choice 2: Release Yamazaki and demand he compensate for his sins with the rest of his life; Reward: Total assets worth 500 million, "The Confessions"]

[Choice 3: Kill Yamazaki as vengeance for the eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth; Reward: An unnamed sword]

"Do you think I resemble someone who lacks money?"

Pouring drinks.

Tied up properly.

Fasten a heavy object, and throw it into the sea.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle… Plop!

A set of standard process operations.

Children shouldn't learn this.

In the end, only one Yamazaki sunk into the sea.

The other violent gangsters, Bai Wei didn't do any extra damage. Firstly, there wasn't enough time, and secondly, it would be too troublesome to sink them all into the sea.

Before he left, he set fire to the warehouse. It's a matter of luck how many will survive.

If these gangsters have any loyalty, there shouldn't be anyone dying.

Although these dozen people couldn't make up for one pair of intact legs, they can still crawl out if they can't walk out.

Since Bai Wei intentionally aimed at disabling his opponent's hands for life, even if they are treated and cured, there will be serious aftereffects and psychological trauma.

They cannot be employed as labor and have lost even their basic mobility. They have to take painkillers to sustain their lives, and the future of this group of people is visibly tragic.

Will the gang organization cover their medical and surgical expenses?

Will the government office ensure their basic livelihoods in the future?

Can disabled people obtain the most fundamental human rights?

…Don't cause trouble for others.

…Don't burden the society.

…If they are useless, isn't it better for them to die and give the resources to others?

Do as others do unto you.

Defeat magic with magic.

Falling into the bottom of social class discrimination, who will be next in line for misery?

[Instance reward settlement]

[Drifter Suit · Flowers and Birds]

[Event reward]

[Nameless Sword]

[Sent to personal email, please check]

The fire ignited the warehouse, Bai Wei walked back with his hands in his pockets.

Coughing up blood while walking.

Internal injury relapse, not considered severe.

"I have to find time to get treated. If I keep coughing like this all day long, I will eventually become chronically ill."

"If there were wise medicinal herbs or the water of life, that would be great. If not, even the tears of a dragon would do."

"The holy maiden's healing magic is quite good…"

Bai Wei wiped off the vivid red color from his lips, and he began to miss having sufficient logistical support.

The Shennong Swordsmanship is unbeatable, and a major guarantee for piercing through the abyss is the large quantity of medicinal potions.

While reminiscing the past, he strolled over to a low-rise building next to the seaside warehouse, which turned out to be a parking garage.

He pried open the iron chain of the parking garage.

There was a sound coming from the dark garage.

"Uh, uh, uh!" A middle-aged man exclaimed in terror.

On the other side was the low cough of a middle-aged woman.

He swept his gaze over.

[Guan Caizi] [sick]

[Daizuke Nishimura][??]

Isn't it Guan Tuoren?

Bai Wei had a moment of doubt, but didn't show it, and walked to Guan Caizi, who was already coughing up blood.

Undoing the rope, he said, "You can go now."

Guan Caizi was stunned:"Then, that, what about my daughter…"

"You should be able to see her if you go home earlier."

"Okay, okay…" Guan Caizi weakly thanked and said, "Thank you."

With a sobbing sound, the middle-aged man said, "Uh, uh, uh!"

"Wait."

Guan Caizi tensed her body, thinking that the other party had changed their mind, and was about to turn around and beg the other party to at least spare her daughter.

But she saw the other person pointing to the briefcase placed outside the door, "Take this with you too, and before returning home, don't open it."

The briefcase contained millions of yen in cash, which seemed to be the debt collection that Yamazaki had just received today, and this was a "gift from nature" to be grateful for.

Guan Caizi picked up the briefcase and ran all the way.

She walked a short distance and saw the burning seaside warehouse, as well as heard the painful cries of the gangsters in the flames.

Instinctively, she turned her head and glanced at the garage, already understanding what had happened, and tears welled up in her eyes. She covered her mouth and continued to run.

After releasing Guan Caizi, Bai Wei walked up to the man who had a swollen nose and bruised face, indicating he had been beaten badly. A dirty sock was stuffed into his mouth, and one of his shoes was missing, suggesting that he had been the owner of the sock.

He squatted down and stared at this middle-aged man, who had been drained of his energy and spirit by alcohol and gambling.

There is also an exclamation mark above his head, but this exclamation mark… it is bent.

It has become a question mark.

Bai Wei called out his name without hesitation.

"Daizuke Nishimura."

The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly contracted, as if a secret had been pierced.

"Umm, umm…!"

This reaction, seems like it's correct.

Bai Wei pulled the socks out of his mouth and said flatly, "You're not Guan Tuoren."

The middle-aged man forced a smile and said, "What are you talking about? I am Guan Tuoren…"

Bai Wei helped himself up, supporting his knee and asked, "If you are Guan Tuoren, then who is Daizuke Nishimura?"

The middle-aged man with the Daizuke name shook his head repeatedly, "I don't know anyone called Daizuke. You're here to help me, right? To save me, right? Quickly let me go, my whole body hurts and I need to go see a doctor…"

"Take a look at this."

Bai Li interrupted his endless babble and threw down a few ties and several metal badges.

The jingling sound was very pleasant, it rolled up to Daizuke's feet and reflected the moonlight.

Those are gangster ties and metal crest badges, some of which are stained with blood.

Daizuke definitely recognized it, because not long ago this thing was attached to the clothes of the gangsters.

"You, you…"

"I just drowned someone and set a fire," Bai Wei said with a courteous and affable smile, "you don't really think I'm a saintly good person, do you?"

Daizuke Nishimura trembled and recoiled in fear.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you think that way," Bai Wei said flatly, "I will break one of your bones first, and then slowly extract the answers I want to know. I used to work part-time in the Heretic Interrogation Society and I also subverted one of the former chief judges and one of the three heads of judgment… My personal interrogation skills were also obtained through passing the National Grade Eight Exam. It's been a long time since I've tried it. How about we start with dislocating some joints?"

Daizuke Nishimura's back head hit the wall as he shouted in terror, "Don't come over!"

He admitted, "I am Daizuke Nishimura, not Guan Tuoren!"

As he nodded to admit his identity, the question mark above his head straightened and turned into a light purple exclamation mark.

At the same time, the [??] entry was also unlocked and became labeled as [Tishieng].

[Tishieng: taking over everything, replacing life after death]

At the same time, a girl had already come to the vicinity of the seaside warehouse, looking around and searching for someone.

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