Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Fortunately, from the very beginning, Zheng Yi was not prepared to let Chao Zhanju behind him intervene in this battle between him and his mentor.

The hoodie made of ordinary materials quickly scorched and stinks when Jiang Zhenhua's body surface was scorching hot beyond the temperature of ordinary flames, and finally flipped and ignited a crimson flame, which was extremely eye-catching under the dim street lights.

From the perspective of Xiao Tang and others, it was as if the entire upper body was on fire after being splashed with gasoline.

However, even if the upper body was completely wrapped by the flames, Zheng Yi's body did not shake in the slightest.

He still clasped Jiang Zhenhua's deformed hands tightly and preciously, and resisted her majestic face with extraordinary colors like King Ming's anger.

If it weren't for the cracked stone brick pavement due to the wrestling between the two, it would look like two overly lifelike sculptures clinging together, interpreting the meaning of power and heat.

Wrapped in this flame, Zheng Yi can feel a lot.

Jiang Zhenhua's flame is hot enough, Zheng Yi's human skin can still feel the burning pain all over the skin in the molten fire that wraps around his body.

It was as if countless adults were piercing his upper body with tiny wooden toothpicks. The pain could not be called intense, but it actually bound his body.

But compared to these, Zheng Yi can hear more important things from those hands, from that face, and even from the pain caused by these flames.

【help me. 】

Zheng Yi opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to swallow the billowing flames on his body, and took a long breath of heat that would burn the throat of an ordinary person.

With a sudden force in both arms, Zheng Yi broke the stalemate between force and force.

In other words, he was about to respond to the call for help!

The balance was torn into pieces in an instant, and Jiang Zhenhua's strange power, which was comparable to that of ordinary large-scale construction machinery, seemed to have lost its effect in Zheng Yi's [human] palms.

The left and right separated arms were pulled down violently. At the same time, Zheng Yi's back was straightened back, and his entire forward leaning body returned to a standing posture as straight as a javelin.

Losing the fulcrum of the conflict between the heads, both arms were pulled down and forward, Jiang Zhenhua's center of gravity was destroyed by Zheng Yi in an instant, and the whole body was involuntarily pulled towards Zheng Yi's arms.

The fighting instinct that had burned away his rationality burst out at this moment. With a roar, Jiang Zhenhua slammed down his right leg heavily on the broken stone brick road that had begun to melt, trying to stabilize the center of gravity of his torso with this powerful and flexible step.

But instinct, after all, is no match for the fighting skills that have been accumulated after countless Asura battles.

This is not Jiang Zhenhua's instinctive response, but Zheng Yi's guiding Jiang Zhenhua's response.

In other words, this is Jiang Zhenhua's last step into the spider's web.

Zheng Yi's left leg, which he had been waiting for for a long time, kicked with a sharp lower section, and accurately hit Jiang Zhenhua's ankle with the sound of wind.

This blow neatly shattered Jiang Zhenhua's last intention to save the center of gravity of the torso. He had already leaned forward and turned his strong body to the right in mid-air, following Zheng Yi's control.

Instinctively, Jiang Zhenhua tried to grab Zheng Yi's hands, which was the only fulcrum she could find after being completely lifted off the ground.

And Zheng Yi had already made preparations.

As if trying to pull a drowning person out of the waves, Zheng Yi raised his arms, and directly lifted Jiang Zhenhua's huge body over two meters above his head with his arms clasped.

Afterwards, Jiang Zhenhua's vision turned the world upside down.

——She was smashed heavily into the ground.

In an instant, even Jiang Zhenhua, who is now manipulated by instinct, lost his mind due to the strong shock.

And this is exactly the moment Zheng Yi needs.

Withdrawing his right palm from the hand of Jiang Zhenhua who had lost his strength, the dinosaur coin on Zheng Yi's chest suddenly burst into a deep purple light.

These brilliance gathered in Zheng Yi's clenched right fist in the blink of an eye.

Sorry, Director Jiang.

Zheng Yi's fist fell straight towards the bright purple stone on Jiang Zhenhua's waist.

Pain is just a moment!

The fist hit, and the deep purple light concentrated on Zheng Yi's fist burst into bloom in an instant. They were like invisible things, and they quickly transformed into lustrous crystals like frozen ice.

Starting from that brilliant stone, it spread to every part of Jiang Zhenhua's body.

Although those flames on Jiang Zhenhua's body would still sway her body, as if she was unwilling to be frozen, but with Zheng Yi's almost continuous supply of frozen ice, they couldn't make waves at all.

It can be said that in the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhenhua's body was completely enclosed in the deep purple thick ice.

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After dinner the second

Chapter 44: Residual Temperature

"Um... woo woo..."

Good weight……

do i have a cold

The strange heaviness spreading over her limbs made Jiang Zhenhua frowned uncomfortably, and the warm and soft touch all over her body made her realize that she should be in a warm bed.

Feeling dizzy, Jiang Zhenhua rubbed her face subconsciously, curled up and twisted her waist to restore herself from lying on her side to lying flat on her back.

Thinking is like slowly rising from below the surface of the sea, the gradually clear consciousness makes Jiang Zhenhua instinctively open his still sleepy eyes to face the rising sun coming in from the window.

Into the eyes, is a pure white ceiling.

She blinked.

This is the unknown ceiling.

Immediately, the smell of disinfectant water penetrated into the nostrils, and the bed with a different touch was mixed with the strangeness in front of him, sweeping away the last remaining haze in Jiang Zhenhua's mind.

The memory was like a flood that opened the gate, rushing into her brain with a whistling, piercing her brain with sharp pain.

"Hey! I, I am..."

With his right hand twisting the brows that were unconsciously frowning because of the pain, Jiang Zhenhua supported the head of the bed with his left hand, and helped his body up little by little amidst the rustling of clothes and bedding.

At the same time, there seemed to be some kind of device to detect Jiang Zhenhua's physical state, and the melodious music sounded softly in Jiang Zhenhua's room.

The door of this ward, which Jiang Zhenhua looked more and more familiar to, was opened from the outside.

"Captain Li, Yuanyuan, I'm... hiss... it hurts."

"Xiao Jiang, don't worry, just take it easy and don't worry about what happened yesterday."

Lao Li's face was as calm as ever, and he didn't show too many emotional ups and downs when he saw Jiang Zhenhua wake up.

On the other hand, Xiao Tang, who was following behind, was carrying a bag in his hand. After seeing Jiang Zhenhua's aggrieved face because of the pain, he was obviously relieved.

The appearance of two familiar faces quickly calmed down Jiang Zhenhua's slightly nervous mood. She adjusted the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed.

Team Li didn't even find a chair, so he and Xiao Tang stood beside Jiang Zhenhua's hospital bed one behind the other.

"Captain Li, I remember that I seem to..."

In pain, Jiang Zhenhua recalled the scene before losing consciousness.

The feeling of losing control of the body and gradually being wrapped and melted by something hot seems to still remain in this body.

Originally, the memory had already been cut off when he once again punched the locust man who had lost his resistance, but now that he thought about it, at the end, he seemed to hear a voice so familiar that he almost burst into tears.

"I... I was..."

Looking at her hands, Jiang Zhenhua felt that there still seemed to be some kind of touch and warmth in the palms.

"...From the conclusion, you went berserk."

Xiao Tang didn't mean to hide anything, she looked seriously at Jiang Zhenhua who was frozen all over.

There was a moment of silence in the ward, and this confrontation-like silence lasted for about tens of seconds, before Jiang Zhenhua stiffly and slowly buried her face in her hands, and asked in a muffled voice, "I have hurt everyone in the team. ?"

That cautious, even vague tone of voice couldn't be concealed.

In response, Xiao Tang pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"No, you didn't hurt anyone other than the attacker. Maybe you didn't remember it yourself, but in the end you got yourself under control and you didn't do any harm."

"……real?"

"I have no need to lie to you."

Xiao Tang's words made Jiang Zhenhua's body relax visibly, she raised her face little by little, and looked at the smirking Lao Li and the expressionless Xiao Tang with her eyes through the gaps between the fingers covering her face.

"...You really didn't lie to me?"

Xiao Tang took off his glasses, and his rigid facial features moved helplessly: "If you don't get up again, you will be late—I remember you asked me to remind you before you acted last night, that you have your class in the third period in the morning."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhenhua subconsciously glanced at the clock in the ward.

"……what!"

The number displayed on it made Jiang Zhenhua jump up from under the quilt.

She kicked off the quilt nimbly and jumped on the bed.

"What should I do! Where are my clothes? Where are the car keys! This body---"

Pulling the hospital gown on his body, Jiang Zhenhua had a bitter face: "What should I do! I'm going to be late!"

"Oh... take it."

Throwing the bag in Jiang Zhenhua's arms, Xiao Tang put on his glasses again, and led Dui Li out, even Yu Xia glared at Jiang Zhenhua.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, and I'll take you to school."

Jiang Zhenhua, who didn't understand and was still a little dazed after speaking, strode out of the ward with Li Jianlong, and closed the door behind him.

Leaning outside the door, when the door is closed, it means that the outside conversation cannot be heard in the physical sense. As an intensive care unit, the sound insulation and sound absorption are naturally done very well.

At least in human form, it was impossible for Jiang Zhenhua to hear the conversation outside.

Xiao Tang let go of Dui Li's arm, and the expression on his face unnaturally revealed a real sense of relief.

"As I said in the previous four subjects, the energy mimicry produced by [Ascetic] just makes the power in Xiaojiang's body fall asleep forcibly, and will not cause sequelae or other burdens to Xiaojiang's body. After sleeping and waking up, there will be no problem. How about you? Can't you believe the conclusions of the four subjects? Keep her here all night."

"Didn't you stay here all night, Captain Li?"

Xiao Tang countered Li Jianlong's ridicule without showing any weakness.