Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

The sharp claws that seemed to be able to cut gold and iron, not only failed to penetrate Zheng Yi's skull, but even failed to cut the skin on Zheng Yi's forehead.

But Zheng Yi didn't show any joy to this meritorious counterattack.

He stared at the huge creature about two meters three in front of him, the expression on his face mixed with pain and guilt.

"I did imagine it...but I really don't want it to be such a bad development."

Gritting his teeth, Zheng Yi clenched his fists.

"What happened to you, Uncle Lin!"

The one who answered Zheng Yi's call was no longer the amiable and leisurely baritone in his memory.

It was the terrifying creature in front of him, covered with black and green scales, like a huge upright lizard, roaring with pain and anger.

——

"I've seen the hell, I can be entangled in work again after a meal!"

Just below 621, separated by a layer of ceiling and floor tiles, the three old people in 521 naturally listened to the strong movement within a few seconds.

Old Li slapped Grandpa Zhu, who seemed to be going back to his room to get something, towards the door.

"You bastard, you're still working hard to go to the front line after retirement? What's the matter with you!"

"Hey! Li Shanzhu, I—"

"Zhu San, evacuate immediately and evacuate other residents in the building."

Old man Liu, who arranged the personnel assignments through the communicator neatly and neatly, raised his head. At this time, he was always fighting against Li Jianlong, but he stood directly on Lao Li's side.

"Professional things are left to professional people. If you still know your position, follow the instructions."

"...Hey! You two hard-headed bastards, you won't be a little flexible when you get older!"

Grandpa Zhu stared and hopped his feet, turned around and rushed out of the room, yelling and cursing.

First, he kicked open the anti-theft door of the opposite door 522 without saying a word, and then quickly pulled out a young man with a dazed face, holding a bowl of instant noodles and wearing earphones on his head.

"Comrade Xiao Chen, hurry up! Go down with me and notify other residents! The upstairs is on fire! Hurry up!"

"Ah? Ah?! You'll always wait—hey! Uncle Zhu?! You'll wait—"

This little Chen just took off his earphones, and before he could figure out what happened, he was carried on his shoulder by Grandpa Zhu and rushed all the way down.

Immediately afterwards, on the fourth floor, there were two more vibrations of the anti-theft door being kicked open.

"This Zhu Laosan, how could he be so evacuated, and we will have to deal with the complaint letter later, so stubborn."

Hearing the gradually sinking noise downstairs, Lao Li curled his lips, glanced at the dusty ceiling, and touched the cigarette case in his chest.

"Did you bring the dead fox?"

"Only brought with me."

"Tsk, so you great dancing gods, you will collapse at the critical moment."

Old man Liu was noncommittal, he was always the type of reticent in battle.

Knowing this, Lao Li didn't care, he was just chattering.

Pulling off the collar and cuffs, Li Jianlong stared at the cracked ceiling: "You are in the entire prison on this floor, I will go up and kick down that unidentified Mai Tai thing, I don't need to teach you what to do afterwards, old fox, right? "

"It's better to worry about yourself first, Li Shanzhu."

This side has already started to squat down, took out two sandalwood boxes, a carving knife and a brush from his arms, and did not lift his head while chiseling and writing on the ground.

Li Jianlong smacked his lips.

"Try to control the situation before the little ones come, otherwise we will have nowhere to put our old bones—"

Having said that, Lao Li's burly body, which looked a little blessed, rushed out of the house with a turbulent flow, and jumped onto the corridor on the sixth floor stepping on the handrail of the stairs in two or three steps.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked open the anti-theft door of 621 without blinking.

"Super war situation search! Raise your hands to me!"

With a loud shout, facing the dark room, it took Lao Li about two or three seconds to see the scene clearly through the light in the corridor.

"...Aren't all of you people with mutant abilities getting angry lately?"

Look at the huge lizard man inside who was completely submerged in the tiled floor, struggling desperately.

And the motionless human figure pinching the lizardman's collarbone with one hand.

For a while, Lao Li didn't understand what happened.

But Zheng Yi, who had noticed Lao Li when he went upstairs, was not idle.

"Go to the back room! The second locked room on the right has an ordinary girl in it! Take her away!"

Just after Zheng Yi blurted out his words, he was suppressed by his subordinates. Uncle Lin, who had been acting like a wild beast, seemed to understand this sentence, and the strength of his struggle suddenly increased, so that the whole house seemed to start to shake.

Ps:

the second

It's Christmas tomorrow? (aware)

Ouch, I didn't even notice

good night

adios(?ω)★

Chapter 57: Zheng Yi is not a god

Lao Li didn't act immediately because of Zheng Yi's words.

Judging from the breath, there was indeed a weak and gentle breath in that room. Judging from the breathing frequency and intensity, it should be a young girl in a coma or deep sleep.

If he was thirty years younger and had less than ten years of work experience by the way, Li Jianlong, who was still a twenty-year-old boy, would definitely rush in to save someone when he heard that there was an ordinary person in there.

Maybe even when he just kicked open the door, he rushed up to help Zheng Yi smack the ground to see Uncle Lin in a lizard state who didn't look like a good person.

But it's different now.

Having dealt with all kinds of ghosts and monsters, Lao Li, who has eaten at least half of the thirty-six tricks, eats at least half of it, may be light.

Even though Zheng Yi's voice and expression reveal anxiety and subtle courage and sincerity that don't seem to be fake, Lao Li still prefers to use his own way to determine the situation in front of him.

After all, it's not that Lao Li has never suffered from the trick of pretending to be a victim, outstanding acting skills, and then waiting for an opportunity to attack.

only……

[Why is this man's voice so familiar? 】

While carefully adjusting his position, Lao Li moved from the gate where he might have to face two people from the left and right sides at the same time, into the living room that was almost torn apart due to the brief fight.

Hearing the shards of the glass coffee table under his feet, Lao Li walked around behind Zheng Yi. This is a good place to ensure that he only needs to face the offensive of one person at the first time, and can fully observe the movements of the two.

At the same time, this location is less than ten steps away from the room where Yong Wife is.

If there are ordinary citizens inside, Lao Li is sure to take the other party away safely.

Staring at Zheng Yi's back, Lao Li, who became more and more familiar with him, frowned.

I don't know if it's because he is close to the room where Yong's wife is, but Uncle Lin struggling under Zheng Yi's suppression becomes more and more manic. The movement of trying to get up again without hesitating to destroy the whole house is almost like Triggered an earthquake of small magnitude.

The whole house visibly shook.

"Li Shanzhu, are you a real pig? Be quieter, do you think it's easy to deal with the aftermath?"

Old man Liu's indifferent voice sounded in his ear, but Li Jianlong did not choke back immediately, but lowered his body slightly: "Fox, are you all right? How many are there?"

"...Aren't you fighting?"

"What's the meaning."

"On the board of the Fulong Array, it only shows you and an unrecorded Level B."

Li Jianlong understood why he felt the voice was familiar almost instantly.

Now in Lishi, it can be said that there is only one awakened person who can so easily suppress the physical strength of a mutant ability user, and who relies entirely on pure physical ability to do this.

In this way, the little girl in the room who is still in a coma under such circumstances is probably a real ordinary citizen.

With old man Liu's guarantee and his on-the-spot judgment, Li Jianlong no longer hesitated, and rushed towards the closed mahogany door.

Stretching out his hand on the stainless steel doorknob, the muscles on Lao Li's arm trembled slightly under the impetus of some invisible strange force, and the silent but precise and powerful vibration shattered the deadbolt stuck in the door frame.

With a casual push, Lao Li ran into the house where Yong Wife was hidden, accompanied by scattered metal fragments.

It seemed that Uncle Lin, who had been suppressed on the ground, was cornered.

"Ouch—"

It is difficult to describe this roar, and no animal roar that can be found from the common sense level can match it.

But the emotions contained in it can be perceived by anyone.

It was like a rattlesnake seeing an intruder enter its lair, or a lion noticing an insolent person. It was obviously a cold-blooded animal with a scaled body, but at the moment it was burning with anger like molten fire.

Uncle Lin suddenly opened his mouth with all his might to Zheng Yi who was directly above him.

A liquid mixed with a stench, like a high-pressure water gun, shot out from the depths of the mouth that could swallow Zheng Yi's entire upper body.

Like a sharp blade shaped by a beam of liquid, Zheng Yi tilted his head in an instant with almost zero distance to the attack that was coming towards his eyes.

The liquid sharp blade went straight up, cutting through the concrete poured ceiling without any hindrance, cutting off the steel structure embedded in it, and quickly spreading the corrosion area around the fracture.

The liquid passing over the ears and temples is obviously liquid, but there is still a kind of scorching heat in the air, like a fire passing through, and the fierce sound of tearing up the air flow lingers in Zheng Yi's ears.

Not only that, but the cut half of the jacket hood and mask were corroded and dissolved in the blink of an eye like sugar cubes thrown into boiling water.

The fibers first curled up as if they were scorched, and then they started to liquefy.

An eerie sweet smell is close at hand.

Feeling the slight tingling sensation on his cheek, Zheng Yi realized that this liquid should be highly corrosive and possibly toxic.

Raising his hand to tear off the hood and mask that were basically useless, Zheng Yi hesitated for a moment, after all, he didn't smash Uncle Lin's mandible with his hands.

Through the information obtained before, he knew that mutant awakened people may indeed go berserk like this in the early stages of awakening, and the reason is generally due to instinctive actions caused by a sense of crisis.