Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

He lightly tapped Zheng Yi's left wrist that was caught in her neck with the back of the knife, and there was no human expression on that face that was as different from Zheng Yi's.

But Zheng Yi seemed to be able to see the other party smiling.

"When you start, you have to be the same as the concubine, be more agile."

"...There are only two kinds of people who talk about fate. Those who don't believe in fate at all, and those who blame everything on fate."

"Miss Samurai."

Zheng Yi's palm suddenly exerted force.

Without a trace of hesitation, the solid bones that can crack even steel are no more tenacious than biscuits in Zheng Yi's palm, and the crisp cracking sound and the tearing sound of flesh and blood sounded at the same time.

The body, about two meters tall, slowly began to bend from the abdomen. First, the lower body without support fell to the ground because of the soft muscles, and then with the loosening of Zheng Yi's right palm, the upper body was along Zheng Yi's body. The right arm slipped and fell to the ground.

"You don't believe in fate, why should you believe in a false god..."

Looking at the head held in the palm of his left hand, Zheng Yi murmured in a low voice.

As if to answer Zheng Yi's question, a crimson flame burned in his head without warning.

No, not just the head.

The remnant body lying on the ground, and even the broken blade, quietly burned the same crimson fire.

This was not done by Zheng Yi.

In other words, this is actually the real reason why Zheng Yi finally made up his mind to kill her.

At the moment of the confrontation, the moment his hands pierced the opponent's body, Zheng Yi noticed the changes in her body.

It was an act of concentrating all the mixed forces in the body, including life energy, towards a certain place in the chest cavity.

With such a rough and random energy confinement, unless the opponent has the corresponding skills to use it outside the body to attack, Zheng Yi really can't think of any intention other than self-destruct.

Whether it is the former or the latter, Zheng Yi can be sure that, as the releaser, she will only have a dead end.

The difference is nothing more than dying from exhaustion and dying from bursting.

Once released successfully, Zheng Yi estimates that the power of the explosion or attack may be enough to radiate every inch of land within a radius of one kilometer.

There are many ways to cut off this danger, but in the final analysis there are actually two.

Save her, and kill her.

For Zheng Yi, hopelessness can be divided into two types.

One is that, like the pure white evolution high priest dealt with before, only those who can punish with fists.

Second, like this lady warrior whose name he didn't know until his death, like that Thunder Emperor who used to be, someone who has already made up his mind for righteousness.

From his standpoint, both are hopeless.

Guarding this kind of thing is itself trampling on another kind of guarding.

Zheng Yi, after all, could not save her.

"Sacrifice yourself for righteousness..."

I can't punish you for those people you killed, and I'm not qualified to say for them that you can be forgiven and relieved after dying like this. Presumably if there is hell, you can only go there after death, Miss Warrior.

But at least, you don't have to be afraid of pain anymore.

Seeing the little sparks in his palm fly away with the scorching summer wind, Zheng Yi slowly closed his fists.

The mixed energy of the main body that might cause the explosion was devoured by Zheng Yi, and the power remaining in Miss Warrior's body tissue during the re-gathering process burned blazingly, completely swallowing up the last trace of her.

"..."

Witnessing everything, the taxi pulled away the driver, took off Decade's armor, and walked to Zheng Yi's side.

He patted Zheng Yi's shoulder lightly.

"Did you drink the old man's coffee? Last time you walked fast, I didn't have a chance to let you taste it."

He could hear the sound of various engines rapidly approaching here, and Zheng Yi, who knew that this place was not suitable for staying for a long time, returned to his human form, turned his face and pressed the brim of his hat, and smiled at Shi Shi.

"Then, buy me a drink now, Mr. Shi."

PS:

stand determines their own justice

the second

End

adios(ノω.)ノ))☆..

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After a lapse of nearly half an hour, Hase Toru still couldn't calm down. In his opinion, today is definitely the most unlucky day in his [-]-year life.

The interview in the morning was filled with harsh but hard-to-refute words by the interviewer, and it fell through.

For the interview, the haircut that was carefully prepared early in the morning and the well-fitting suit that he bought again did not save him anything, but he was able to stand in the [-]-degree outdoor poisonous sun, making him look like a pigeon that did not lose its feathers Sweating like being thrown into a steamer.

Just thinking that maybe the interview in the afternoon might be successful, while walking in the midday sun in a park with almost no one on the way to the next place, while eating the heated instant rice balls bought at the convenience store, but because of Milk, who didn't pay attention to the date in the morning, had a stomachache, so he had to go to the public toilet in this sweltering weather.

Thinking about air-conditioning, thinking about cold drinks, holding the mobile phone and wanting to complain about today's embarrassment on the personal homepage, but after squatting for a while, a series of inexplicable movements came from outside.

It was as crisp and clanging as if some kind of metal was beating each other, and some men's shouts were mixed in from time to time.

At first, he felt a little annoyed by the movement, but he just thought that it was just a construction outside... until he heard a series of violent cracking sounds and some kind of indescribable sound.

No, it's actually not difficult to describe, it's just that Chang Gu couldn't believe his own judgment——

"So, sir! I'm really not talking nonsense!"

Sitting in a small room with the curtains drawn, a long table, three chairs, and a big lamp, facing two middle-aged men with expressionless faces, Hase never thought that one day he would be able to experience a movie And the treatment of criminals in TV dramas.

Although he was not handcuffed, facing these two silent men whose biceps alone seemed to be half the size of his own head, and who stretched a suit like they were about to explode, Hase really didn't know Apart from the facts and wanting to cry, what else can I do.

Although he was a bit lazy and rarely worked hard when he was a student, Chang Gu has always been the kind of docile child who has no sense of existence.

He didn't even talk to the dean twice, let alone this kind of battle.

"You mean, you want us to believe that the gunshots that erupted in Nagano Central Park and the traces of the fight at the scene were due to Kamen Rider Decade fighting an insect monster that you don't remember..."

The man sitting on the left put down the testimony notebook in his hand, and stared at the trembling Hase Toru with indifferent eyes: "Do you believe this kind of thing?"

Hase Toru almost really wanted to cry.

"Sir, I don't believe it... But what I said is the truth... I only saw this!"

"Hase Toru, [-] years old, male, unemployed, from your consumption records and medical records, there is no record of bad illegal habits or mental illness."

The man sitting on the right flipped through the folders spread out in front of him.

Hase Toru's cooperation in this way is not unrelated to the fact that when he came up, he saw this file that fished out all the information about what color underwear he bought from birth to now.

"In other words, are you serious about providing this testimony?"

"You two have asked me for the third time... I really didn't lie to you!"

Seeing the tears in the eyes of such an adult man, the two middle-aged men looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

Based on their experience, they can already be sure that the young man in front of him has really said everything he can say.Even though it sounds messy and unrealistic, but without considering the young man's hypnosis or memory modification, from the conclusion, he is not lying.

But... Could it be that the two brothers really submitted such a thing?

A Kamen Rider and a weirdo had a fight in Central Park, almost hurting ordinary citizens, and before the fight, they deliberately disposed of all the cameras in Nagano Central Park?

You are the boss, you see, you won't kick the submitter's ass in the first place?

Even with supernatural elements included, the testimony seemed a bit too childish in the eyes of the brothers.

Fortunately, when the two brothers looked at each other silently, Hase Toru was even more panicked because of this, the door of the interrogation room opened.

"Okay, okay, he didn't lie, didn't you see it? Tell him to go back early, what time is it, you don't even give him pork chop rice, and you still want someone to tell the truth?"

"With a young master."

The two brothers spoke at the same time, stood up and prepared to salute Tsuchimikado who entered the interrogation room, but was stopped by him raising his hand.

Seeing this young man who can make two terrifying men follow suit, Hase Toru suppressed his desire to yell and beg for mercy, lowered his head, and looked at this man who was actually about the same age as himself with some pleading .

It can't be his fault. Anyone who was fine in the bureau would feel panic to some extent when suddenly a group of strong men rushed in, put on hoods, and were transferred to an unknown place in the dark.

Hase Toru is just an ordinary person, not a predator, and it is rare to be able to maintain a certain rationality like this.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here, it means you can go home."

When the voice fell to the ground, without waiting for Toru Hase to react, Tsuchimikado and Kazuki stretched out his hand, and a white shadow flew past, directly stabbing Toru Hase's chest.

It was a white talisman, pasted on Hase Toru's clothes.

Immediately, Hase Toru, who was suppressing fear just now, stared blankly, rolled his eyes, slammed his head on the table, made a loud noise and was unresponsive.

"Okay, the old program, I don't need to say more, remember to be quick, Dream Heart Ape is convenient, but if the sense of violation is too serious, he may still realize it."

"Yes!"

One of the two brothers went up and picked up the unconscious Hase Toru and strode out of the interrogation room, while the other came to Tsuchiyamen Yoichi with some guilt: "Young Master Yuyi, that kind of testimony is really..."

"In today's world, is it unreasonable to have one more Kamen Rider and a weirdo?"

The smile on Tsuchimikado Yoichi's face slowly faded: "Block the news, check the entire Nagano Central Park generation for me, related products... All the personnel of Kamen Rider Decade are placed where we can see it, what do you want?" Do it, don’t you need me to teach you one by one?”

"Yes!"

The man did not dare to neglect, and left the interrogation room with Tsuchimikado Yoichi's permission.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, hooking the door with one foot, and pulling up the glare desk lamp in the interrogation room alone, Tsuchimikado rubbed the eyebrows between the eyes of Tsuchimikado and the illuminated white ceiling.

"What the hell are those mentally retarded in the Ministry of Defense thinking... It's fine to lick the ass of the United Federation of Nations, but now they even want to taste the boots of the pure white evolution?"

Mumbling words only he could hear, Tsuchimikado Yoichi let out a long sigh.

"Sister, are you really okay..."

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"There is not much time, so I will make a long story short."