New World: I became a Kamen Rider!

"Here…"

The other end of the phone gritted his teeth, "Okay, Brother Cao, don't worry, I'll take care of this!"

beep!

Cao Sheng hung up the phone directly. Of course, he has other ways to deal with his daily expenses.

But to communicate with this group of people, you need a different look.

Not long after, a message was sent.

Cao Sheng took the dv, picked up the magenta schoolbag, and rode his bicycle out again.

Liu Xiaoyuan, home 2 residential area.

Both parents are factory workers and honest people with no bad hobbies. The biggest wish of the two elders is that Liu Xiaoyuan can be admitted to an ordinary university.

Find an ordinary job in a mountain city, and spend your life in peace and stability like this.

But now, their son, is dead.

Cao Sheng came to the door of Liu Xiaoyuan's house, looked at the rusty iron gate, and looked at the dv in his hand.

After hesitating for a long time, he never knocked on the door in front of him.

"Boy, I didn't realize that you are quite kind."

A familiar voice sounded, Cao Sheng turned around abruptly, and saw Song Chengfang coming here at some point.

At this time, Song Chengfang had already tidied up, but when meeting him for the first time, his hair did lose a lot.

Song Chengfang came to Cao Sheng's side and took the dv with his hand.

"But kindness is not a good thing in this world."

Dangdang.

Song Chengfang said, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

Chapter 7 New World

10 minutes passed.

There was still no response from the door.

Song Chengfang scratched his head, with a puzzled look on his face: "Hey, why haven't you opened the door yet? Could it be that he fell asleep?"

"It's working time now, and his parents are not at home."

Cao Sheng on the side spoke quietly.

Immediately, Song Chengfang's face became a little stiff, "Ahaha, hell, I know, I'm not..."

"You know that no one is at home, so why are you hanging around here!"

Song Chengfang looked at Cao Sheng angrily. This kid looked at him knocking on the door for so long, playing a monkey!

"I'm wondering where to put the dv so that it won't be stolen."

Cao Sheng curled his lips and looked at Song Chengfang.

"But why did you come?"

Song Chengfang looked sad: "Hey, this matter is a long story..."

"Then stop talking."

Cao Sheng shrugged, took the dv back from Song Chengfang's hand, and walked in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Song Chengfang turned his head quickly, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Why doesn't this kid play cards according to common sense!

Song Chengfang ran to Cao Sheng's side and said, "Boy, what are you... Where did Kamen Rider's power come from?"

"This type of polluting energy, I don't seem to have seen it before."

"Didn't you see it now?" Cao Sheng didn't look back.

"You boy! You..."

I will endure!

Song Chengfang gritted his teeth, and said with a smile: "My old Song has seen too many people like you who gain power by chance..."

"That's not much of me." Cao Sheng interjected.

Oh, I can bear it.

"It is good to have power, but it must be used in the right place. Didn't you also say that you want to serve the people? We need talents like you. Don't worry, I will provide food and shelter..."

"Pack slices?" Cao Sheng stopped and looked at Song Chengfang playfully.

Song Chengfang was so choked that he couldn't speak, "You boy, why is it so difficult to communicate, who do you think I am, old Song!"

"So, can you guarantee that I won't be sliced?" Cao asked again.

"I…"

Song Chengfang's expression softened, and he was speechless for a while.

"Ah."

Cao Sheng chuckled and unlocked the bicycle.

Song Chengfang became anxious, and quickly said: "I believe that my old Song will not misunderstand the person, you are definitely a talent!"

"I can guarantee your safety. Even if I die, my old Song will definitely die before you!"

"You'd better keep it and tell others."

Cao Sheng answered, got on his small bicycle, and was about to leave.

Song Chengfang grabbed him suddenly, and Cao Sheng became a little impatient.

Turning around, I saw Song Chengfang saying seriously: "Don't worry, Liu Xiaoyuan's parents will give them an explanation. Their son is a good boy."

"As for DV, you can leave it to me. It's more convenient for me to handle this kind of thing in the Security Division."

"Just don't let their parents see... this kind of thing, they've suffered enough."

Snapped!

Cao Sheng handed the dv to Song Chengfang, "Then please take good care of his parents. You should still have this right in the security department."

"If anything happens, I won't let you go."

After finishing speaking, Cao Sheng took off Song Chengfang's hand, and rode away on a bicycle.

Song Chengfang was taken aback by his words.

"Hey, it's still so hard to go through the back door."

Looking at the dv in his hand, Song Chengfang chuckled lightly.

"This boy is not in any danger, but he needs to be guided more, so don't go the wrong way."

In a street with flashing neon lights, people of all colors came and went, and riots broke out from time to time.

Cao Sheng rode his bicycle and arrived at the entrance of a karaoke hall with ease.

When the doorman at the door saw it, he bowed and trotted to Cao Sheng's side, and said flatteringly, "Brother Cao, you're here!"

"Brother Hu is already waiting for you inside, just leave your throne to me, and I guarantee that the paint will not fall off!"

"Ah."

Cao Sheng walked into the karaoke hall with a blank expression. The sound of the music inside was loud, and under the colorful lights, everyone had a look of madness on their faces.

Under the dazzling lights, it releases its mediocre self.

Not long after Cao Sheng walked in, a tattooed man with pigtails came over respectfully and took him to the darkroom beside him.

The darkroom was extremely quiet, completely isolating the sounds from outside.

"Brother Cao is here!"

A man wearing a plus-size suit, with a fat body and a round older than Cao Sheng walked over excitedly.

"You came here just in time, those bastards are inside, it's a matter of minutes for you, and it won't waste your time."

Cao Sheng glanced at him, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Old Hu, people have forced people to come home. It's not as simple as you said, is it?"

"Look what you said!"

Old Hu smiled embarrassingly, "It's not a big deal, it's just that a group of desperate boys have appeared recently. There are old and young on my side, so I don't dare to play around."

"Oh, add money."

After Cao Sheng left a sentence, he walked towards the room skillfully.

There were five people sitting in the room, and the other four were smoking and playing cards, as if they were at home.

There is another one sitting on Lao Hu's luxurious leather chair. The old god has his eyes closed, but the red hair is particularly eye-catching.

After entering, Cao Sheng looked at a few people, who seemed to be about the same age as him, and they were all young people.

Seeing Cao Sheng come in, the people inside were overjoyed.

"Where did you come from? Are you tired of working?"

"Couldn't it be Hu Beibei, that old bastard who came here to die?"

"Hey, I think this kid looks handsome, Xiao Liu, don't you want to teach me?"

Whoa!

Several people laughed wretchedly, they really didn't take Cao Sheng seriously.

At this time, the red-haired man stood up suddenly, and the rest of the people fell silent.

Hong Mao came to Cao Sheng and looked at him with a cold face.