People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

Not long after hanging up the phone, Speedwagen took the initiative to contact Kurosaki Ji.

"One of those games is in the hands of our members!"

"Is this person reliable?"

"Reliable, he is our stand-in envoy who followed us very early on. He is old and has nothing to worry about except his wife and children on the bed and a little dream of his own. Don't worry about his betrayal."

"That's fine, bring him straight to my office in five minutes."

Cutting off the communication again, Kurosaki Tsutomu took off his shirt and turned into Diablo mode—he didn't intend to take off his vest.

5 minutes later.

"Ah, boss..."

"Don't be nervous, Inuganeki Manjiro, sit down and have some tea."

Who would have thought that pink hair is just a mask,

This eighteen-year-old boy has a thirty-year-old face.

"This is... "Brave! Continuous Hundred Nights of Heroes"..."

People are old and their hearts are not old, Inuganeki Manjiro.

"I bought this game cassette this morning. I plan to give it to my son who was born in secret marriage as a birthday present..."

Standing aside, Spidewagen covered his face with a top hat.

How can a father give 18 games as a birthday present to his children!

"But as soon as I got back to my residence, I realized that there was something wrong with this game cartridge. It contained a wonderful power!"

"Oh? Let's show it."

After obtaining Kurosaki Tsuji's permission, Inujinki Manjiro raised the game cassette and inserted it into his head.

Father Puqi called the expert directly.

The exciting bgm resounded throughout the office——

"What happened?

What happened?

What happened? "

In front of Kurosaki Tsuji's desk, Inuganeki Manjiro embraced the world with open arms, and his body shone with dazzling golden light.

Masaka...Kamen Rider?

In Kurosaki Ji's extremely expectant eyes, the bgm became strange.

"Golden ↗ gun ↘ does not ↗ fall ↘

Sustaining↗long↘increasing↗bigger↘——”

Pieces of black and red armor appeared, closely fitting Oni Manjiro's body.

"I am--

Kamen Rider: Seven Jiro One Night! "

Roaring up to the sky, Manjiro Inuganeki made a very handsome pose.

"Mr. Spietwagen, what are you laughing at?"

"That's your illusion."

"Yes."

Kurosaki Jiji had a serious face.

"We are all experienced stand-in messengers, no matter how funny it is, we will never laugh."

Chapter 202 The Eve of the Tide

Enthusiasm organizes headquarters·testing ground.

"Knight kick!"

The thighs wearing red boots swept across, and hit the iron plate hard with the force of Big Joe kicking his dick, cracks and smoke flew together.

"This strength is probably stronger than my [craft work], and it is already the standard of strength A."

Beside Kurosaki Ji, Sarai, a member of the personal guard, wiped away the cold sweat that did not exist.

He has seen Inujinki Manjiro's stand-in [White Beauty], although the [Manipulation of Human Hormone] ability is really powerful, but the force D speed C can't beat people at all.

Kurosaki Ji, who still maintained his pink-haired form, also nodded—this strength was almost catching up with his own body.

Dodging machine guns, fighting against blows, Inujinki Manjiro is not damaged at all, as majestic as an old Iron Man.

Next, is to test the inherent skills of the knight.

Facing the steel plate with a thickness of 10 centimeters, Inujinki Manjiro took a deep breath, stepped back with his left foot, concentrated his strength on his right arm, and faintly formed the appearance of a bloody drill bit!

"Seven Times in One Night, Electro-optical Dragon Drill!"

Through the trembling tempered glass, the scene in front of Kurosaki Tsuji reminded him of the vice-director of the medical department, Hikawa Steel.

"Boss! Latest information!"

Spietwagen hurried in.

"At present, we have found the whereabouts of some game cassettes."

After all, the Enthusiasm Organization controls the existence of the underworld in the Neon Country, and with the assistance of the Baixiu family, although it is a bit difficult to find a batch of scattered products, it is not difficult to go anywhere.

"Currently, no one seems to have discovered the wonders of these game cartridges except our enthusiastic organization."

Nonsense, generally who would put the game card on the forehead.

"But the Sigong family seems to be taking action,

According to our informant, each company under the name of Sigong Group has urgently decided to recruit a group of new talents, which may be related to this matter. "

"It's really not good news."

Whether as the boss of the Enthusiasm Organization or the Patriarch of the Baixiu Family, Kurosaki Jiji and Shinomiya Huangguang couldn't deal with it.

Although he gave more than half of the start-up funds for the establishment of the Passion Organization, this did not prevent Kurosaki Ji from scolding his mother when he learned that his property had been damaged.

The action of the Sigong family is so fast, so fast that it is abnormal, it can only explain one thing:

Someone in the Sigong family, maybe even Sigong Huang Guang himself, got the game cassette!

Damn, the organization is moving too slowly.

Fortunately, this game cassette seems to be bound to the user and cannot be forcibly taken away, otherwise Kurosaki Jiji would have imagined the scene of Shinomiya Huangguang driving a knight to run amok.

Moreover, the threshold for the use of this knight cassette seems to be very low, as long as it is inserted into the forehead, even the gray-haired old man Inujinki Manjiro can punch through the steel plate with a punch-although it is not as good as Mori Ran and Kyogoku Shin. The two are at the peak of their bodies, but they are also capable of dismantling tanks with bare hands.

There is more than one such knight.

"Next is the battle for talent. Our intelligence itself is far behind. Please work hard and try to find ways to collect as many knights as possible."

"Yes, boss."

——————————————The Scarlet King———————————————————

Chiyo Building, Minato, Tokyo.

"Is it something that was done by the Sigong Group again?"

In an inconspicuous office, a middle-aged man with brown hair and black eyes hugged his head and sighed on his desk—he was the president of のvol game company, Masamune Tan.

Although my company once exploded and was in the limelight for a while, it has long since declined due to the impact of the bubble economy. If it weren't for a group of staunch old fans, I would not even be able to keep this office.

However, with the suppression of other major brands and the guidance of the trend, more and more players no longer pay attention to the plot and hidden stories of Butter, and instead start to pursue strange, even perverted plots. Everything else is shit.

Tan Zhengzong's hard-polished butter began to be ignored.

I work hard to create high-quality butter for you, have you paid attention to it!

No!You only think about Social Security!

At this time, the Sigong Group did not know what kind of trend it was, and insisted on acquiring its own company, but was rejected by Tan Zhengzong.

"Please go back, I will not allow the のvol logo to appear on those crude margarines whose producers are still virgins."

The trademark of のvol is a mirror, which was specially made by Tan Zhengzong's grandfather, and has a very high reflectivity.

のvol is love in the mirror, which symbolizes Tan Masamune’s dream——

"Natsu no Aki-kun, Eiji Tamura's head, Kato Sparrow,"

In the second year of high school, he was still wearing glasses and excitedly announced to his three good friends.

"Let's create the best Eighteen games together!"

It was a glorious time of hardships...

Originally, I thought about working honestly until I died, and then asked my son to sell the company in the will, but...

I'm really not reconciled.....

Turning his head, there seemed to be something glistening in some cloudy tears.

On the bookshelf, a box of worn-out game cassettes flickered and flew into Tan Zhengzong's hands in a daze.

That was...the first game the four of us built....

"Passerby Male Lead: 18 Centimeters per Second".

The cassette bounced up amidst the astonished eyes, and it was directly inserted into the middle-aged man's head.

"The knight of Yutian, engraved with the chronicle, now is the time of trial—"

The powerful BGM sounded, and the black and gold armor was combined with Tan Zhengzong.

"The second hand is turning! Deep♂deep♂dark!

Try it a little!Hole ♂ hole ♂ dark!

Kamen Rider · Passerby hero! "

Close your eyes, feel your own strength, Tan Zhengzong feels that you are as big as a greyhound.

"Although the name doesn't reflect the strength of my ability at all, but this name does match my invincible ability.

after all--"

A suppressed sneer came from the helmet.

"In fanbooks, passers-by are often the real protagonists, aren't they?"

————————————The Scarlet King—————————————

"I'm back—Lucifer, are you still lying down?"

"It's not you bastard..."

Hell · Thistle Demon Mansion.

Lucifer still lay motionless on the bed, ignoring Kurosaki Jiji's hand eating tofu, since he ate it all anyway.

"I'll make you something to eat later—little ones, take today's ingredients to the kitchen!"

After all, she is her own queen, so what's wrong with making a dish for her as my dear Anada.

Putting on an apron and walking into the kitchen, Kurosaki Ji watched the ingredients being brought in by the statues.

"What a big two bastards...why is that male's eyes so strange? Can monsters have such intelligence?"

Unaware of Polulev's transformation into a turtle, Kurosaki Thistle's eyes wandered back and forth between him and his wife.

Under Polulev's eyes of grief and rejoicing, Kurosaki Ji took out the female tortoise next to him.

"The female one is bigger, and the male one should be raised and saved for next time.

Little ones, peel off the turtle shell, and then bring the Chinese medicine I bought before. By the way, where is the biggest pot at home? "

two hours later.

"Open your mouth, Your Majesty."