Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Three tall but different figures slowly stepped out of the chaos of the wall.

At the same time, the announcer who spoke clearly also introduced the three knights who appeared in his upbeat tone.

SUPER ONE.

V3.

BLACK.

Across the barriers of time and space, three heroes of the Showa era stand side by side.

Compared with Heisei Fang, who showed a rather discordant atmosphere before the start of the fight, Senior Showa did not communicate with each other even once, except for polite self-reporting when he appeared on the stage.

But even at a distance of more than ten meters, the Heisei trio on this side can still feel a clear sense of oppression.

Even though he was facing three people, it seemed as if he was facing an overly large individual.

Murderous intent and fighting will are as tacit as hands and feet, it can be described as a wordless unity.

There is no need for anyone to remind, the same Shura field that has crossed many worlds, Shi Shi, Haidong and Onodera, the three of them immediately put away their tiny slack.

"It's coming."

Pulling out the card, Shi said in a deep voice.

However, Haidong suddenly interjected at this moment, in a daze to take away the fighting atmosphere that the three of them had finally created in silence.

"Ah, I want to ask a question before the fight, sir."

"..."

Rolling his eyes with a cold face, Shi Shi clenched his teeth and said without looking back: "If you want to ask, just ask."

"You really think about it?"

The scholar froze, but he didn't immediately answer Haidong's seemingly inexplicable question.

Standing next to the two of them, and seeing the changes in their expressions at the same time, Onodera stared blankly and asked, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Hearing this, the scholar responded with a cold brow.

"It has nothing to do with you, Haidong."

"Okay, okay, kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and I'm really out of my mind that I want to sell you a favor once in a while."

Shrugging his shoulders, he seemed to have expected Shi's reaction long ago, even facing the cold voice like a cold front, Haidong also raised his hand and pulled out his card.

"Then deal with what's in front of you first."

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see you around eight

adios(?ω)★

Chapter No.16: Summer citrus, you can eat food randomly, but you can’t talk nonsense

The process and result of three-on-three are not different from the original work.

In the middle of the fight, Haidong contributed a wave of indiscriminate shots and ran away neatly.

In order to protect the fighters, Onodera forcibly ate a black shot of RIDER KICK and exited the transformation state and was considered eliminated.

In the end, Brother Xiao Ming succeeded in counter-killing with one against three.

Zheng Yi, as one of the witnesses who watched the whole process, couldn't help but sigh that the seniors really have a certain quality in acting.

At least if it wasn't for those who were careful in advance, I'm afraid they really didn't realize that the three seniors of the Showa group didn't use knight kicks when they took off, but ordinary flying kicks without skills.

"Okay, it's time for me to finish."

Zheng Yi stood up and patted the folds on the thigh material.

He also quite likes this black tunic suit, the fabric is soft and warm, and it fits well in autumn and winter.

"Alas!"

"Ah? No need to go?"

Zheng Yi looked blankly at the white coat who approached him: "Why? Those three are obviously still alive?"

"Alas."

"Do you want me to stay and participate in the next overhaul card resurrection ceremony?"

Do you pay so much attention to formalism?

He glanced hesitantly at the three Showa seniors who were helping each other to stand up on the big screen. Zheng Yi didn't really want to fight these three. To be honest, it is of course possible for these three to survive safely without fighting. at last.

After all, if he really fights, he has to find a way to act so as not to be seen through. Up to now, Zheng Yi only feels that he has used all his acting skills in the past ten years.

He would hesitate, mainly because he was worried that if the [aftermath] work was not done by him, and Daxiuka sent other weirdos there, something would happen.

"Will everyone be there?"

"Alas!"

"That's right, that's it."

Looking at Brother Xiao Ming who was putting on a sad expression on the big screen, knowing that there might be another famous scene next, Zheng Yi rubbed his cheeks.

"Masters, follow me to the conference hall. Oh, by the way, leave a person to handle the integration and collection of data, and leave it to you, no problem?"

Zheng Yi smiled and patted the shoulder of the white coat next to him.

"Alas!"

"Very well, then everyone, let's go."

Seeing the combatants exit the gate in an orderly manner, Zheng Yi, as the last person to leave except for the white coat, stood at the gate and was about to close the gate.

However, just as the door was about to be completely closed, Zheng Yi suddenly poked his head in and smiled at the white coat working in front of the instrument.

"That little bear apron is pretty cute, tell me where you bought it next time, and I'll buy one for later use."

After finishing speaking, he drew his head back, and without waiting for any reaction from the white coat inside, he turned his hand to completely close the door, turned around and walked towards the meeting hall.

At the same time, the shaking started.

——

When Zheng Yi arrived, the meeting hall was already full of ghosts and monsters.

Gulangji, Unknown, Mirror Beast, Fangire...

Traditional Shuka, Kidton, Golgom...

From the Showa era to the Heisei era, the top-ranked monster organizations and powerful monsters can basically be seen here, and the lineup is far more luxurious than the monster lineup that appeared in the final battle of the original work.

And in the middle of this group of monsters, stared at by all kinds of strange faces, and threatened twice from time to time, it was Onodera and Xia Mikan who looked nervous and bewildered.

As for the Hell Ambassador and Dr. Death, these two comedians have already stood up.Judging from Xia Mikan's completely out-of-condition expression, I'm afraid she hasn't woken up from the shock of her grandfather turning into a villain in a blink of an eye.

Holding up the selected stainless steel mug in his hand, Dr. Death raised his head solemnly.

"Cheers to the great leader!"

Therefore, Zheng Yi, who was also in the form of a human being but suddenly burst out from the entrance at such a time, became extremely conspicuous.

"..."

"..."

"Huh? Huh? Sora, Mr. Kujo is the big boss?!"

No, no, Xia Mikan, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately.

I think that as an elder brother, I have done a good job, and I can't bear the branch line of betraying relatives.

Waving with all his strength, Zheng Yi shook his head with a smile on his face: "It's not me, it's not me, I can't be the big leader."

"The sun never sets, you are late."

Staring at Zheng Yi, who was full of life, the ambassador of hell frowned.

It wasn't the first time that he felt that this guy was out of tune with the entire overhaul card. Although the brutality of the fighting style was second to none even in the organization, he couldn't get used to the kind of gentle temperament that was not fake under normal circumstances.

In the decision-making level of the entire overhaul card, except for Yingyue, he is probably the Hell Ambassador who dislikes Zheng Yi the most.Both of them may disdain to make Zheng Yi wear small shoes to find trouble and use some indecent methods, but the ambassador of hell is just like his real body, who often seizes the opportunity and will not give up easily.

Sensing the meaning in the Hell Ambassador's words, Zheng Yi raised his brows sharply. He twitched the helpless smiles at Xia Mikan and Onodera before showing a kind smile to the Hell Ambassador.

"Really? Ambassador of Hell, do you want to teach the big boss how to keep time after you have finished teaching me?"

"What did you say?!"

The already irritable Hell Ambassador's eyes were wide open, and he wanted to beat Xia Mikan and Onodera to beat Zheng Yi with the whip.

But before he had time to take two steps, he was stopped by Dr. Death with a stick.

"Doctor Death, what do you mean?"

Facing the ambassador of hell with blue scales faintly appearing on his cheeks, Dr. Death just glanced at him calmly, and then set his eyes on the spiral staircase in the middle of the hall.

"In front of the big boss, don't make mistakes."

"Thank you, Dr. Death."

Following the deep voice of Dr. Death, a young and somewhat frivolous voice came from the spiral staircase.

Like an imperial order with a deep meaning, the weird people in the whole hall immediately showed a submissive attitude, left and right, up and down, like four rows of honor guards placed horizontally in front of the red carpet of the throne, raising their arms high in response to the arrival of the visitors.

Even the Hell Ambassador, who was still angry just now, did not give up much. Even as the one with the loudest voice just now, when he responded, his movements were a little more panic and nervous.

Only Zheng Yi tilted his head quietly, neither made a sound nor raised his hand, but just watched the young man pacing down the spiral ladder silently.

As if they could no longer express any more shocking emotions, Onodera and Xia Mikan, who had stiff faces, strolled in the garden surrounded by demons and ghosts who could kill people with every gesture, and climbed up the steps in front of the throne. As soon as he turned around, he naturally sat upright on the high seat that symbolized the chief.

"Welcome to Daxiu Ka, Yusuke, Xia Mikan."

"why……"