Kamen Rider: I push the new world horizontally with my belt

The next day, Zhong Jiang returned to the fifth-class citizen area along the route on Jiaozi.

Yesterday, after communicating with Song Hongxin from the Colosseum, the man in black.

Zhong Jiang has a general understanding of the current situation.

The Colosseum can only send players who have participated in the fighting beast competition, and there are certain restrictions on the specifications and times of the competition, in order to restrict the Colosseum from sending its own men to the field, so as to meet the requirements of fairness.

Zhong Jiang went straight from a fifth-class citizen to a third-class citizen, and his origins can withstand investigation, so he meets the requirements of the Colosseum.

While speculating about the rules of the competition, he followed the route on Jiaozi to the Colosseum when he was reborn.

The road is still full of dilapidation and dilapidation. There are no children playing and laughing here, but only beggars kneeling on the ground begging for points.

At a glance, most of the beggars are children, and some are even missing arms and legs.

The greatest human nature is kindness. These children. No, it should be said that the parents behind these children are taking advantage of this, using the kindness in human hearts to earn tears and points.

"Big brother, please give me some points."

"Yes, please!"

"Please, I haven't eaten for a long time."

"I beg you."

Pedestrians on the road didn't even look at these children, obviously because they recognized their tricks at a glance, or the kindness in their hearts had been exploited to the bottom.

Disgusted.

Only Zhong Jiang walked slowly, and was immediately entangled by them.

What filled the immature voice was not joy, but fear—fear of death, fear of the future, fear of this world!

"Ah, no, he is a third-class citizen!"

Among the group of children was a sharp-eyed boy in ragged clothes who saw the badge of third-class citizen pinned to Zhong Jiang's chest.The faces of the rest of the people suddenly became panicked.

You know, they are the existence at the bottom of society.

If third-class citizens think they are in the way, they will not be punished by directly transforming and killing them.

Hearing the little boy's yell, everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

Then, they all knelt at Zhong Jiang's feet and begged for forgiveness.

Zhong Jiang didn't pay attention to them, his lips didn't even move, and the expression on his face didn't even have the slightest wave.

He went straight to the Colosseum.

The little boy who recognized the third-class citizen badge on his chest was more obvious than other children, because he directly pressed his head on the ground, trembling all over.

He was the one who yelled, so it is very likely that he was the first to die.

The fear of death hung over him.

The only thing he can pray for is that the other party can only break his own leg or arm.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected scolding and attack did not come.

Instead, there was a rustling sound above the head.

"It's a score card! It's a score card!"

Suddenly a child beside him yelled, and the boy's heart tightened when he heard it, thinking that he was done.

But when he also raised his head, he saw countless score papers floating in the sky.

The boy opened his arms tremblingly, embracing the score paper flying in the sky like embracing the sun, his face full of disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Zhong Jiang was leaving.

Not far away, Zhong Jiang kept waving one hand, as if saying no thanks.

After staying away from the group of begging children, Zhong Jiang suddenly felt light all over his body, as if an invisible burden had been lifted from his body at this moment.

Before walking to the Colosseum, Song Hongxin had been waiting at the door for a long time, and he was still wearing the black clothes he had seen the last time.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Mr. Zhong Jiang."

Zhong Jiang did not reply, but stretched out his hand to the side, meaning that the other party would lead the way.

But when the two were walking in, Zhong Jiang Yuguang suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Wait a moment!"

"What's wrong?" Song Hongxin was a little surprised by the sudden change, and asked quickly standing where he was.He saw Zhong Jiang suddenly running towards the alley beside him, so he also chased after him.

When Song Hongxin arrived, he saw Zhong Jiang squatting beside a dead body.

Looking at the corpse covered in the smell of animals, a trace of disgust appeared on his face, but since Zhong Jiang was here, it was difficult to show it.

"This guy often steals point coupons around the Colosseum. Not long ago, I heard that he suddenly had 1000 points in his point card, and many people attacked him. Looking at this, I'm afraid he has been dead for a few days. .”

Song Hongxin didn't have the slightest sympathy for the death of a little beggar who had no sense of existence.

In this fifth civic district, where even identity can be stripped away, hundreds of deaths occur every day.

Fighting is shown in the Colosseum every day——

Battle of armor and armor!

The fight between humans and humans!

The fight between animals and humans!

No matter what, no matter what, when a game is over, it must be accompanied by the loss of human life.

Song Hongxin has seen too many deaths, and now he is indifferent.

"Let's go, Lord Tibetan Fox has been waiting for us for a long time." He suggested to Zhong Jiang.

"Ah."

The only memories I got were Zhong Jiang's faint words.

The two left the alley.Not far from the alley is the majestic Colosseum, and there are continuous loud shouts from inside.

No one knew that someone lost his life in an alley not far from the Colosseum.

After entering the Colosseum, Zhong Jiang realized that the Beast Tournament was not held in this Colosseum, but a more advanced venue.

The two were directly teleported from the portal hidden under the Colosseum to the new venue, where the Tibetan fox had been waiting for a long time.

"Long time no see, Mr. Zhong Jiang." Tibetan Fox still followed two men in black cloaks, their thin arms made people look particularly uncomfortable, "It's up to you next."

"Next is my solo show?"

"Song Hongxin, who is following you, has already obtained a place to participate in the final beast competition. This time it is mainly for you."

After getting the answer he wanted, Zhong Jiang didn't speak anymore, he nodded and was about to leave, with a particularly indifferent expression.

Looking at the other party's expression, Tibetan Fox was a little puzzled.

"Oh, by the way, you must be more careful in this competition."

"Be careful of what?" Zhong Jiang asked back.

The Tibetan fox covered his face, hiding the whole face in the darkness. "As far as I know, other Colosseums in this area are greedy for this last spot, and they will probably join forces to deal with you alone."

"Don't worry," Zhong Jiang suddenly interrupted Tibetan Fox's words, "Those guys, I will take away their confidence one by one."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiang took a step forward and walked straight forward.

He could clearly feel that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him from the moment he appeared.He might have been worried before, but now.
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