Kamen Rider in Super Seminary

Chapter 112 The Last Lucky Clover

As night falls, the Lucky Clover Bar is very deserted late at night.

The water curtain used as decoration was roughly broken by Chuan Chuan, and overlapped again, smashed again, and overlapped again.

"It's so inferior, can you become a lucky clover?"

The leather shoes were polished brightly, her short hair was carefully groomed, she was wearing a well-fitting suit, her left hand was holding the wrist of her right hand, and she was constantly turning herself to be her right hand.

"What are you doing here?"

At this time, Chuan has completely lost the calmness of the past and the elegant gentleman of the past. The collection of poems originally used as a pretense was torn to pieces by his own hands, and the scattered pages of the book were scattered all over the floor.

The neatly arranged wine cabinets that were taken care of by Kageyama did not have a single full bottle of wine, and shattered and splashed glass shards spread all over the bar.

The four seats neatly lined up next to the bar are all down on the ground now, and some were interrupted from the middle, breaking into two pieces.

Zhuo Ruo himself was clasping his knees with his hands, crouching in the shadow corner behind the last seat in the bar, holding his head and wailing in pain for a day, even throwing the glasses hanging on his eyes where he didn't know.

"What am I here for? Think about it, as a lucky four-leaf clover, you have really disgraced our brain group."

The look of disgust was undisguised, and Murakami didn't want to step into this messy bar again, standing outside a pile of debris, looking down at the embarrassing thinking.

"Kitazaki, Kitazaki will avenge us."

Zhuomo raised his head and glanced at Murakami. If the look of disgust and disgust had come from before, he would probably have exploded already, jumping up to fight against Murakami.

However, the current thinking has been completely cast out of the shadow of my heart.

Originally, he had already had a certain psychological shadow on the knight after being beaten violently by Cao Jia. Later, he saw Wu Ming kill several Oefinos one after another. That kind of terrifying momentum made him almost breathless at that time. angry.

Although I don't know why the red knight let him go, but now I have completely feared the knight.

He has been in this bar for two full days, and he has never stepped out of it.

Not eating, not drinking, not moving even a step, huddled in the corner, except for crying in pain, just trembling constantly, rubbing his body with his hands, trying to use this action to bring even pain to himself. a little warm.

He didn't dare to sleep, didn't dare to close his eyes, he was afraid of seeing that terrible demon in his dream, seeing the thunder-like attack from Nine Heavens, dreaming that he was blown into ashes by that incomparable attack.

He didn't even dare to close his eyes, he was afraid that when he opened them, his eyes would be like an ax shining with thunder.

His staring eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his messy and greasy hair, because of the crazy vent before, the clothes soaked with wine were sticky to his skin, less than a week had passed since the battle, thinking about it become more unbearable than ever.

"Kitaki? Kitazaki is dead, he died at the hands of the knight."

Murakami smiled mockingly, walked carefully past the debris and broken leg in the aisle, and took a few steps forward so that his mocking voice could be heard clearly.

"What?! Impossible, Kitazaki won't die, won't die!!"

For a moment, Takumo almost stood up, but he still moved forward a few steps, staring at the elegant and calm Murakami with his red eyes.

"How could Kitazaki die? No, no, no!!"

His eyes were full of disbelief, and he held his head in his hands, shaking wildly. He couldn't believe the bad news, and he didn't want to believe it.

"How could he die? No, Kitazaki is so powerful. How could it be?"

What does Kitazaki represent?Kitaki represents the pinnacle of Eufino, the strongest of the Lucky Clover, and the last hope of pondering.

No matter how much I don’t like Kitaki, no matter how much I hate, loathe or even fear Kitaki, in my heart, I still regard Kitaki as my last hope when I am in despair.

All of them can see the strength of Kitazaki. He usually looks like a nasty brat. He is powerful, do whatever he wants, arrogant, unscrupulous, and do whatever he wants. All the shortcomings of ordinary adolescent boys can be seen in Kitazaki.

What's more, Kitazaki possessed an incomparably stronger force than ordinary boys.

Kitazaki's power is so strong that even his teenage mind can't control it, that's why everything he touches will turn into sand, whether it's glass, flowers, trees, or even people, as long as Kitazaki touches it, It will instantly collapse into a mass of ashes.

Of course, whether it can be controlled freely is still open to question. Maybe Kitazaki has been able to control it a long time ago, just to see the funny expressions that others show when they are afraid, afraid, and afraid.

"This is the truth, Mr. Zhuomo, even if you don't believe it, you have to believe it."

It can be said that Murakami is full of ambitions today. Brain Group's business has expanded again, and it has acquired several companies. The enemy Kitazaki has also died. It is a lucky day.

"Takumo-kun, do you know why all of Mr. J's action plans are known by the knights, why I keep forcing you to find trouble with the knights, even if I know that you are not strong enough, it is purely to die, why do you and your companions Will the hidden position be expected by the enemy?"

"Could it be?"

Zhuo Mo's eyes widened unprecedentedly, full of unbelievable expressions.

"Yes, I did it. I led everything. I disclosed your information to the knight. Your location is the satellite positioning provided by me. The knight's motorcycle mobile phone, positioning system, and even the location of the action. The required manpower and information are all from my hands, how about it, are you happy or unexpected?"

There was a kind and friendly smile on Murakami's face, but words that seemed like demons to Takuma came out of his mouth.

"Why did you do this? Why? Aren't you all Oefino? ​​Aren't you all working hard for the birth of the king and the future of Ofino?"

He fought hard and turned into Oefino to fight to the death with Murakami, fighting for the dead goddess and the humiliation and betrayal he had suffered.

This is what a kind, bloody man will do. With power, people will be more likely to do extremely impulsive, adventurous and irrational things, even if such things are far beyond their ability, in order to vent their hearts The anger, will still do it desperately.

Zhuo Xiao is obviously not such a person, he belongs to the most seedless kind of man.

Even if the culprit who betrayed himself and caused the death of his beloved stood in front of him, he didn't have the courage to stand up and do it.

It's not just because he understands that fighting with Murakami is just asking for humiliation, and he will still be hanged and hammered.

It is because he has no courage, he is afraid.That's right, that's the reason, it's just so righteous.

As one of the most powerful top-level Oefino, the only hope is to survive and go to the construction site to work, and to be severely twisted in the face by Min Gui, which is simply to lose Ofino's face.

"Why? Because you blocked my way, no, no, as Oefino, and even as a former colleague and comrade-in-arms, I also sympathize with your experience. It's just that sometimes, for the sake of the big plan, you have to sacrifice something, You are the poor victims."

"Big plan? Without us, the brain group will collapse, and everything you have worked so hard to get will disappear."

Takumo curled up in the corner again, and said viciously to Murakami, like a dog baring its teeth at passers-by.I am very scared in my heart, and I have to cover it up on the surface, lest some children come and throw stones at me.

"When we die, those who care about the old president will come out and tear you apart, and you will be the same as us in the end."

Zhuo Mo's voice was a little hoarse, and there was undisguised hostility and hatred in his words.

Now that the two of them have already torn their faces, there is no need to talk about what is there and what is not, just point it out and say it.

Anyway, everyone is a smart person, even when they were hiding it before, they could guess what the other person meant.Now that you have turned your face, if the other party does not give you face, do you still have to kneel and lick others with a shy face?

"Are you here today to taunt me? If so, you can go."

"Hmph, pondering, as a lucky four-leaf clover, you should know the rules of our group. I will give you two choices today, either continue to snatch the belt, or let your successor, the new lucky four-leaf clover, kill you , and then grab the belt."

Murakami said unhurriedly, playing with the half-cut glass goblet in his hand.

"Snatch the belt?"

Zhuo Mo's body trembled suddenly, and then, like a groundhog, he desperately buried his head down.

"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going"

It was like losing my mind, and the normal thinking just now became crazy in an instant, and my mouth kept saying that I would not go, and my nose and tears flowed down together.

"Huh? Poor guy."

Murakami dropped the wine glass casually, and stabbed it into a pillar beside him with the sound of the wind.

"The time has come, wait a minute, the king is coming soon, and your fate will be judged."

Murakami calculated the approximate time in his mind, adjusted his suit, and walked outside with a solemn face.

"King? Could it be the king of Oefino?"

As the lucky four-leaf clover, they actually know very little about this creature. The old president and Murakami have known the existence of the king for a long time, and their lucky four-leaf clover has always thought that Oefino The King of Nuo is just a legend.

Of course, regarding the King of Oefino, most of Oefino only think that he is a kind of legend. Even Murakami only knows that there will be a king born, but he does not know when the king will be born. Why was born.

The only thing Murakami knows is that the king will be born on a child who has experienced suffering. This is what he deduced after seeing the documents left by the old president and knowing that the old president founded the Meteor School.

Anything left about the king is blank, and the same is true for the flaws of Ofino itself. It was not until the end that the person in charge of the anti-Ofino organization learned of Ofino's flaws.

It has to be said that he, the president, is really just an acting president. No wonder the little secretary crushed him into pieces with a hydraulic press in the vanished paradise. His people were once enemies of Oefino, and all the shareholder directors without exception agreed to remove him and let Kiba come to power.

"The king of Oefino? ​​No, the real king, the king of the world!!"

Murakami turned his head, looked at Takuma, and said solemnly.

"The great King of Creation, he will bring about the end of Oefino!!"

Opening his arms to the sky, Murakami said enthusiastically.For a person like Murakami, sacrificing the ego to achieve the greater self is the best thing, even if the ego includes his own life, he will not hesitate to do so.

He will sacrifice his own life to achieve the birth of the king of Oefino. Similarly, after standing on the opposite side of Oefino, he will sacrifice everything to promote Oefino's demise.

"The King of Creation? The King of the World? You, you are really crazy, you are crazy, and you will ruin your companion just for the sake of the King of Creation!!"

Takuma's eyes widened, looking at Murakami as if looking at a lunatic, a fanatical cultist.

Destroy the Oefino family, the end of Oefino, doesn't that mean that you, Murakami, can't survive?

"Shut up, a dog like you dare to criticize Lord Creation King."

Murakami's eyes turned cold, and his power was overwhelming, instantly shattering everything around him to pieces.Zhuo Mo only felt that there was a huge mountain on his head, which was extremely heavy, as if he was about to be crushed into pieces.

His face was flushed from suffocation, the veins on his neck were bulging, and the bones all over his body were crackling, and the solid wood floor on the ground was crushed to pieces under the tremendous pressure.

After a while, Murakami withdrew his pressure.In fact, even if Murakami's strength exceeds Takuma, it is impossible to have such an effect on Takuma just by relying on his insubstantial aura.

"A guy like a dog."

Murakami snorted coldly, because of face, he didn't spray a mouthful of saliva on Zhuo Mo's face.

"Boom boom boom——"

The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the bar, and Murakami rushed out like a jackal smelling of meat, and stood respectfully one meter in front of the bar door, his body motionless like a sculpture.

"Your Majesty, you are here."

Wearing kabuto armor, Wu Ming's crimson figure slowly walked out of the night.

"Murakami, where is Takumi?"

"Thinking about that inferior, I was frightened by your monstrous power, and stayed in the bar without going out."

Putting one hand on his chest, Murakami bowed to Wu Ming and said respectfully with his head down.

"Okay, let's go in then."

Wu Ming nodded, and walked towards the bar in front of him step by step.

It looks like an ordinary bar on the outside, but who knows that this bleak bar is actually the stronghold of a group of murderous monsters. Ordinary people have less than [-]% chance of getting out alive.

If you accidentally see the pervert Kitazaki and the animal protector Mr.J, the survival rate will be reduced to less than one percent.

"Clover bar?"

Wu Ming looked at the signboard hanging at the door. Most of the signboard had gone somewhere, and only the smaller half of the signboard was left obliquely hanging at the door.

Walking down the stairs step by step, after another turn, Wu Ming saw a messy bar, and Zhuo Xiao squatting in the garbage pile with tears on his face.

"Zuomo Yilang, the last person in Lucky Clover."

Step by step, the armor made of special metal will be smashed into broken wine bottles and glass fragments, and crushed again.

"Yes Yes."

Zhuo Mo stammered in response, his body trembling uncontrollably, his head lowered tightly, not daring to lift it at all.

When he heard the familiar sound of stepping on the ground, Zhuo Shao immediately went dark and had a tendency to faint, he slapped himself twice hard, and after forcing himself to wake up, Zhuo Shao was surrounded by fear.

I can only comfort myself constantly, this is an illusion, this is an illusion, this is an illusion.

But when Wu Ming appeared within his line of sight, he was so frightened that he was trembling with fear. He was covered in cold sweat on a hot day, and his hands and feet were cold. Can this society be better? Tears flowed down his face. For O'Efino's oppression, what will O'Efino do for you knights to be satisfied.

Sure enough, hell is empty, and the devil is in the world.

"Get up, transform, and fight me."

Wu Ming said in a cold voice, thinking about it now, he was worse than a beggar, he didn't look like a fighter at all, and he wasn't worthy to be his opponent.

But the mission requirements of the system must be the lucky four-leaf clover. In this world, a more powerful source cannot be obtained to prepare for the next world, and the journey to the heavens in the future will be a bit difficult.

Therefore, all the lucky four-leaf clover must die. Wu Ming has completed three, and only one person is left to ponder.

In fact, there have been many changes in the lucky clover in the original book. In addition to the fixed Kageyama, Takuma, and Kitazaki, after Mr.J died, his position was replaced by several people one after another. Soka, Sawada, Qiao and others were among the lucky four-leaf clover.

Wu Ming killed Bei Qi and Zetian, but the mission of the lucky clover was not completed, so it is obviously irreplaceable to think about this original member of the clover.

"Fight? No, I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to fight, I don't want to fight!!"

When Wu Ming said a word, his thinking collapsed in an instant, tears and snot poured out in fistfuls, the shrill voice and pleading face made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

"What a shame!!"

Putting his hands in front of him, Murakami looked at Tuomo with cold eyes and wept bitterly, which further strengthened the thought in his heart that Eufino shouldn't exist. What is this, it's a shame.

"I don't want to fight."

Wu Ming looked down for a thoughtful look, then took a step back, fearing that he would stain his armor with snot and tears.

Without hesitation, without any hesitation, Wu Ming turned around and left.

"Kings!!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Murakami's calm eyes, could it be that he escaped a catastrophe?

Not daring to stay, Murakami followed Wu Ming's footsteps and walked out of the bar, his eyes sparkling, he couldn't understand what the century king was thinking.

"Oh, the pride of Oephano, the lucky four-leaf clover, you must have seen it, it's unbearable, it's really unbearable. It's a shame for the Creation King. In the future, Oefino will no longer be the Creation King's subordinate .”

Wu Ming said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty. From then on, Oephano has nothing to do with the Great Creator King. Then think about him?"

"It's cold, let him die!"

After speaking, Wu Ming disappeared from Murakami's eyes.

"3, 8, 2, 1"

Murakami took out his phone and pressed a few buttons.

A moment later, a super motorcycle came from the horizon.

(End of this chapter)