I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Chapter 284 Trust
Edward is holding the "Kabuto Kunai Gun" in his hand. After getting the Zhenjin, Edward gave priority to rubbing out ordinary weapons, and made some optimizations to the Kabuto Kunai Gun according to the characteristics of the Zhenjin itself.

The infinitely transported electron energy is converted into a high-energy ion beam, and the nirvana Avalanche Shoot is followed by the magic sword beam of the secret guest to cut into the demon group.

The explosion spread outward from that point, and the huge impact force instantly emptied within 5 meters of the center of the dot, and the DPS divisions were 95% Jiadou and [-]% secret guest.

Edward's face inside the mask is full of helplessness. The level of the secret agent in the border of hell is the level of the supreme mage. It seems that he has not yet become the master of the border of hell, but it is estimated that it is almost the same. With only a gunless gun Wanting to grab the output is purely thinking too much.

"What did you say?" The secret guest looked at Edward in surprise.

"I declare in advance that I need to be with you even if you don't form a team. You can only leave if you leave me. If you don't follow you, you can't stay here." Edward walked up to the secret guest confidently, pressed the trigger with his right hand, and fired The ion light bomb is released after a short charge.

The secret guest was stunned for a second, stepped on his foot, and the purple concentrated energy beam shot up from the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly lifted into the sky. When the dazzling purple light dissipated, there was no trace of the two on the mountain.

The secret guest teleported the two of them to other places.

"They won't come here for the time being, it's very secret here.

But that's all you say?You don't blame me? "

"It's not that you took the initiative to pull me here. You can blame the one who messed up things." Edward shrugged.

What can he say?It's not something that I did when I was cheap. Complaining is useless. It's better to think about how to survive and how to solve problems.

He hadn't thought about killing the secret player at all, it wasn't a question of whether he could win or not.

The secret guest was originally the descending body chosen by Velasco for Sithorn. Velasco snatched the secret guest from the earth and has been refining the secret guest's soul. In the original work, it is divided into five souls. Refining five bloodstones.

But the specific number of Edwards here is not clear. The only thing that is certain is that Velasco is still refining, and the secret guest has never let him succeed.

Once the secret guest dies, the soul flies to hell, and Velasco directly completes the remaining steps-when Sithorn comes directly, let alone hell, the earth is probably gone.

If you can't kill the secret guest and get implicated, you can only choose to form a team. It is more reliable to kill Velasco.

As for complaining, does it make sense?

Why do things that don't make sense?

The secret guest figured out what Edward was thinking, raised his arm and patted Edward's head.

Edward followed the trend and looked down, the secret guest was on tiptoe...

Jiadou Armor 190cm, Secret Guest 165cm...

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and one of them took a step back and quickly separated.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Edward thought for a while, eased the atmosphere, and said, "When you patted my head just now, you were also on your feet?"

"pia" a small rock was thrown on Edward's mask "Shut up!"

"Cough, okay, let's discuss the problem." Edward raised his hand in surrender. "When do you wake up? What's your sleep schedule like?"

"I usually sleep during class so that I can practice magic."

"You're still a student?" Edward yelled in "surprise", and glanced at the height of the secret guest by the way.

"University." The secret guest glared at Edward. "I used to practice magic for convenience, and I was alone. They couldn't stop me if I wanted to leave, but now... what about you?"

Edward spread his hands, "My occupation... Well, it's hard to tell you."

"Kamen Rider is a profession?"

"Um, that's right." Edward said, "Fortunately, I have no assignments for the past six months, so I can cooperate with you at any time."

"Freelancer? Unemployed?" Mystery asked curiously, "What is Kamen Rider? The last time I saw Nocturne was targeting Hades, and you are on the border of demons. It doesn't look simple, and I haven't heard of anything before." Kamen Rider'."

"Yeah, there are more X-Men on the market, oh, Superman Flash is also very popular now." Edward said, "Specifically... I can't say, but we are busy protecting the world anyway."

Edward waved his hand, "After all, we only met twice..."

Edward was also tangled up as he spoke.

The secret guest spread his hands, "We need to talk."

"Agreed, even if we can't be completely honest and unfair, we must reach some tacit understanding and trust in order to facilitate cooperation."

The secret guest squatted on the ground, "Nocturne seems to know who I am, and you do too?"

Edward hesitated, and Secret Guest laughed, "X-Men, Secret Guest, I believe you already know that we didn't hide our identities last time."

"Kabuto, Kamen Rider, call me Kabuto."

"You guys are mysterious and seem to know a lot? I suppose you know a lot about me?"

"Well, almost all the big events this year are related to you, and we have been paying attention to you for a long time." Edward said pretending to be profound.

"Are you sure you didn't want to get revenge on me after you were smashed by me last time, so you let your companions pay attention to me?" The secret guest looked suspicious.

"...The global kidnapping case, the black magician DuPont, and the arrival of Bella." Edward said three key words, but the third one was stopped by the secret agent before he finished speaking, so he skipped it directly.

"You know a lot." The secret guest said, "What do you know?"

Edward was silent for a while, "You can't die, you must not die in Limbo, I won't let this happen before I die."

"It's not as serious as you think. I can't even die if you die." The secret guest smiled. "After all, this relationship is all because of me. I kill you to get rid of the burden, and you kill me to end this kind of relationship directly." Life.

Without basic trust, it is difficult to say that there is a tacit cooperation, and you know exactly what it means to be close to cooperation.

So getting down to business, how can we trust each other? "

"You can prove it yourself.

For example, the supreme mage Gu Yi, the global kidnapping case, and Kamen Rider Nocturne have worked together.

Or, you can go to Professor X, Global Kidnapping, one of my companions is one of Professor X's collaborators, and ask for a name, a title, 'Kuuga, Kamen Rider Kuuga'. "

"Professor?" If Nocturne had met in the global kidnapping case and the magic melee incident before, she would understand if she had a basis of trust, but the secret guest didn't expect that he would actually say Professor X.

Jia Dou tapped his finger on the ground, "I told you before that the Kamen Rider organization is also the guardian of the earth, but our existence is more secretive, and you don't know about it."

"Really?"

"You can't prove it, you can ask yourself." Edward spread his hands, "What about you?"

The secret guest stood up, she glanced at the sky, and said, "I'm going to verify it now, and I'll give you an answer, don't go away."

"Wait..." Edward was pulled away from the border of hell by a huge suction force before he could finish his sentence.

He didn't raise his head directly, but heard a rubbing sound next to him, someone stood up suddenly, the movement was so loud that it startled Kyle Lena next to him—his phone dropped to the ground again.

Ilyana talked to Storm in class and went out, leaving the rest of the people confused——Ilyana sleeps very well, and she hasn't woken up halfway for so many years.

"This is too aggressive...wait"

Edward suddenly remembered.

Ilyana's full name: Ilyana Nicoleva Rasputin, who seems to be a fighting nation with vodka in her left hand and Bosha in her right hand?

(End of this chapter)