I'm really not Kamen Rider

"Tian Dao player!"

Back in the halftime break, Tsumurri followed the angry Kirori, and with Kirori's roar, the two came to Tian Dao together.

Looking at this guy with his legs crossed and extremely arrogant, Kirori was furious.

All the contestants were eliminated in the first round? The first place score was even negative?

This kind of thing would not have happened thousands of years ago, but it happened in front of him.

As a game administrator, Kirori was beyond the scope of what he could accept from Tian Dao.

Even if this guy was a top favorite, he had to give an explanation.

"What's the difference? Anyway, I'm here, so the final result will be the same, right?" Tiandao said with a smile: "Even if you are eliminated in the first round or the second round, what will happen if there are only two or three left?"

As he said this, Tiandao put down his crossed legs, leaned on the sofa behind him, and looked at Kirori and Tsumurri: "From the time I participated in this round of the game, the final result has been determined."

"But your behavior is completely beyond the purpose of the Desire Grand Prix, and it can even be said that you are trampling on the rules of the Desire Grand Prix. This is absolutely not allowed!" Kirori was firm and would not give in no matter what.

"Please pay attention to this!"

"Ha! Why, you can't sit still when you see me about to win a winning streak?" Tiandao sneered and squinted at Kiroli: "Or do you think that players must abide by the rules of the competition?"

"Of course!" Kiroli snorted coldly: "This is beyond what I can accept."

"So, in what capacity did you appear in front of me, and in what capacity did you say these words?" Tiandao crossed his arms and smiled: "You clearly said that you are just a small NPC, why would an NPC bother about such things?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"As a member of this game, can't I say a few words about things I don't like?" Kiroli's expression did not change, and he had already thought of a way to deal with it: "It's just the heartfelt words of a bystander."

"Then you are really a dog catching a rat - meddling in other people's business." Tiandao stood up from the sofa. His height, which was a head taller than Kiroli, allowed him to look down at Kiroli from a high position, and invisibly put Kiroli under considerable pressure.

"What should I do? Even the game administrator didn't show up to tell me. Is it your turn to talk nonsense here?"

"You!" Kiroli glared at Tiandao, and his clenched fist made him really want to reveal his true identity.

But as a game administrator, it is also true that he must hide behind the scenes. He really can't show up like this.

"Since you are just an insignificant person, just do your insignificant things well." Tiandao snorted coldly: "And"

As he said, Tiandao reached forward and pulled Tsumuri, who was standing behind Kiroli, over. In the latter's exclamation, he was embraced by Tiandao.

"This irrelevant person, Tsumuri is my girlfriend, and now, my girlfriend is going home with her boyfriend." Tiandao said, and even leaned close to Tsumuri's ear and breathed deeply.

The breath hit Tsumuri's ears, making Tsumuri's face red instantly, like a cooked hairy crab, gushing out hot air.

".Please!" Looking at the guy who was holding Tsumuri in his arms and acting frivolously, Kirori's hands behind his back trembled, and even his nails cut deeply into the flesh, but he didn't feel any pain.

Holding Tsumuri, Tiandao walked past Kirori and even patted his shoulder.

"Since you like this game so much and like to maintain this rule so much, then work hard." Tiandao whispered to Kirori's ear: "When you become a game administrator, when what you say is what it means, then come and blame me."

Patting Kirori's shoulder again, Tiandao took Tsumuri to the door and left here soon.

Kirori did not move, but stood there, not exposing his front to anyone at all.

But his violently heaving chest was difficult to suppress, making Kirori look like a toad, and the whole person was angry.

"Let me be the game administrator?" Kiroli's trembling voice gradually calmed down. When he turned around, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Tiandao, I will never allow anyone to trample on the rules of the Desire Grand Prix."

Taking out a black and purple LCD belt from the inside of his white suit, Kiroli stared at the place where Tiandao left at the gate, ready to give him a deep impression.

"I will tell you what the rules are."

"Your behavior of trampling on the rules of the Desire Grand Prix will definitely attract the revenge of the game administrator." Tsumuri was held by Tiandao's hand and walked together in the game field.

"Tsumuri, you once said that your duty is just a game guide, right?" Tiandao did not answer Tsumuri's question, but asked his own question: "The one who really knows this game is the game administrator."

"Yes." Tsumuri nodded honestly: "What's wrong?"

"You should know what I'm doing, right?" Tiandao stopped and asked Tsumurri: "The reason why I eliminated all the players."

"To ensure that they leave this game and... won't die in this game?" Tsumurri really understood and gave the correct answer at the first time.

"Yes." Tiandao nodded: "There is no way to revive humans killed by evil demons."

"I know that not all people who participate in this game are good people, there are also bad people among them."

"And if the bad people die, it may be said that they died well, no matter how they died."

"But Tsumuri, I sent everyone out of this game equally."

"Whether good or bad, they are all human. The human world has human rules, and dying in this game is not their final destination."

Tiandao raised his head and stared at the gloom in the sky: "It's going to rain soon."

"But you are trampling on the rules of the competition for the sake of human rules." Tsumuri said slowly: "The game administrator will never turn a blind eye to this."

"In that case, it's just as I wish." Tiandao let go of Tsumuri's hand: "Forgive me, Tsumuri."

Tsumuri:?

Forgive you, forgive you for what? Why do you want me to forgive you?

"Of course, this live broadcast ends here." The voice with strong malice and deceit sounded, interrupting what Tiandao was about to say.

The two stopped talking to each other and turned their eyes to the source of the incident.

Before the person arrived, the thigh wrapped in black silk first entered the eyes of Tiandao and Tsumeli, and then the complete Beroba appeared in front of the two.

"I have heard of your name for a long time~ Tiandao Souji."

Accompanied by a silver bell-like laughter, Beroba came in front of Tiandao and Tsumeli, with a pair of eyes completely on Tiandao, and she didn't even look at Tsumeli.

"You should be one of the audience outside the venue, the same as Guaguala." Tiandao looked at this beautiful woman. Although she was indeed very beautiful, the undisguised malice emanating from her was overwhelming, which made him know the composition of this woman.

A woman with evil style and self-centered behavior.

"If you know me, it will be easy~" Beloba said with a smile: "My name is Beloba, and I am also one of your supporters~"

"But unlike Guaguala, I don't want to see a hero in you, but..." Beloba lowered her eyelids, made a face and spoke at the same time.

"I want to see you, your faith is broken like a dead dog~"

This can almost be called an enemy-like statement, anyone would list the woman in front of him as an enemy.

But Tiandao didn't.

Even Tsumuri's eyes have changed.

"Faith is broken?" Tiandao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Do you know what my faith is?"

"To strive for the happiness that only the winner can have for the unfortunate loser." Beloba said with a smile: "It's really a great statement, you are a real hero."

"But when you want to bring happiness but bring more misfortune, please ask~what are you going to do?"