The Knight's Guide of the Chief of Tendo

"You're trying to tell the government—"

"Hide Amuro, male, 56 years old, one of the external members of the overhaul card organization, joined three years ago..."

Shu Amuro's voice stopped abruptly.

"The person who overhauled the card, do you know what will happen?"

The chief executive, who was bathed in the moonlight, raised his head, his stern face showed a bloodthirsty edge.

"You want to kill me?"

Hideo Amuro looked down at the man in front of him, his face suddenly gloomy.And for some reason, Amuro Hideo always felt that the person in front of him was quite skilled in killing people.

"I am a senior member of the Fengcheng government. If you kill me, aren't you afraid that part of the city's reconstruction work will come to a standstill?"

In the blink of an eye, Hideo Amuro found a reason that was most beneficial to him.

That is the city of Fengdu.

He heard it from the ambassador of hell who trained him. What these guys who call themselves Kamen Riders value most is the city or the world they want to protect.Amuro Hideo holds a high position in this government department, and is also responsible for the reconstruction of some areas after the Fengdu disaster. Killing him at this critical juncture is definitely not like this group of Kamen Riders who put the overall situation first. things.

"Is the post-disaster reconstruction of Fengdu?"

The chief executive walked up to Hideo Amuro, and slowly raised his right hand.Amuro Hideo felt a suffocating pressure coming towards him from all directions, even the body transformed by Daxiu Card could not resist it.

"why--"

Amuro Hideo couldn't figure out why the Director of Heavenly Dao would attack him so simply until his death.Before the last doubt dissipated, his body had already turned into a wisp of smoke in the cold wind, flying wantonly.

"It's just a city, is it difficult to manage?"

Sneering, the figure of the chief executive gradually receded, and he still had to continue hunting down those dregs who had joined the overhaul card.The dim street lamps and the white moonlight pulled the shadow under the director's feet until it deformed...it turned into the most hated appearance of the director...

"Who are you?!"

"Why did you kill me!!!!"

With hysterical unwillingness and longing for life, the spider with its teeth and claws fell in front of the black and red-skinned unicorn.

"who am I?"

"I'm,"

"Heaven, Chief."

The general manager always remembers his identity and name, and dare not forget.

Author's message:

ps: The computer is completely scrapped. After the "enthusiastic introduction" by the readers in the reader group, I can only use my mobile phone to make do with the codewords until next month's publishing fee to buy a computer...

Chapter 270 The Fourth Dream of Doomsday (End of Volume!)

In the silent night, few people knew about the personnel changes in the upper echelons of the Fengcheng City government.

Matsuda Yuichiro, who had been prepared for a long time, arranged for the members of his faction to take the rightful position at the fastest speed after the chief executive sent these overhaul card officials on the road for him.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a problem, but the procedure is impeccable.

"The terrorist organization's overhaul card is not dead..."

In the bleak cold wind, Matsuda Yuichiro stood in front of the government office building, puffing out smoke rings with a sad face, and talking nonsense with his eyes open.It is impossible for the general manager to memorize this scapegoat, and it is impossible for him, Yuichiro Matsuda, to memorize it, so there is only the remaining overhaul card to memorize.

Since then, in Fengdu, according to Matsuda Yuichiro and other politicians, the overhaul card of the evil organization has officially become the blame card. All dirty water is poured on the blame card, and the method of framing is extremely skillful.

There were 23 people missing, from the top to the middle, and none of them fell. The sound of sirens resounding throughout the night sky woke up countless people from their dreams, thinking that there was another landslide in Fengdu.

"It's very easy to use my power. I thought you would be at a loss for this power if you are so resistant to the identity of the protozoa." Under the dim streetlight, the chief executive who had completed the task turned back to stare at the shadow pulling on the wall.

"I said, I'm willing to pay any price."

"Whatever you want, I just want to warn you, the Beria memory should be used sparingly. The power erosion of that Gaia memory is far beyond my imagination." The protozoan personality who has been studying the power of Beria is rare. Instead of embarrassing the general manager, give him advice.

"Although the power of this memory is only less than one-thousandth of the Beria projected by utopia in your memory, I always feel something is wrong."

"Uiopia seems to have copied some other things when projecting Beria. I don't know what those things are, and I don't know where they are hidden. But I can be sure that if you continue to use Beria memory intensively Body, you will become no different from Beria who destroyed the world in your memory."

Because there is no entity itself, the protozoan personality has evolved into a pure energy life form after being scoured by the earth's data, and its sensitivity to various energies is far higher than that of the chief executive who holds the dominance of the body.

"What else could there be about Beria?"

"Except for the Rayblad star, the only one left is the legendary King of Ultra."

"What if both exist?"

"I will be careful."

The chief executive was noncommittal, and he still vividly remembered the scene where he turned into the vicious Beria before, like chopping melons and chopping vegetables, and he couldn't help being careless.

Even, the current general manager is already thinking about his own weaknesses after transforming into Beria.The consequences of the power runaway made the chief executive have to guard against it.

"You just know it yourself." The protozoan personality didn't ramble too much, and continued diving to study bits and pieces about Beria's memory.This kind of thing cannot be done by others, it is the most convenient to do it as a pure energy body.It doesn't want more Berias to come out of the already complicated competitive relationship between itself and the head office.

We must find a way to limit the power of Beria's memory, and find the weakness of this memory no matter how bad it is, the idea of ​​protozoan personality is as simple as that.In front of this Beria memory, the protozoan personality felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.When the chief executive ran away before, even he lost consciousness with him, and his body was completely driven by instinct, which was really terrible for it.

Knowing what the protozoan personality diving is researching, the corner of the director's mouth unconsciously raised a happy arc.Arranging his wind-blown hair, the figure of the chief executive gradually disappeared under the dim light.

"Wakana, I'm back."