Mask, my emperor's armor starts from Fengdu

Noyo and Wakana, as well as Shotaro Philip, look separately.

"Wakana, I don't want you to go find Yashuzi."

Nuoyang pondered slightly.

"How?"

"Yashuzi may not be in a good mental state now, do you want to appease her, her personality is a bit willful, I am afraid that she will do something dangerous."

After Nuoyang finished speaking, Ruonai nodded slightly: "Okay, then I'll go find Yashuzi." In

her mind, Narukai Shuko was a reckless person, and she still remembers what happened when the guy was working as a maid in their house.

I'm really afraid that she won't be able to think of doing something at once.

Nuoyang also felt that Ruona and Yashuzi were both girls, and there might be some common topics to comfort each other.

After Ruocai left, Nuoyang raised his head slightly to look at the sky.

A speakeasy in a shady lane where many punks gather in the wind.

"Is this the place?"

Terui Ryu followed by Kudzu Aoi, grabbed a yellow-haired gangster in front of him, and walked into it.

As soon as he entered here, Terui Ryu felt out a gun and pointed it at the dozen gangsters in the field: "Which of you is the teacher?" The

gangsters looked at each other, and Terui Long's gaze finally fell on the last middle-aged and elderly man who looked fierce, the other party was carrying Buddha beads, and there was a woman in a cheongsam next to him, and the woman stopped the fruit in her hand that was going to be stuffed into the old man's mouth, and looked at Terui Ryu unkindly.

"Aoi, you are the thief's daughter, how did you get mixed up with the police?"

The old man stared solemnly at Kudzu Aoi behind Terui Ryu.

"You're what they call a teacher?"

Terui pointed the gun at the old man.

The old man didn't care, but looked at Aoi, inserted the fork into a preserved egg, and began to speak meaningfully: "Buried deep in the ground, fermented this preserved egg has changed from the original color to the current color, and it will never go back to the past, what do you think, Aoi?"

Terui Ryu frowned slightly, and stepped forward directly.

Several punks stood up in unison and stood in front of Terui Ryu.

Terui raised the gun in his hand, smashed the handle of the gun into the head of a gangster, and then pushed it aside.

In turn, he stood in front of the old man.

The old man still looked at him calmly, and the next moment Terui Long grabbed the preserved egg and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

The room was shocked.

"Looking at the black one, it doesn't mean that he is bad, you look very delicious!"

Terui Ryu covered the old man's mouth and looked at him with disdain.

"What a joke, do it!"

The old man grabbed Terui Long's hand and pushed it away, and the next moment immediately beckoned his little brother to rush up.

Terui Long's hand that grabbed the gun was set up by several people, so Terui Ryu had no way to catch the old man, and could only fight with these punks first.

Kudzu Aoi stood aside, looking a little unnatural, as if thinking about something that had been watching the battle Ryu Terui.

The old man watched the battle and continued to turn his head to eat the fruit given to him by the cheongsam woman.

"Hey, hey."

The old man shook his body, he felt someone touching him behind him, and he could be sure that there was no one behind him.

There was no turning back, but the hand reached behind and grabbed.

The woman glanced back and screamed instantly.

"Hello."

Nuoyang sat on the table and waved at the woman.

"Who are you! When did it appear behind me? The

old man also turned back sharply, and suddenly the six gods and masters who were frightened retreated sharply.

"That's a good question."

Nuoyang took a deep breath.

"Grandma once said, since you sincerely ask questions, then I will tell you mercifully, in order to prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect the peace of the world, and to implement the way of heaven, the commander-in-chief, I! A passing Kamen Rider.

Nuoyang said a bunch of words in a row.

The old man was dumbfounded, this is a fool, a madman, but he feels that the other party is obviously not good.

Zhaojing Long was fighting with the gangsters at this time, and was also surprised by Nuoyang's appearance: "Nuoyang, why are you here!"

"Of course, I'm here to help you, your boy Yanfu is not shallow, and it's not a loss to be wanted for such a beautiful girl."

Nuoyang quipped.

Terui Ryu smiled bitterly: "It's not what you think, there is a misunderstanding in the middle." With

Nuoyang appearing, he was much more relaxed, and his heart was determined, and he was casual to deal with the gangsters in front of him.

"I know."

Nuoyang answered.

"Hah!"

The woman in the cheongsam immediately blocked in front of the old man, raised her leg and kicked towards Nuoyang.

The cheongsam has a high slit and is actually springless.

Nuoyang stretched out his hand and pressed the other party's raised leg back with a palm: "Wearing clothes with such a high fork, don't kick." The

woman's expression changed, and she closed her legs and punched towards Nuoyang.

And Nuoyang quickly grabbed the woman's hand and pushed it back hard.

The woman had another high leg, but just about to raise her leg was kicked back by Nuoyang.

"They all say don't kick, I'm embarrassed by you like this, I'm very virtuous, don't be rude."

Nuoyang said with a smile, the other party's punch was blocked by him, and the other party wanted to strike his leg, but the moment he came out, he hit him back.

Can't lift it at all.

The old man silently took out his box at this time, and took out a memory from it, as well as a slot.

Seeing this, Nuoyang knocked the woman unconscious with a palm, and then came to the old man.

The old man was about to use the memory, but Nuoyang suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was shocked.

With a shake of his hand, the memory and slot just fell on Nuoyang's hand.

"When you are old, go to the old age, you see that you have Parkinson's, you can't even grasp things steadily, then I will help you keep it."

Nuoyang smiled slightly.

It may be that when he returned to the wind capital, Nuoyang's mood became lively, and the frequency of jokes increased.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

The old man couldn't stand steadily, and stepped back, but was grabbed by Nuoyang and pressed on a seat.

"Where did you get this memory from?"

Nuoyang played with the unicorn memory and asked.

"A... A..." The

old man was a little shocked.

"A what?"

Nuoyang continued to ask.

"Someone else sold it to me."

The old man quickly replied.

Nuoyang shook the memory on his hand, and crushed it the next moment: "Okay, you can sleep, and after sleeping, you can eat national food." The

old man still had doubts, but Nuoyang had already knocked him unconscious.

Seeing that Nuoyang was finished, Terui Long quickly knocked down all these gangsters of his own.

"It's great that you're back."

Terui Ryu also hugged Nuoyang excitedly.

"If I don't come, you can do it."

Nuoyang smiled, and the two looked at each other and smiled.