Kamen Rider: I push the new world horizontally with my belt

The performance band sitting in the corner played wonderful music, and the beautiful violinist smiled happily, attracting the attention of many people.

Shuttle among the crowd like a butterfly, the waiter held the plate in his hand and presented the goblets filled with champagne to the guests.

In the wide hall, the chandelier that is as dazzling as the sun exudes gentle brilliance, and the special wall construction allows the brilliance emitted by the chandelier to reflect in every corner of the hall through refraction.

"Welcome everyone to my granddaughter's birthday party."

Seeing Bertram Yale walking up the steps slowly, the band fell silent instantly, and the small conversation in the hall also gradually disappeared.

After crossing the steps and walking to the podium, facing the power from all walks of life, even he had to correct his appearance and smile.

It's just that there is a bit of sincerity in this smile, which needs to be scrutinized.

"Today is the birthday of my granddaughter Wilhelmina Yale. In order to celebrate this day, I have specially invited the top talents from all walks of life to attend this banquet. It is a great honor for you to attend in your busy schedule. "

As he spoke, he bowed deeply.

"Mr. Yale is so kind, it is our honor to be able to attend Missy's birthday party."

"Yes, yes, it should be said that it is our honor."

"Missy's birthday is naturally important!"

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Compliments of various tastes emerged one after another, and the hall that was so quiet just now suddenly became lively.

In the face of praise, Burtram Yale did not show pride on his face. Any member of the Yale family can have a proud look on his face, but he is the only one who can't even have an expression of too much joy.

Everything I say and do represents the family, exposed to countless pairs of eyes, and monitored by countless people.

At least, on the bright side, he must play the image of a highly respected elder.

The chest cavity swells, the diaphragm floats with it, and the muscles in the upper body throb with the deep breath.

Bertram Yale exhaled lightly through his nose, and then looked for his target in the hall. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a sly arc.

Pretending to be unintentional, he reached out and patted the medal on his chest.

"By the way, Mr. Yale, I heard that you are going to establish an orphanage?"

A sudden voice came from the crowd.

The loud voice is particularly obvious.

The people around immediately made doubtful voices, trying to find the questioner from the crowd.

But the strange thing is that such an abrupt question suddenly appeared in the hall, but no one found the person who asked it.

As a result, everyone's eyes had to turn to the target of the problem——

Bertram Yale!

"This gentleman is really well-informed." He responded with a smile, with a kind smile on his slightly vicissitudes face, "The older I get, the less I can see these tragic things happen. An orphanage to take care of these fatherless children."

"I want to improve their lives by contributing a little bit."

"You fart!"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a hysterical roar in the hall.

"It's really letting your mother's ass fart!"

An ear-piercing scolding voice suddenly resounded throughout the hall, Bertram Yale, who was standing under the light, suddenly changed his expression, and his eyes followed the sound as if they were on fire.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that someone would show no embarrassment at this time.

The sudden scolding made the surrounding guests afraid to avoid it, and hurriedly distanced themselves from the speaker.

In almost a few seconds, the crowded hall instantly vacated an open space——

A man in a suit stood on the ground.

One can tell at a glance that the suit is cheap, the material and workmanship are even rougher, and the low-grade leather boots on the feet are of the third-rate and low-end in the field.

Most of the people who can come to the banquet are powerful people, not to mention how gorgeous their clothes are, but at least they look decent.

And this man, not only was wearing a cheap suit, but the size of the suit didn't seem to fit.

If it weren't for the rolled up trousers, I'm afraid the trousers would have dragged on the ground.

Compared with the other guests present, such a dress can be described as alien.

"You are just farting. You are talking about creating an orphanage. Who doesn't know that the orphans begging along the streets in the fifth civic district are all controlled by your family!"

"There was a child who didn't know whether it was good luck or misfortune. He got 1000 fifth-class points donated by a stranger, but he died in the alley next to the Colosseum not long after!"

There is goodness on the bright side in the world, and there will naturally be evil on the dark side.

Everyone knows in their hearts that the world cannot exist without evil, and good and evil must coexist.

But when someone points out this "evil" on the bright side, even if his heart is like a mirror, he still feels incredible.

Hearing what the man in the cheap suit said, everyone immediately started discussing it.

malicious gaze;
angry gaze;

indifferent gaze;
Countless eyes mixed with various emotions turned to Bertram Yale under the light.

People were discussing the authenticity of this incident in low voices, but they didn't notice—when the man in the cheap suit said these words, a figure hiding in the dark suddenly trembled, and he seemed to realize something.

"How can a person like you deserve to say such hypocritical things here!"

The man in the suit became more and more excited as he spoke. Before everyone could react, he directly took out the driver from his back with his backhand.

"I will let you."

The driver was already on the waist, and the man in the suit was about to press the driver to complete the transformation, when a snow-white figure suddenly appeared from the crowd.

"Don't think about it!"

With an incomparably lingering aura, the snow-white figure rushed over with a flying kick.

The man in the suit is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, he turned sideways and dodged nimbly, but before he could open his mouth, another sharp kick came across the air.

The two consecutive flying kicks were perfectly matched together like a violent storm, without giving the man a chance to react, he was directly kicked out.

"Heh, if you want to transform, don't even think about it!" Bai Yuanji looked at the driver she had just snatched in her hand, with a disdainful smile on her lips.

With her ability, she was able to easily grab the driver the moment the man in the suit was kicked away.

"I'm really grateful to Mr. Bai and your daughter. If it wasn't for Ling Qianjin's quick response, I'm afraid our Yale family will be laughed at this time."

A man in a tuxedo hurried over to thank him.

Looking at his proud daughter, Bai Hua smiled wryly and waved his hands, "It's just a kid trying to show off."

In the blink of an eye, several people quickly appeared around and stopped the man in the suit. Without the driver, he was just a toy in the hands of others.

Looking around, Bertram Yale, who was still on the podium just now, has disappeared.

"By the way, where is Mr. Yale, why did he disappear?"

the other side.

"Damn!"

"bump!"

He punched hard on the mirror in front of him, smashing the ornately decorated mirror to pieces with all his strength, and the broken lenses fell to the ground with a clatter.

Putting his hands on the pool, even though the phalanges were cut open by debris, there was no reaction at all.

Bertram Yale couldn't help but grow grim, his gums let out a sour moan under the squeeze, and his slender palms firmly grasped the edge of the pool.

"Who on earth dares to oppose me at this time!"

"The Ornn family, the Baijitu family, or other families?"

The rage in his heart almost tore off his entire skull. There is no doubt that even if the birthday party ended perfectly, he would be punished by his family members.

Such an embarrassing scene actually happened while he was hosting.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly, he let out a long sigh.

The ferocious expression disappeared from that slightly vicissitudes of face, and turned into a black evil thought that escaped into his heart.

The extreme anger was stirring up trouble deep in his heart, and every trace of it was exceptionally clear.

What a brilliant shot.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't wait to catch the mouse that hid in the banquet to watch him make a fool of himself.

"Swiss, rustle."

Turning on the faucet, Burtram Yale cleaned up the blood on his palm while guessing in his heart who was secretly planning this scene.

However, he didn't notice——

At the moment when the faucet spouted cold water, the empty space behind him suddenly shook, like the burning void above the blazing flames.

The chameleon-like nothingness that keeps changing slowly approaches Bertram Yale like a ghost.

icy water;
broken mirror;
absolute space;
The muscle fibers were constantly stretched and thickened, and every inch of the bones groaned as if they had come alive. The blood and flesh were in perfect harmony, and thick murderous aura gushed out along the body surface, condensing on the four-grid manga knife in his hand.

Time to end.

Wu Yingying said silently in his heart, and then quickly swung the sharp blade in his hand forward.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party could react in an instant with only such a short distance.

"You are."

Before the terrified mouth opened, the fear in the eyes turned into substance and questioned.

"I'm just a passing Kamen Rider!"

With a loud shout, Zhong Jiang no longer hesitated, and swung the sharp blade in his hand vigorously.

In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain!
The Grim Reaper arrived as expected, but it seemed that it was not the time for him to appear, so he stayed above the castle and looked at the ground leisurely, and by the way looked at the bright and bright moon above the sky.