Masked Rider: Infinite Journey

Lan Guanghong didn't answer, but pointed at the man huddled on the ground and said, "This is the man who used the Sin Seal to release the demon. Since you're here, capture him and report back."

"Uh, thank you." The squad leader nodded in confusion. "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Me." Lan Guanghong slowly extended an index finger towards the sky.

"I am the one who walks the path of heaven and controls everything."

Squad leader:?

"See you next time, Phoenix kid."

After saying that, Lan Guanghong flapped his wings and flew into the sky without waiting for the other party to speak again, and quickly disappeared from their sight.

"We must report this mysterious man to the commander!" The squad leader pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and shouted, "Cuff that man and withdraw!"

The team members behind quickly handcuffed the prisoner and retreated with the squad leader.

Wait until they reach the place where the transport is parked.

Squad Leader: ...

???

"Where's my bike? Where's my big motorcycle?"

He was dumbfounded. How could someone dare to steal Phoenix's car?

He even specifically picked on the captain to steal. I really don’t know whether I should scold the thief or praise him for having good taste!

……

"Samaru~, Shocker~, chicken fucking Kunoguwudan..."

On the road, Lan Guanghong rode his newly acquired motorcycle and hummed an old Showa song.

When I came here, I had to run on my own two legs, but when I leave, I have a high-performance motorcycle to travel with me. It feels great!

It turns out that a knight with a motorcycle is a complete knight!

The breeze on his face added a bit of joy to his high-speed driving.

Inside her body, Falia was laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, so cunning! You act so cool in front, but then you turn around and steal someone's motorcycle. You are so despicable, ahahahaha...!"

"Humph, can you call that stealing when it comes to knights?" Lan Guanghong replied confidently, "I helped them fight a desperado, and I received a motorcycle as a thank you gift. Isn't that too much?"

"Besides, that guy actually dared to point a gun at me. I hate it the most! He was being given a motorcycle."

"Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right."

"What do you mean by that attitude? I was right to begin with!" Lan Guanghong curled his lips, and his mind recalled what the criminal who had released the desperado had said just now.

Simply expressing one's strong dissatisfaction with something can cause the desperate crowd to slap one in the face.

So careless?

"Hmm, it seems we can take advantage of this."

Chapter 17 (Revised) Beating Gray Little Blue

In the blink of an eye, it was another sunny day.

Xiao Lan, a hardworking new decorator, said goodbye to his beautiful wife early in the morning and rushed to the place mentioned by the contractor at the agreed time. He squeezed into the same van with a group of colleagues.

The smell in the car was not pleasant, and the crowded space was particularly uncomfortable, but after adapting for a few days, Xiao Lan had become accustomed to it.

It has to be said that humans are truly extremely adaptable creatures.

But there is one thing that Xiao Lan hates deeply.

"Xiao Lan, the wall plaster you applied yesterday is peeling off again. The client called early this morning to complain, and I took the blame for you."

"I'll deduct your wages for yesterday as a lesson. Remember to be more serious next time!" The foreman in the passenger seat sighed as if he had suffered a great loss, turned around and said to him, "Xiao Lan, I didn't mean to do this either. It's really because you're not living up to your expectations."

"I think you're still young, so it won't hurt to endure a little hardship. When you've mastered your craft, I'll definitely give you a raise, okay?"

"Okay, from now on, I'll follow the foreman and strive to make our business bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!"

Xiao Lan ignored the mocking or pathetic looks from the people around him, and nodded heavily like a young man who knew nothing about the world, indicating that he had complete faith in the foreman's words.

"Well, that's right."

The foreman nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, Xiao Lan's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the roadside outside and said, "Hey, boss, do you think the streetlight outside is missing something?"

"Huh? No, aren't all streetlights like this?"

"No, I think there's a missing piece."

foreman:???

……

Xiao Lan is naturally Lan Guanghong. Ever since he asked about the desperate cadres' selection of demon hosts a week ago, he had the idea of fishing.

To this end, he disguised himself as a decoration worker and has been running around between houses non-stop for the past few days. After completing the work, he would express his dissatisfaction loudly in the hope that a certain cadre would notice him as a potential "devil".

Unfortunately, the desperate group has not been lured out yet, but this randomly selected foreman is about to reach Lan Guanghong's patience limit.

Damn, I worked for seven days, but four days’ wages were deducted. Part of the wages for the other three days were also deducted, under the pretext of food expenses.

In fact, none of this matters. After all, Lan Guanghong is not really doing this for the money. With his current physical condition, dusting is not difficult at all. The energy he consumes is even less than what he replenishes by basking in the sun every day.

But what he couldn't stand was that this hateful foreman treated him as a fool, thinking that he could make him follow willingly by just painting a pie in the sky.

The soul of his worker grandfather can no longer bear it and is about to explode!

"Damn, why don't the Desperate Crowd come to find me!" Lan Guanghong, who was hanging outside and getting beaten, thought to himself, and raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent sweat.

"If you don't come today, I'll hang this idiot from the streetlight and go find another place to fish!"

Having made up his mind, he viciously smeared a handful of cement on the outer wall.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, all the work in this place had been completed. After work, Lan Guanghong went to a more remote place as usual and cursed loudly: "Fuck, what's so great about living in a villa by relying on connections? Why do you look down on me, a moth-eater who makes money with my own ability!"

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"Although what you said sounds very imposing, what does that have to do with the situation on both sides of the river?"

"Ah!" Lan Guanghong suddenly jumped up as if frightened, looked at the strangely dressed person in front of him in horror and asked, "You, who are you?"

"I'm a leader of the Outlaws, Frio!"

Frio grabbed his chest with a violent smile on his face: "You are not happy with the feeling of being stepped on."

"As long as you use this, you will gain great power and trample all those who look down on you under your feet!"

Frio took out a sin seal and shook it gently in front of Lan Guanghong.

"How about it? Are you coming?!"

"Powerful force?" A fanatical light ignited in the blue-red eyes.

Frio's smile became more and more rampant. In his understanding, that look was a desire for power.

Only Lan Guanghong himself knew that this was a relief for him after finally waiting for the arrival of the desperate cadres and not having to face that idiot anymore.

Finally, it finally appeared!

"Hahahaha... Then, there is only one answer!"

Lan Guanghong reached behind his back and pulled out the crutch he had prepared long ago, and broke it with his knee with a "crack".

"I will be loyal to the outlaws!"

Forrio: ???

Where did this guy get the crutch?

Forget it, it's not important.

Judging from his appearance, he must have been dissatisfied with this world for a long time. Maybe a good desperado will be born from it.

"Very good, take it." Frio handed the Sin Seal to Lan Guanghong.

Lan Guanghong took it and looked at it. Hey, what a coincidence, isn’t it?

——The sin seal of locusts!

Coincidentally, his other posture is also based on a locust.

Now I don't even need to prepare the speech I had prepared long ago.

Mr. Forio, you are a good man!

[batta!]

Lan Guanghong couldn't wait to press the seal of sin and cover himself with it.

After a low sound, a red locust mark appeared on his body and then quickly disappeared.

The power of the Sin Seal quickly penetrated into Lan Guanghong's body, but was suppressed in time by the Emperor Stone in his body. Then, the power hidden in his body erupted completely.

In the dazzling red light, Blue Light Red directly turned into Century King Black Sun... No, it was the appearance of Kamen Rider Black.

"Uh-oh! My power is boiling, my soul is burning!"

"I am already invincible!"

Lan Guanghong roared towards the sky, which was very consistent with the look of someone who had just gained power and was bursting with confidence.

However, his appearance shocked Forrio, who was just preparing to watch the show.

"Level 2 right from the start? What a perfect match!" Forio exclaimed in disbelief, "Genius! You're a natural born desperado!"

It's no wonder that Frio made a mistake. The second-stage desperado is a new type of demon that is born from the complete fusion of the first-stage origami desperado and the host, and the blue-red transformation perfectly matches the birth scene of the second-stage demon.

In this world where there is no other supernatural system except demons, the only explanation for what happened to Lan Guanghong is that he jumped from the first level to the second level.

"This is truly astonishing. No, you must follow me now. I will take you to see Master Aguilera!"

Frio excitedly grabbed Lan Guanghong and prepared to take him to meet the queen of the outlaws, Kif's fiancée - Aguilera.

"Not now, I have something else to do!" Lan Guanghong broke free from Furio, raised his finger and said, "Give me three minutes."

Frio didn't ask any more questions and just nodded in agreement.

"Okay, hurry up!"

Chapter 18 (Revised) Loyal Believer

Three minutes later, Lan Guanghong clapped his hands and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Furio was a little confused: "Why did you hang this man from a tree?"

"Because there are no street lights nearby." Lan Guanghong explained.

Forrio:?

So that’s how it is. I now completely understand... Oh my god!

"Forget it, let's go!" Frio didn't want to continue the conversation, so he reached out and pressed Lan Guanghong's shoulder.

The next moment, the emerging black fog enveloped the two of them. When the black fog dissipated, there was no trace of them left.

Only the unconscious foreman was left spinning unconsciously on the crooked tree.

…A few minutes later, a blonde girl arrived on a motorcycle.

"This is it."

Falia came to the bottom of the hanging foreman and kicked away the thin layer of soil on the ground, revealing what was hidden underneath.

——It is Sabbath's mobile phone for Blu-ray Red and Timmons Drive.

It turned out that Lan Guanghong was worried that the fugitives would find out about these things and then doubt his identity, so he hid his cell phone and belt, and left a text message to Falia in advance asking her to pick them up.

"What a troublesome guy." Falia frowned and muttered, then left with the two things.

As for the text message saying to put this foreman down...