Boom!
A large hole opened in the wall of the shelter in an instant, and a tall figure stood looming in the rising smoke.
Kaka!
The figure walked step by step, passing through the dust, revealing its full face. It was an intelligent robot, more than five meters tall, with a metallic luster all over its body. It carried a two-meter-long and half-meter-wide sword on its back, and more on its shoulders. It's carrying two rocket launchers.
"Huh? It's a god-level monster - the Terminator. Everyone, run away."
"Help, someone can come and save me."
The citizens who took refuge scattered in panic and screamed loudly.
Boom!
The rocket launcher on the robot's shoulder fired violently, and a shell hit the shelter. The wall collapsed and flames burst out.
"Hey, stop it!"
A figure strolled out in the firelight, a cold voice was transmitted through the sparks, cold eyes, indifferent expression, cold momentum...
"Ah!? It's King, the S-class hero King."
"So what if the king is here? The opponent is a god-level weirdo. No matter how strong the king is, he can't beat the opponent. If he comes, he will die in vain. It's better to run away and save his life."
"King, run quickly and save your strength to do more meaningful things."
The citizens who were pinned down by the wall shouted.
"Run away?" Wang Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "If the hero escapes, then who will fight?" He looked directly at the robot, and the off-screen voiceover "Tu Tu - Tu Tu - Tu Tu -" sounded at the right time.
"This sound is... the Imperial Engine!?"
"The king... has entered a fighting state."
"Why did he stay and die when he could obviously run away?"
The citizens stared at the tall figure in confusion.
"For what? He is doing it for us!" A young man smashed his severely twisted leg with both hands and cried loudly: "The king is doing it for us who are incompetent. He knows that he will die without hesitation, because he is a hero, he They are the heroes who stand in front of us and protect us from the wind and rain—"
"Hero? Ha, he's just an ant. I can beat him to a pulp with just one fist." The robot seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
Wang Feng looked at the laughing robot quietly and said calmly: "Have you laughed enough?"
"Um?"
The robot glared at Wang Feng fiercely, "You bitch hero, go to hell!" He punched Wang Feng in the middle.
boom!
Wang Feng flew out and knocked down a wall.
"Hey, king, let me end you."
The robot gained the upper hand and was unyielding. It kicked off its feet, raised its fists high, and quickly approached Wang Feng, who was lying on the ground.
"King, be careful..."
The survivors screamed in horror.
"As a hero, it's time to tell you what to do when faced with such a thrilling scene."
Wang Feng sat up, grinned suddenly, took out a pack of "Weilong" brand spicy sticks from behind, pointed at the camera and said: "At this time, just eat a spicy stick to calm down the panic." As he said that, he took out a pack of "Weilong" brand spicy strips from the package. He took out a spicy stick and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.
"Full of energy."
Wang Feng's momentum exploded and he punched the robot to pieces.
"King!"
"King!"
the survivors shouted in unison.
Wang Feng held up "Weilong" spicy sticks in front of the camera, "When facing danger, have a spicy stick to calm down the panic and replenish high-heat energy. You can be a hero."
…
Wang Feng watched the "Weilong" spicy bar advertisement on TV at home and hid his face and did not dare to watch it again. His reputation was ruined by this advertisement. Xiqi told him that the hero advertisement was a passionate advertisement.
Damn it, eating spicy strips really makes his blood boil, he is sweating profusely, and he gets angry easily, but this is different from the heroic blood I understand!
He was about to cry. If he had known it was an advertisement like this, he wouldn't have filmed it if he were killed. But at that time, he was already riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he could only grit his teeth and bite the bullet.
"Well, let's go out and get some fresh air, I'm going to be so depressed."
Since filming this "Weilong" commercial, he hasn't gone out for several days, for fear of being recognized and pointed at him and said: "Hey, isn't that King Weilong?"
Good luck!
He put on the necessary black peaked cap, covered his face, opened the door and went out.
…
boom!
There was an explosion, and Wang Feng, who had just gone out, stared blankly at the collapsed wall in front of him. Outside the damaged wall, stood a robot with holes all over its body.
"Target found, target locked, incendiary cannon prepared..."
The robot's outstretched palm suddenly sprayed out a large amount of flames. Wang Feng couldn't avoid it and was burned. A burst of fire passed by and Wang Feng's clothes were completely burned, leaving only a pair of boxer briefs alone.
"The target still has vital signs, the rocket launcher is ready..."
The robot scanned the flames with data-driven eyes for a while, and the cannon holes all over its body stretched out, and yellow fire lit up in each of the cannon holes.
Boom boom boom!
Shoots more than a dozen rockets in succession.
"Damn it."
Wang Feng crossed his arms in front of his face, and the rocket launchers arrived in the blink of an eye, all hitting him.
Boom! Boom!
Explosions sounded, and the house turned into a ruin. Wang Feng stood up from the ruins panting, his whole body blackened. He stared at the robot coldly and shouted: "Who are you? Who sent you here?" "
"The target is not dead, the nuclear battery self-destruction system is activated..."
"Self-destruction!?"
Wang Feng was startled and prepared to dodge, but the robot rushed over to him one step ahead and hugged him. Half a second later...
boom! !
Looking from a distance, a mushroom cloud rises into the sky.
"asshole!"
After the smoke passed, Wang Feng stood firmly on the ruins and stared at the pile of tattered robots with a solemn expression. All his clothes had been burned away, leaving only a pair of underwear that was still intact after being exploded by incendiary cannons, rocket launchers and nuclear energy. .
At this time, a voiceover came in: "Nice underwear will remain intact no matter what kind of gunfire it withstands. It is the underwear that heroes can always rely on."
"Nice underwear is strong, durable, breathable and refreshing. They are really nice underwear."
…
ah!
Wang Feng, who had just opened the door and was about to go out, suddenly heard this advertisement playing on the TV behind him. He stumbled and was instantly helpless. According to the two advertisements proposed by the Heroes Association, one was a passionate advertisement. Well, it is a fact. It’s a spicy strip ad, and the other one is a passionate ad. Oh, isn’t the underwear ad passionate enough
Well, Hero Association, Xiqi, I remember you, don't let me take the chance, or I'll beat you until you vomit blood.
He held the door, feeling as if he had eaten a dead fly. His liver and gallbladder were hurt, and he was vomiting blood inside.
…
An uninhabited street in Z city.
Saitama was lying on his bed, staring at the Nice underwear advertisement on TV. Seeing that the Nice underwear worn by Wang Feng in the advertisement had been bombarded by artillery fire over and over again, but it was still fine. He hung his dead fish eyes and scratched Scratching his crotch, he said to himself: "That man's underwear is so strong. I really want a pair. I wonder if the supermarket selling Nice underwear has any special sales..."
The first time Saitama met Wang Feng in his life was from an underwear advertisement. This... is a bit embarrassing!