"King, it turns out that I am still no match for you. However, I have something to ask... Do you powerful guys like to hit eggs?"
Sony's face was ashen and he pointed at King and complained loudly.
"Egg-beating? Oh no, I don't have a hobby of egg-beating. I just happened to hit your indescribable part. In other words, maybe you have the magic power to attract fists."
King explained very seriously.
"No matter what, I am willing to admit defeat. Since I am defeated by you, then I am willing to surrender without mercy. However, I will come out again sooner or later, and then we will have to compete."
Sonic gritted his teeth and spoke harshly.
"Hey, stop trying to be brave. Why are you willing to admit defeat, and why are you willing to surrender without mercy? You obviously can't run away, right?" The heart-wrenching words of the Venerable Vest pierced Sonic's heart.
"Hmph, I am an outstanding ninja who came out of the ninja village. I have already mastered the word 'nin' to perfection. How could I be knocked down by a small blow? If I want to escape, I only need to kick my foot. It will disappear from your eyes in an instant, leaving you unable to catch even its shadow."
“…”
I can’t tell!
King and Lord Vest looked at Sonic's current situation with speechless faces.
"What expressions are you looking at...do you think I'm lying?"
Sonic glared fiercely at the King and the Supreme Lord, holding the ham and eggs between his legs and shaking constantly. His delicate face was distorted by pain, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He looked extremely exhausted, as if he had masturbated too much.
Beep beep!
During the confrontation between several people, the police car arrived belatedly.
"I lost this time, so I am willing to surrender. Next time I..."
Before Sonic could finish his words, his mouth was gagged. In view of the fact that Sonic was a good ninja and had many means of escape, the police department specially used the latest special torture device made by the Hero Association to restrain Sonic's whole body. The torture tools were there, so he couldn't move, and even his mouth was sealed.
Beep beep!
The police re-arrested Sonic and brought him to justice. After repeatedly thanking the king and the Venerable Master for their help, they immediately escorted Sonic to the Smelly Gai Prison. Such a powerful criminal can only be safe if he is imprisoned in the Smell Gai Prison.
"Thing is settled."
King looked at the police car going away and felt a headache. He originally thought that Sonic's escape from prison could be used to delay the duel with Tatsumaki, but he didn't expect that Sonic was defeated with almost no effort. It was really annoying.
"Let's go, you have to face what you have to face. This is life."
He smiled helplessly, turned around and walked towards Mike's car.
"King, wait a moment."
Venerable Shit suddenly stopped the king without warning.
"Um?"
King looked back at the Venerable Master in confusion, "What are you causing trouble?"
"King, actually, there is something I have wanted to tell you for a long time." The Venerable Venerable Venerable took a breath and said slowly: "I have always been unconvinced by your title of the strongest man!"
“…”
how? Do you also want to have a fight with me
King was speechless. As expected, it was extremely cold at high places. Everyone wanted to climb and conquer my peak.
"But, I also know that in terms of strength, I am not your opponent. For example, just now, I couldn't detect Sonic's ultra-fast movement at all, but you defeated him easily. You're welcome. Say, I lost to you indirectly."
The vest-backed venerable stared at the king and said solemnly: "However, the title of the strongest man cannot just be based on strength. The most important thing for a man is to have a kidney."
"Kidney removal?"
King is full of watts, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand it at all
"Huh~" Venerable Shirt took a deep breath, as if making a major decision, and looked at King solemnly, "King, before you and Tatsumaki compete, let's have a men's competition? Let's see Who is more manly!?”
"Men's competition? Arm wrestling?"
King suddenly remembered the first time he met Lord Vest at the headquarters of the Hero Association. At that time, Lord Vest had stared at him with an aggressive look, and then invited him to a competition between men - arm wrestling. Fortunately, Xiqi intervened and it didn't happen. Otherwise, his little arms and legs really wouldn't be able to fuck the opponent.
Unexpectedly, a few months later, Lord Shirt would once again propose a competition between men, and it was at the critical moment of his duel with Tatsumaki.
"Of course it's not an arm-wrestling." The corner of the vest's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart. With your arm strength of swinging hundreds of tons of objects, wouldn't an arm-wrestling with you be asking for abuse
"what is that?"
"Of course, competitions between men also involve kidney failure, so I decided to challenge you. Let's compete in a traditional men's competition that has been passed down from ancient times... to see who can pee farther!"
"puff!"
King stared at the solemn vested lord in stunned silence, Watt, are you sure you are not kidding? The battle between our two S-class heroes is... who can pee farther
"OK!"
After thinking for two seconds, he agreed neatly. In this competition, the arm wrestling was better. At least he could pee far away, so he had a chance to win. However, in the arm wrestling, without consuming cards, he was basically guaranteed to lose, so he After weighing it in his mind, he still felt that whoever peeed farther was more in line with his current situation.
"King, there is no need to be burdened. Just think of it as a warm-up before your duel with Tatsumaki. It doesn't matter if you lose. After all, it cannot represent your true strength."
Venerable Vest pointed forward, "There is a lawn there. There is no one around now, so we can compete safely."
"Open air?"
King was surprised and asked, wouldn't it be better to find a more hidden place for this kind of thing? Is it too immoral to compete with others on the lawns of city parks to see who can pee farther
"Don't worry, I can't sense anyone around me. No one will care about us even if we urinate all over the place."
Venerable Vest took the lead and went to the lawn to wait.
King slapped his forehead and followed helplessly. It was too cheap for me, the strongest man, to do such a vulgar thing.
"Tell me about the rules..." The vest-backed venerable glanced sideways at the king and said softly: "Let's see who urinates the farthest. The person who pees the farthest wins."
“…”
What’s the difference between this rule and not saying it
King's mouth twitched slightly and he nodded silently.
"Okay, now that you understand the rules, then... let the battle begin!"
The vest-vener's eyes were sharp. The muscles in his arms tensed instantly, and his biceps bulged. His palms with swollen veins suddenly tugged, and with a clatter, the zipper was pulled down. In an instant, he prepared his weapon, aimed at the target, and was ready. emission!
Zizz!
The cannonball is fired, drawing a perfect parabola, heading towards the enemy!
boom!
The artillery fire roared and landed leisurely, and the air was filled with the special smell produced by the shells.