Snap!
A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead.
Gulu!
A mouthful of saliva fell from his throat.
Whoops!
A breath came out of the nose.
"How many?"
An anxious word came out of the courier boy's mouth.
"Um?"
Several tough men crossed their chests with their hands, stared at the courier boy coldly, and let out a sneer that chilled their bones.
The courier boy shrank his neck, picked up the express package in his hand, and whispered: "Please... please sign for the express delivery!"
"Well."
The big men were silent and kept scanning the courier boy with suspicious eyes.
"I sensed no murderous intent from him."
Jeff shook his head. He had a very strong sense of perception and could detect the other person's emotional fluctuations.
"Probably a master."
Wu Chisha's analysis was reasonable: "There are some martial arts masters who can restrain their murderous intent and control their emotions..."
"If you dare to assassinate your master, castrate him first!!"
Piccolo's face was full of evil spirits. He was controlled by King. Although he didn't know why, his fate was already connected with King. He could sense that if something happened to King, he would never be able to escape.
Therefore, assassinating the king is almost equivalent to assassinating him. His temperament is to kill an enemy who wants to kill him rather than let him go.
"Heroes, I have no idea what you are talking about? I am just an ordinary courier boy!!"
The courier boy almost cried when surrounded by several big men.
Tear! !
Bic's palm turned into a claw, and with one stroke, the express package split open, revealing a new smartphone as delicate as a remote control inside.
"It seems we misunderstood him."
Axel took out his phone and checked it, making sure there was nothing wrong with it.
"So... there is another killer, interesting!!"
Jeff squinted and glanced around, silently receiving information from all directions, looking for the hidden killer. However, the information fed back from the surroundings showed that there was no malicious intent.
"It's gone."
"Hey, I'm going out. When are you leaving?"
When Wu Chi and others were inspecting the courier boy, King was already dressed and ready to go out. He was already playing games with Saitama. It turned out that Saitama made him collapse in combos yesterday. He was not convinced and borrowed his game console to go back and practice. It is said that I have achieved some success with my new moves, so I called him to arrange a fight.
"Let's go!!"
Wu Chi and others sent the courier boy away, handed the Hero Association's new smartphone to King, and asked: "Senior King, where are you going? There are people in the dark who are always ready to assassinate you."
"it does not matter!"
King waved his hand. With his defense and regeneration abilities, unless the top guys came to assassinate him, it would have no effect on him at all.
"Then Senior King, be careful, and..." Wu Chi and the others looked at King solemnly, "Please seriously consider our suggestions. We firmly believe that the Heroes Association will not be your final destination."
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
King nodded absently, and then, under the watch of Wu Chi and others, he rose into the sky and headed towards Z City.
"wack?"
King walked forward, as fast as lightning, passing through the air. It didn't take long for him to arrive at Z City. However, when he lowered the altitude, he frowned. Looking down from the sky, he clearly saw several people. A strange man walked into a deserted street from the city, then disappeared again after making a few turns.
"How come there are weirdos gathering in No Man's Street? Could it be that No Man's Street is a weirdo stronghold?"
He frowned, a little amused, "Which weirdo is so bold as to build a stronghold under Saitama's ass?"
Before he traveled through time, the One Punch Man comics had not updated the location of the Weird Association, so he did not know that the Weird Association was located under the deserted street.
"The world is getting more and more chaotic."
"However, as the saying goes: when the world is going to be in chaos, there will always be monsters, and only such chaotic times can give birth to the strange flower Saitama!!"
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Click, click, click! !
In the Kunos laboratory in City Z, Genos kept wandering around, getting familiar with his new body. Yesterday when he was in City C, after defeating the awakened cockroach, he encountered the hero and was killed by the hero in seconds. He was almost scrapped. In Kunos With the help of his drone, he was able to return to the laboratory for repairs, and Kunos modified and upgraded his body equipment.
"How do you feel? Can you get used to it?"
Kunos asked with concern.
"Huh? There's no problem. I feel fine." Genos shook his fist and thanked him: "Dr. Kunos, thank you very much for letting you stay up all night again because of me."
"It's nothing. Compared with letting you recover as soon as possible and return to the disaster frontline to eliminate weirdos, my personal rest time is not important." Kunos smiled: "However, because of this emergency, it inspired my Inspiration, although the parts on your body have not changed much, your strength has definitely been enhanced."
"Yeah, I can feel it!!"
Genos clenched his fists and said seriously: "I won't lose again!!"
"This... let's not discuss your victory or defeat for now."
"Dr. Kunos, don't you believe I can defeat those weirdos?"
Kunos said earnestly: "What I mean is that temporary failure is not shameful. We must have a spirit of repeated defeats and fights. As long as we adhere to the concept of justice, even if we cannot defeat evil for the time being, as long as we know our shame and be brave, in the end The victory will definitely belong to us."
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"Dr. Kunos, thank you for your teachings. I will keep them in mind."
Genos stared at Kunos and nodded solemnly.
"Well, don't be too pushy. What if you lose? You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood. Sometimes when I look at you, I seem to see me when I was young, with the same justice in my heart and the same reckless actions... Hi, Bu Nao Sorry." Kunos waved his hand, "I know you are anxious to leave, so I won't keep you here. I'll go back and catch up on my sleep. You can do whatever you want!"
"Well, Dr. Kunos, you have a good rest. I will come back to visit you in two days."
"Huh? It's going to break so soon?"
"... No, I want to come to visit you."
"I understand, I understand."
Kunos waved his hand, turned around and entered the bedroom.
"I wonder how the teacher's situation is? Did he win the martial arts competition? Has the weirdo disaster been resolved?"
Genos frowned slightly.
"Of course, the most important thing is that weirdo... the weirdo who hit me hard with every move he made. When fighting, I have never felt so powerless. It was as if the opponent was a mountain that I could only look up to. It made people almost suffocate. That kind of The intensity, even if the teacher takes action, is probably a bit overwhelming!!"
With worries in his heart, he hurriedly left the laboratory.