One Punch of Justice

Chapter 104: In a dream

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With a "squeak" sound, the door to the ward was opened.

Dasqi looked up at the door and saw a strange figure standing there!

"Is it Ms. Dusky?"

The man took the initiative to speak, and even his voice was very unfamiliar.

Although Dasqi felt a little strange, this was the navy headquarters, so she didn't think too much. She just nodded and said, "It's me, are you...?"

"My name is Albert, I'm just a nobody, don't worry..."

Albert raised his head, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes inadvertently: "If it were you, it would be easy..." Before he finished speaking, Albert suddenly rushed forward without warning, and his right index finger suddenly pointed towards Dasqi. was poked on the head: "Suffer death! Point to the gun!!!"

One blow reveals his murderous intent!

With his signature six postures, it goes without saying that you can guess the identity of this person!

albert.

It was the CP0 agent who was once the bodyguard of Saint Charlos and was later ordered by Shalulia Palace to kill Daschi and make it into a living specimen!

He didn't know yet that Shalulia Palace was dead. Moreover, even the Tianlong people have been almost exterminated.

In order to complete the mission, he tried his best to come to the Navy Headquarters.

Now that we have finally found the mission target, we can’t miss this opportunity!

As a master of CP0, Albert is obviously much better than Dusky.

And because at the navy headquarters, Dasqi was unprepared and even placed his weapons nearby, so he had no time to draw his sword to defend himself!

Calculate mentally but not carelessly, and you are stronger!

Dasqi is almost certain to die!

The moment when the finger gun was about to pierce Dasqi's forehead!

at this time!

Suddenly, two figures came out of nowhere and cut off the arm that Albert had used to attack Dusky!

The offensive collapsed in an instant!

Albert endured the severe pain and hurriedly pulled away to avoid the subsequent fierce attacks of the two men!

so close…

If he hadn't retreated in time just now, his head would have been chopped off!

Cold sweat ran down his forehead.

Alport looked at the two guys standing in front of Dusqi with lingering fear, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Bastards... who are you? How dare you stop me!?"

"We are agents of HP - Broken Blade and Broken Soldier!"

The two men re-arranged their posture and looked at Albert expressionlessly: "On the orders of the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, protect the Secret Treasure of Justice and all related people around him! Anyone who intends to assassinate him will be killed without mercy!"

"What an inexplicable organization..."

Albert secretly spat, and then made a strange movement with his right hand. His pupils gradually expanded, and he said to the two people: "You don't know... In fact, I am also a member of your organization. Now the commander-in-chief has changed." Got an idea…”

Before he finished speaking, two cold lights suddenly flashed!

Albert barely dodged the first one, but the second one directly cut him in half!

"Albert, a fellow fruit user..."

The two sheathed their swords, turned back and stared coldly at the dead Albert on the ground, and said slowly: "You can hypnotize others, making them mistakenly think that you are with them, and then sneak into the other party to carry out beheading operations. It is almost the best way to do this." One of the fruits suitable for assassination... Unfortunately, we already know all the information about all of you from the captured 'scholars'... I'm so sorry, we can't win."

It's a pity that Albert can no longer hear it.

It’s no use even hearing it.

Even the top officer of CP0 knelt down. He didn't know who to turn to if he wanted to report a scholar for betrayal.

Things in the real world are over for now.

So now…

dream world

As soon as you open your eyes, it's dawn.

In an empty room, twelve-year-old Saitama woke up from bed.

My mind was blurry and I seemed to have forgotten many things.

I also feel that something is wrong with this world, but if I think about it carefully, I don’t think there is anything wrong.

Pack the bedding.

One person washes, one person eats, and one person picks up his schoolbag and stands in front of the mirror.

In the mirror was a young man with dull eyes and thick hair.

I don't know why, but twelve-year-old Saitama suddenly felt a little happy in his heart.

Put on a smile and walk out of the entrance.

Many students in school uniforms walked forward on the spacious street.

The sun shines on my face, everything seems so familiar.

This is the entrance season for twelve-year-olds.

Saitama is just an ordinary junior high school student.

He has not lost his hair, nor has he gained absolute power that transcends all things that exist or do not exist.

Along with the students going to school, Saitama came to the school.

He is a freshman in this class.

I don’t know what kind of classmates I will meet.

After the entrance ceremony, Saitama and his classmates who were assigned to the same class were brought to the classroom together.

Next is the cookie-cutter self-introduction session.

The daughter of a capitalist, the son of a politician, the daughter of a university professor...

Their introductions were all gorgeous, and the descriptions of their family environment and living standards astonished the rest of the class, and they all carefully flattered and said compliments.

Only Saitama was awake and dozing off.

Thinking about how these young masters and young ladies were assigned to the same school as a poor guy like me...

"Saitama-kun!"

The teacher finally read Saitama's name.

So Saitama stood up and walked onto the podium. After thinking for a few seconds, he said: "My name is Saitama. I am characterized by poverty. My hobbies are...supermarket sales and dreams for the future...I hope I don't buy expired milk. That's it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students below immediately started arguing.

"What kind of self-introduction is that? That's disgusting!"

"You are obviously a junior high school student, but why do you sound like a 25-year-old loser who has accomplished nothing?"

"Be serious and introduce yourself for at least one minute! Do you think this is cool and will attract girls?"

"Why are you assigned to the same class as this guy?"

Seeing the completely different attitudes of the students below and listening to all kinds of sarcastic and unpleasant words, Saitama blinked in confusion.

Why do they laugh at me

My poverty…

Did it cause them trouble

With such confusion, Saitama finished the morning class.

Then, while eating in the cafeteria at noon, Saitama, who had just prepared the meal, suddenly had a whole carton of milk poured from behind.

Look back.

The one who poured the milk was the girl who introduced her father as a capitalist this morning.

"Ah, I'm so sorry~"

Saying an insincere apology, the girl waved the empty box in her hand to the students around her in a show-off manner, pretending to be weak and said: "I accidentally spilled the milk on you, but you shouldn't Do you mind? After all... this is the freshest milk I just bought!"

(End of chapter)