Didn't listen to anyone at all.
Ha ha…
Baccarat stood there awkwardly, already giving up on herself.
I originally thought that this task was quite simple, because judging from the photos, this admiral should be very easy to deal with, but I didn't expect that after three hours of contact, the channels of the two sides did not match up for even one second!
It’s so difficult…
Why can this kind of wood be so strong and be liked by girls
…
The pirate over there was not a small character originally.
The bounty is 91 million, which is equivalent to half the salary of Saitama and Tatsuki. Unfortunately, after being with Saitama for so many years, Tatsuki's strength has been improving by leaps and bounds. It takes almost two hits to deal with a pirate of this level. You can kill one.
Especially the high heels that Dasqi wore today were very painful to kick...
"ah!"
But also because of the high heels.
When she landed, Dasqi stumbled and almost fell to the ground. However, with her flexible skills, she quickly regained her footing and regained her balance.
The man stood firm, but some of the gold coins he had just won fell to the ground and rolled far away.
Dasqi wanted to pick up the gold coins.
But suddenly a dirty little boy jumped out of nowhere, grabbed the gold coins on the ground, and ran away!
Dasqi didn't care about money.
But what I saw all the way by car was the luxury and splendor of this city.
The sudden appearance of such a little boy made her a little curious.
That kid…
How did you come to this city
…
The little boy ran wildly through the crowd, not daring to look back, for fear that the powerful navy behind him would catch up!
He is afraid, of course he is afraid!
But he is even more afraid of not having money!
I just sell flowers and work as a waiter every day. I can barely even eat, let alone regain my freedom...
Underneath any brightness there is a shadow.
In the worst of times, one person enjoys happiness and ninety-nine people suffer.
So relatively speaking, even in the best of times, if ninety-nine people enjoy happiness, one person must suffer.
This city is so beautiful.
But hidden behind the scenes is Tezzolo's sin of using despicable means to deceive people into bankruptcy and then forcing them to work to repay their debts.
Rushing through the crowd in panic.
The little boy ran for a long time and finally bumped into someone.
"Hug...sorry!"
Without even looking, the little boy apologized casually and ran away.
It's a pity that the person who was hit was waiting for him here specially. How could he be allowed to escape
"I'm talking about you..."
The man reached out and grabbed the little boy's collar, and lightly punched him on the head with his other hand: "Why did you steal that lady's gold coins just now?"
The little boy kept struggling and said angrily: "Who are you? It's none of your business!"
The man wore a top hat with goggles on his head and had short wavy blond hair. He looked very handsome and always had a confident smile on his lips.
"What a coincidence."
The blond boy walked forward while twisting the little boy, and said with a slight smile: "My job is to meddle in other people's business."
"hateful!"
The little boy desperately tried to pry the blond boy's hand away, but was still unable to do so. In the end, he could only shout angrily: "I picked up the money, it's mine!"
The blond boy corrected: "Stealed."
"You don't understand anything at all!"
The little boy gritted his teeth and tears gradually flowed down: "Without money, there is no freedom. They are so rich, so what does it matter if they give us a little..."
"There are relationships."
The blond boy stopped, put the little boy down temporarily, wiped his tears, looked into his eyes very seriously and said: "That was stolen... I know what Tezzolo did, and our revolutionary army is also doing it." I came here for this, but... for the sake of your freedom, can you infringe on the interests of others?"
The little boy said "poof": "The two of them are so rich, they must not be good people!"
"Then you are wrong..."
The corner of the blond boy's mouth raised, as if he remembered something again: "Although the time I spent with him was short, what I learned became an important turning point in my life... From you, I seem to see what I was like when I was a child. With Ace, he was really rebellious at that time..."
Only then did the little boy react: "Do you know them?"
"Well, I know one of them..."
The blond boy nodded and continued to pull the little boy towards Saitama.
It’s the same dress.
Still the same face.
I have grown up... You are still the same, you haven't changed at all...
Walking up to Saitama, the blond boy just looked at him.
Saitama blinked strangely.
"Long time no see, Teacher Saitama..."
The blond boy took off the top hat on his head and bowed deeply: "I will keep every word of your teaching in mind... Although I have not become bald, I have become somewhat stronger... "
Saitama looked confused: "Who are you?"
"Oh... As expected..."
The blond boy sighed slightly, and then bowed to Saitama again: "Then... I'm sorry!" After that, the blond boy magically took out a water pipe from behind, played with it twice, and put on a perfect expression. Two's pose: "The bald sea monster! The heroic sea warriors are back for revenge!"
The people around were dumbfounded.
Why does such a handsome young man seem to have something wrong with his brain
But when Saitama heard the words "bald-headed sea monster", he immediately thought of the imps he had lived in the bandit Dadan's house a long time ago!
Saitama finally realized: "Saab?"
"You finally remembered."
Sabo grinned and smiled very happily: "Saitama-sensei, please accept me as your disciple!"
Saitama sighed: "Allow me to refuse."
Sabo scratched his head regretfully: "You're still so strict, Saitama-sensei."
After saying that, the two smiled in tacit understanding.
Time seems to have returned to that year. A little boy with a missing tooth in his mouth saw Saitama off at the pier, constantly waving his little hand...
It was only then that the person next to him finally managed to get in the conversation.
Baccarat looked Sabo up and down with a scrutinizing eye, and asked with some confusion: "General Saitama, who is this...?"
"I am Saitama-sensei's disciple... Well, I decided on my own..."
Sabo smiled very warmly, stretched out his hand to pull the little boy in front of him, took away the gold coin, returned it to Dasqi, and then lightly punched him on the head: "Apologise."
The little boy pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to say sorry vaguely, his eyes full of reluctance.
However, Sabo didn't make things difficult for him. He let him go and watched him disappear into the crowd.
(End of chapter)