Marvel, one punch

Outside the dilapidated bungalow, red figures flashed past and then quickly disappeared.

We found a place to stay, but what should we do for dinner?

Saitama just sat cross-legged on the ground, not feeling dirty.

Covered with cobwebs and covered in dust, there are only a handful of furnishings.

A simple and shabby wooden table, this is the only thing Saitama can see the shape of.

Ah, I remember I still had a few coins with me.

Saitama slapped his head fiercely and was about to touch the bag on his shirt.

Well, let’s go to grandma and get the sweatshirt back first. The coins are hidden in the sweatshirt.

吱鸭

The wooden door was slowly closed, making a harsh and sharp sound.

Saitama looked at the countless dilapidated buildings in front of him and walked deeper into the alley.

Although there are many buildings, they all look like they are uninhabited. The entire alley is empty, echoing with Saitama's pacing.

Saitama didn't walk very fast, observing the surrounding environment with a pair of dead fish eyes.

It looks like a slum.

These buildings were not uninhabited. Saitama saw a few slovenly middle-aged men on the far right checking the kiji.

Saitama, an old lady with triangular eyes, put her hands together in front of her mouth to make a trumpet shape and shouted loudly.

No one responded.

Only the frightened crow flew over Saitama's head and made a hissing sound.

After shouting a few more times, Saitama sighed into the void.

Oh, grandma, really, where can I go at such an old age?

Saitama could say that the alley had reached its end, and the sound spread to every corner of the neighborhood. Logically speaking, the old lady should be able to hear it.

But no one responded

Saitama touched the smooth back of his head, turned around and walked towards the dilapidated bungalow.

Called away?

Yes, it looks like the bald guy is back

Deep in the shadows that are not easy to see.

Slowly walked out a plainly dressed old lady with triangular eyes. She was the grandmother who rented Saitama's house.

Mrs. Gao, I don’t understand why you want people to stare at this bald guy, who looks worse than a tramp.

Mrs. Gao narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the back of a salted fish being dragged away in the distance.

Don't be careless. If you can live as long as me one day, you will know that the bald man is really extraordinary. He makes me feel very strange. One moment, he is like an unstoppable monster, and the next moment, he is like an unstoppable monster. Like an ordinary person without any abilities

Our factory is secretive, and anything that seems a bit out of place must be treated with caution.

Mrs. Gao kept staring at the salted fish's back until it disappeared at the end of the alley.

Then why not kill him directly? If he is a superpower, with so many of us, we can subdue him. If he is an ordinary person, just kill him. The police here will not care about an unidentified person. dead

A calm tone came from the shadow behind Mrs. Gao, killing someone seemed to be just an ordinary thing.

Mrs. Gao frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

He turned his head and said in a deep voice: Don't cause any unnecessary trouble for me at this juncture.

The calm words seemed to have more of a deterrent effect. Shadow remained silent, and it took him a long time to slowly spit out one word:

Saitama continued to sit cross-legged on the floor of the shabby bungalow. There was neither a chair nor a bed, and there was only a shaped table that could be used to sit on. However, Saitama accidentally touched it just now and it fell apart.

Staring at the red and white sweatshirt in front of him, Saitama found it beside the door of his home and touched his chin in a contemplative manner.

Ah, sure enough, the clothes are too cheap, even my grandma doesn’t like them.

He reached out and touched the sweatshirt,

Carefully hold out a few coins

found it

Saitama's eyes that rarely shined suddenly dimmed again.

Forgot that this is another world, so the coins can’t be used out, right?

Saitama slowly put the three coins back and sighed.

grumble

The sound from his stomach broke the silence in the room.

Saitama looked down and said to himself with a bitter look: Speaking of which, Genos and I didn't have breakfast in order to rush to the supermarket early.

A moment of silence.

Ah, now that’s the only way to use that trick?

Saitama clenched his fists, and a look of perseverance appeared on his face. This extremely mediocre poker face suddenly exuded an amazing look.

serious

Saitama suddenly roared loudly into the air, causing a whirlwind to blow forward.

go to bed

So Saitama, with a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye, grabbed the red and white sweatshirt on the ground, covered himself with it, and lay down.

snore

There was a sound of happy breathing in the house~

Are you serious

Could this bald guy be a fool?

The boss asked us to come here to monitor a fool.

There are three red figures on the dilapidated bungalow. Through the roof with half of the tiles fallen off, they look at the bald man in the house who is snoring in a sweaty dialect.

Oh

Saitama rubbed his dead eyes, slowly sat up half of his body, and stared at the half-broken roof.

Is it already night?

It's a pretty good night tonight. The cunning moonlight just shines through the shabby roof and onto Saitama's salty face.

Saitama lowered his head and touched his stomach.

grumble

Ah, I'm still very hungry. I'm thinking of Genos, but I haven't finished eating the special cabbage from the past few days.

Saitama smashed his mouth and pretended to eat.

砰

Extremely suddenly, before Saitama could react, the only intact wooden door of this dilapidated bungalow

broken

A red figure is lying on the broken wood

The red figure looked like he had not died and was struggling to stand up again.

Suddenly, an afterimage flashed past.

The red figure was thrown away violently in a dazed state. There is another bright little star tonight.

Saitama's face was cold, his eyes sharp, and he walked outside step by step.

Luke, you didn't punch that hard just now. Why did you knock that ninja away so far?

A man with glowing fists, a yellow turban and a dragon tattoo on his chest said jokingly.

You can do it, you can do it

The black man named Luke punched out again, knocking a red ninja away.

Don't be poor, you two

The short stick was thrown out, and the man in dark red clothing with the DD logo on his chest performed a perfect spin and jump.

Be careful. The news tonight is indeed correct. Madam Gao and the others are making big moves. We must hurry up.

The woman also punched out, knocking over a ninja in red who was about to attack.

The red ninja who was beaten away by Luke just now was lucky enough not to die.

After flying out and falling to the ground, the ninja slowly recovered.

I almost peeed when I looked at it.

A white braised egg is watching me