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His face was covered in blood on his head and feet.

Maybe it was because Banggu didn't use much force, the strange man was neither crushed by a punch nor fainted, and he was watching Mu Yang and the others with eyes full of horror.

I think his status in the Weird Association is mediocre, and his strength is also in the middle and lower ranks, but he is also a ghost-level weirdo...

But now...he was almost sent away by a slap in the face of an ordinary old man.

Looking carefully, this old man is actually an S-class hero with silver fangs, and the people next to him are not fuel-efficient lights, either A-class heroes or S-class heroes.

Um?Why is there a B-level hero mixed in?

Huh?Why are there not only B-level heroes, but also unknown ones?Is it a hero below B rank?

As a weirdo who joined the Weird Association, he knew the Heroes Association quite well. After all, the two associations were hostile in terms of their names, not to mention that the Heroes Association was so famous and the list of heroes spread widely.

For some heroes who are famous enough, weirdos who have time to collect information can also recognize them.

For example, the current weirdo has been a weirdo for some time, and he has enough time to collect information.

That's why they were so frightened when they saw the luxurious lineup in front of them.

cool...

A certain weirdo is already in despair, and he has been sentenced to no escape, so he must be cold.

"Silver fangs, you didn't use your strength!"

Seeing that the strange man was not sent away with a single punch, the Atomic Warrior grinned and said with a smile.

As he said that, the Atomic Warrior drew his sword and walked towards the weirdo, intending to give him a good time.

Mu Yang raised his hand and placed it in front of the Atomic Warrior. When he cast a puzzled look, he explained: "Don't kill him for now, wait until we get the information out."

"What information?" Atomic Warrior raised his eyebrows.

"Information from the Monster Association."

Before the words were finished, the expressions of everyone present changed, including that weirdo.

Before a few people raised questions, Mu Yang used telekinetic power to control the weirdo, and said to Banggu and the others: "Don't get excited, we'll talk about the details later, go back to the apartment building first."

Seeing this situation, the rest of the people hurried towards the apartment building without asking any further questions.

The Weird Association, understood from the name, is an association composed of weird people, so how many weird people are in this association, how strong are its members, how long has it been established... and other issues, Bangu and others are very concerned.

On the other side, Saitama and King were walking in the street on the way home.

King stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at the top of a certain building, and muttered to himself, "Why do I feel like someone is looking at me?"

Saitama next to him saw King stop, so he stopped too, looked at King and asked, "What's wrong?"

King raised his hand and pointed to a certain building and said, "There seems to be something there?"

Qiyu looked in the direction King pointed, and nodded slightly: "There is a strange person hiding there."

As soon as the words came out, King's expression was as calm as ever. There is a saying that when the sky falls, there is a tall man holding it up, and the person standing next to him is a super tall tall man.

With that said, King turned his head to look down at Saitama's smooth head.

Let me explain here, King's height is 187cm, Saitama's height is 175cm, the height difference is quite obvious.

At the same time, lying on the roof of the building, the weird man with very good hearing changed his face instantly. He recognized one of the two people - the S-class hero King.

He thought he was no match for an S-level hero, so he didn't have any reckless thoughts at all, and without the slightest hesitation in his heart, he disappeared in place and turned into an afterimage "咻咻咻" jumping between buildings. no trace.

"It's really decisive, and it runs fast enough." King commented.

"Let's go." Qiyu didn't have the intention of chasing and killing the weirdo, so he called King and walked back towards home.

The remaining weirdo did not encounter any accidents, but he also failed to find valuable information, and was still wandering around in no man's land.

………………

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

The squirrel monster who left the team before has returned to the Monster Association deep underground, conveying the speculations of his companions and some useless information.

"Hey~ Does the Hero Association want to attack No Man's Land?"

Wearing a crown and a cloak, the middle-aged man with long hair looked very sloppy, stroked his beard, and summarized the message conveyed by the squirrel monster.

"Heh! If the Heroes Association dares to come, I can wipe out its entire army."

The whole body is black, the face is white, and there are horns on the head. He looks very obscene and weird, and he said arrogantly.

"ayyy..." It looked like a fleshy ball with four limbs, and a strange man with only one mouth. He opened his mouth and let out a roar with no other meaning, and he didn't know what it wanted to express.

"Hey~ let's fight~" the cat weirdo Miaomiao muttered in a low voice.

Seeing the very ugly weirdo scratching his exposed belly, he said casually: "It doesn't matter, it's okay to hit, or not to hit, just don't waste my time reading comics."

"Ka Ka Ka..." Elder Centipede, with only one face exposed in the hole in the wall, moved his fangs a few times, making the sound of hard objects colliding.

"Hero? He should be pretty strong, right?" The humanoid hero turned out to be a warrior. He was once the king of the first martial arts tournament. At the moment, the focus is on whether the enemy is strong, whether the battle can satisfy him, and...

How many heroes would be willing to be weirdos.

A strange man in light armor with wings on his back didn't finish speaking. The face inside the bird's beak was quietly looking ahead, not participating in the conversation, and he didn't know what he was thinking.