When the fire broke out in Hosu City, the three of Eric happened to be away.

They didn't go to the fast food restaurant, the reason was that Eric got tired of eating hamburgers very rarely, and wanted a change - no, it was because of the further upgrade of the special training for Hong Jiao.

He took his disciples and friends to a rather distant place.

I won't mention the specific training content, as long as you know, Hong Jiaodong set foot on the permafrost glacier in Antarctica for the first time, stepped on the black edge of the active volcanic crater, and ate food on the prairie infested by beasts. Just a BBQ.

All kinds of details that were so thrilling that they would scare people were omitted, so that Hong Jiaodong was constantly refreshing his three views, and immediately had a deeper understanding of "how willful Mr. Eric is".

"I said, Boom boy, you have been with me for so long, how come your ability to accept has not improved?"

The most weird person who can't use common sense to judge, in turn, justifiably dislikes the dull disciple who is still a normal person.

Hong Jiaodong: "...Sorry, I'm too weak."

There is nothing wrong with acknowledging this fact readily.

After all, compared to the two people who were staying with him at this time, Hong Jiaodong felt that he was really nothing.

He couldn't freeze the magma of an active volcano with ice, nor could he blow hundreds of mad buffaloes away with a single punch.Sitting here tenaciously, I can probably only light a fire and grill meat...

Hongjiao Dongxin said that he was not so dull under successive heavy blows that his self-esteem was shattered, and even his world view was shattered to the ground, which is already quite good.

"You can do it, don't be discouraged."

Another eccentric who is not a normal person comforts the boy kindly.

"Work hard and one day you can surpass your teacher, so I won't say it. Well, Jiao Dong, you can work hard to surpass others, come on."

Hong Jiaodong was not hit again, on the contrary, he was greatly encouraged: "Good!"

"Although your teacher has a bad temper and likes to talk backwards, you must tolerate him."

"Well, I see."

"He is violent, beats you often without mercy, and likes to make you go around. These are also proofs that he cares about you."

"Yes... I understand, Mr. Saitama."

"That's good. You're such a good apprentice, and suddenly you start to envy so-and-so..."

So-and-so: "..."

"Do you all think that I don't exist! Also, what does it mean to be violent and have a bad temper and talk backwards? Hey, explain to me clearly? Saitama!"

When "so and so" proved with practical actions that his temper was just bad, most of the day passed by.

It's time to go back, this time, just in time for dinner.

Eric hadn't planned to make an extra detour to Hosu City.

Calculating the time, it's almost time for the boss to get off work.His store opened casually, regardless of whether the business was good or not, the store was closed and locked at six o'clock, every day was no exception, and it was the same today.

The special training site half a world away from Japan could not receive a mobile phone signal, so it was not until they came back that the mobile phone that Hong Jiaodong was carrying on his body suddenly vibrated violently.

Don't ask why the only thing shaking is the frozen phone.

Eric basically didn't have the concept that things like mobile phones might be used at any time, and he didn't bring them with him when he went out today.

The shock at this time came suddenly, and it seemed to convey some kind of uneasy message.

"..."

When Hong Jiaodong saw the name on the caller ID, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

He answered immediately.

Sure enough, the noise from the microphone was extremely ear-piercing, as if it suddenly pierced the eardrum and pierced through the brain.

The usually calm boy's complexion couldn't help changing, but he didn't have time to speak.

Don't waste his time relaying anything.

Both Eric and Saitama heard what leaked from the microphones—obviously the sound of a violent explosion.

Even though the sound waves that erupted did not directly reach the ears, they still stirred up waves in the heart.

Izuku Midoriya was speaking in a hasty tone, but his voice was completely covered by the loud noise, and some of the missing words were intermittent, and he couldn't make up a complete sentence.

however.

Still not needed.

The sound of the wind suddenly rose, it seemed to be more passionate and fierce than the roar in the distance, and it hurt people all over.

"call--"

Without giving the slightest moment of hesitation, the three people who were still on the way back disappeared in an instant.

Eric himself couldn't tell whether it was a "personality" ability to activate, and the speed was so fast.

After being pulled violently by the young man beside him, his head sank and fainted, and when he landed again, although only a moment passed, his thoughts still couldn't keep up.

He was a little late, and when he came back to himself, he realized that he had found himself in quite unexpected—and rather bad—circumstances.

explosion.

flare.

Collapsed building.

Scattered, screaming crowds.

The breath of despair broke the barrier of peace in the past so easily, and spread menacingly around, covering everything almost instantly.

The change is too fast, completely inconsistent with the impression deeply engraved before, and it will inevitably add a bit of shock to people's confusion.

However, after undergoing this period of tempering, Hong Jiaodong's reaction is still extremely fast.

Even though he was shocked, he didn't stay in a daze for a long time, and quickly recovered the state he should be facing in a critical situation: "The source of the explosion... is over there!"

"No, what is going on with these riots? There are more than one enemy, and they are around here—yes, they?!"

The shaking eyes skipped the gunpowder smoke that seemed to cover the sky, and standing in the middle of the street scattered with rubble and ruins, their figures were quite small against the backdrop.

Hong Jiaodong let out an unstoppable sound of astonishment, he couldn't believe what he saw.

He saw the terrifying enemy that had appeared in the USJ incident before.

Huge in stature, ugly in appearance, and at the same time with something like a brain exposed, he had a fierce confrontation with Olmert in the USJ incident.

Although in the end, the weirdo was knocked down and subdued by Olmert, but as a bystander who saw that scene nearby, the "monster" with terrifying power that could entangle the No.1 hero left a deep impression on him .

Enemies exactly the same as those seen that day appeared in Hosu City.

Moreover, it is not just "one" that appears.

There are countless—at least for now, the number cannot be counted—monsters with terrifying power have fallen into the urban area, wreaked havoc everywhere, and caused a huge crisis!

In front of them, it happened to be the scene where the monster destroyed the street and locked the target on the panic-stricken people who ran away.

"Ooooooooooooo!!!"

Boom!

Just at this moment, the ugly monster climbed on the building with a large gap, and suddenly broke free from the shackles thrown up by the people below trying to stop him.

Accompanied by deafening howls, the earth was shaken.

This monster called "Brainless" has no thinking ability in its brain, but its purpose is quite clear.

Throwing away the professional heroes who surrounded it, its dull eyes slowly turned, letting the people who had still had time to run too far come into its field of vision.

Destruction, destruction, and killing are far from being satisfied.

"Bang!"

The telegraph pole parked by the roadside was slapped by Naowu's waving arm, and the entire telegraph pole was sent flying with a bang!

The upper end of the telephone pole was still connected with the wire, and it was torn off at this moment, and the sky mixed with smoke and dust flickered frighteningly.

And the poles that flew out with electricity and sparks seemed to have crossed a distance of tens of meters in a few moments, casting a heavy shadow behind the people who were still fleeing without knowing it.

"Oops!"

There are only a few professional heroes who have been thrown away, and they are not brainless opponents at all.

Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, they couldn't help but change their faces after struggling to get up from the ground, and they cried out in regret and self-blame.

"It's too late, damn—"

"Boom!!!"

An even more scalp-numbing bang rang out, and the splashed smoke and broken gravel completely covered the surrounding environment.

The living people who could continue to escape had their legs weak and fell to the ground with a thump, their bodies trembling, and they didn't dare to turn their heads to see the cruel scene of life disappearing in an instant.

The heavy telegraph pole has indeed fallen...

Just listen to the sound, that's right.

Can--

and many more.

what is that?

"...I, I, am I still alive?"

The person who was shrouded in shadow a moment ago raised his head from the debris all over the place in disbelief.

The mutation happened in a moment that almost no one could fully capture.

The utility pole is broken.

But not shattered by impact with the ground.

Who is it... with such an astonishing speed?

He came to the back of the victim, and his raised knee collided with the heavy object with layers of pressure first.

Then, what was more fragile fell apart, and the fragments scattered like flying feathers.

But the loud bang heard by everyone didn't come from this, it was still after a moment when they couldn't tell the difference.

The raised leg falls.

His people have already appeared a few meters away.

Nao Wu's head was trampled under his feet.Then, he stomped down the road with his whole body including the rough benzene.

Not only that one foothold, the surrounding roads that were originally relatively flat suddenly collapsed, and spider web-like cracks stretched across the entire street.

And most central.

The depression stepped out by that person with brute force was several meters deep.

Until the dust happened to be blown away by the blowing wind, the remnants of the pavement trembling and hanging on the edge of the depression were overwhelmed and fell with a crash.

It was only then that the people at the scene were able to see who the ignorant man who drove everyone, including a few professional heroes, into a predicament—that young man who only left his back for those behind him.

They all know him!

"...Eric? Is that Eric?"

"At the Heroes Sports Festival, the legendary freshman who won No.1! He, how could he? Is he stronger than professional heroes?!"

There was only one voice that could be said to be completely calm, slowly coming from behind:

"Isn't the rule here that you can't use your personality at will? Eric, is it okay?"

"What does it matter?"

The short figure in front of him moved slightly, and the boy spoke, like a cold wave, sweeping away all the noise.

There were still fragments of dust mixed in the wind, falling on the young man's snow-white and almost pale cheeks.

His figure, his silver hair, and even his face were all two extreme colors of black and white.

It's still bright.

This and the extremely monotonous color form a huge contrast that can make others startled.

Those golden eyes that are not clouded by any dust and smoke are the everlasting red sun.

A solar storm was brewing in Jin Dao's brilliant eyes, and no one dared to look at him at this moment.

Fortunately, in front of him, as far as his eyes can see, there are only "scum" that can be safely swept away by the storm.

Eric was rather annoyed.

"personality?"

He sneered slightly.

Afterwards, Quen Bing's voice was arrogant: "Did I use 'personality'? No."

"To deal with this kind of stuff..."

"It's enough to hold back the disgust and step down!"

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