The bizarre adventure that begins with One Punch Man

At this point, the remaining pile of N cards are basically of no great value.

Qiao Sen glanced over and landed on one of them.

He put the other fantasy cards back into the deck, but kept it.

A tacky and ostentatious American-Spangled Banner cloak was engraved on the white card. Just one look at it would make people think that the person wearing it might have a serious brain disease.

Let F Zai activate his stand ability to materialize it, and Qiao Sen threw it into the toilet.

Saitama often wets the floor when washing hands and vegetables. This rag is a bit ugly, but the material is thick, so it can be used as a rag.

In this case, let's go to that world in the next world.

Qiao Sen put his hands behind his head and made a decision.

……

"Saitama, where is the rag in the toilet?"

Early in the morning, Qiao Sen opened Saitama's door.

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Saitama yawned, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the sky outside the window:"Qiao Sen, why are you here so early today?"

"The rag in the toilet... I thought, oh! I had diarrhea last night and the toilet was blocked. I threw it away overnight because it was too dirty to clean the floor tiles."

"Ah this……"

Qiao Sen was speechless, but saw Saitama get up and take out half of the Stars and Stripes cloak from the bottom storage cabinet.

"That rag is so big that I cut half of it in advance. Do you want to use it?"

"I don't know where you got this piece of cloth. It was so hard to cut it that I almost broke the only pair of scissors at home. In the end, I had to tear it apart with my bare hands.……"

While Saitama was muttering, F-boy's strong lavender figure stepped out of Qiao Sen's body and reached out to extract the time and space elements from it.

Then he gestured."OK"The gesture disappeared into the air

"No, you keep it for now."

"I have to go out today. I brought you breakfast on the table. Don't forget to eat it. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, Qiao Sen closed the door.

"OK, thanks……"

Qiao Sen's footsteps disappeared in the living room. A ray of blue light flashed between the door and the floor. Saitama knew that he had used his superpowers to leave.

"I can go wherever I want in no time. Superpowers are really convenient."

Saitama stretched himself, got up and changed into sportswear.

"Qiao Sen-jun is not here, so what should I do today? Oh, it's decided! After breakfast, I'll run to find King to play games! On the way, I'll finish the rest of today's training!"

……

New York, the headquarters building of Vought International Group.

This is a holy place in the minds of superhumans all over the world. The headquarters of the superhero group"Super Seven" led by"Homelander" is located in this building.

Every superpowered person longs to be selected by Vought Company and become a member of the seven.

Everyone in this superhero team has countless fans. As long as they can join them, fame, status, money, beauty, and other things that ordinary people dream of will be at their fingertips.

Because the exterior of the building is designed in the shape of a round tower, the outside world is more accustomed to calling this building the

Super Seven Tower.

At this time, the sky in New York is sunny.

The security personnel in the reception hall on the first floor of the building stand at their respective work posts, enjoying the leisure time day after day.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the crowded streets of downtown Manhattan. Basically, every once in a while, a cool-dressed blonde beauty walks across the street, feasting their eyes on the bored people.

It's no wonder that their work attitude is so slack. This is the Seven Tower, and the strongest superhumans in the world are in this building.

As direct employees of the Water Group, they clearly know how terrible the destructive power is hidden under the glamorous appearance of the superhuman stars they protect.

Even the most brainless idiots would not choose to cause trouble here.

Except... a blue figure rushed into the lobby of the Water Group headquarters like a whirlwind. The security guard at the door subconsciously pressed the pistol on his waist, but was blown by the strong wind that followed and couldn't open his eyes at all.

When the airflow dissipated, they could see clearly who the person was.

It was one of the members of the seven-member group, the fastest black man in the world,"Locomotive".

At this time, Locomotive was covered in blood, as if he had just experienced a big battle.

There was a disgusting stench on his body, but everyone present was used to it. The security guards even put the half-drawn pistols directly back into the holsters.

Yes, no idiot dared to cause trouble at the Water Group headquarters.

Except for those superhuman bastards themselves.

"Hey!"Locomotive", you are still so fast! Where are you saving the world again?"

"The latest report hasn't come out yet, oh damn, your blood-stained look is so awesome!"

"「Shockwave" That guy always openly clamors to challenge you in media interviews. I think he is really courting death!"

Chris, the white security captain, laughed and walked towards the"locomotive". He seemed not to smell the bloody smell that could make people vomit overnight meals. He stretched out his strong right arm and seemed to want to shake hands with him affectionately.

"Oh, Chris, I don't have time to chat with you right now."

「The locomotive looked a little panicked, but luckily he was a black man, so even if his face was pale due to nervousness, outsiders could not see it at all.

""Has Ms. Madeline arrived yet? I have something urgent to discuss with her."

Chris was stunned and said quickly,"Vice President Stillwell arrived early today. You should be able to find her in the office now.""

"Thanks, brother. I'll treat you to a drink after I finish the mess I'm dealing with!"

「"The locomotive" said this, and his thick leg muscles suddenly tensed up and exploded, and in the next second he exploded at a super speed beyond the normal human visual perception.

The people in the hall only saw the door of the safety passage being roughly broken open, and a loud"bang" was heard when it returned to its original position! The figure of the" locomotive" had long disappeared from the original place, and only bloody footprints were left extending from the door to the safety passage, with the distance between them gradually lengthening.

Security team leader Chris calmly wiped off the blood splashed on his face, and the enthusiasm on his face cooled down. He waved and called a security team member from behind

"Mr. Paul, you are new here, right?"

The young security guard named Paul was half a head taller than Chris, who was 1.85 meters tall. However, he lowered his head and listened to the instructions obediently:"Yes, Captain."

Chris, who had a beard, grabbed Paul's collar, pulled him close to him, and whispered in his ear in a low and fierce voice:

"Then please contact the cleaning department as quickly as possible and work with them to clean up all the poop footprints left by that idiot brother."

"Right now!"

"Uh...yes, Captain! I think I understand!"