A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Bongu waved his hand with a smile, and suddenly saw Qiao Sen turn his head and smile, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Sure enough, the energy of the flowing water fist suddenly erupted on that kid's body, and his steps turned like a phantom, and in the blink of an eye he had descended halfway down the stairs.

Bungu

took a deep breath and turned back to the dojo with his back hand expressionless.

It's common sense to worship a teacher before learning martial arts, bastard!

......

Suck Yo –

I cooked myself two packs of instant noodles when I got home, and added cooked braised beef, vegetables, and five eggs for a nutritional boost.

After a large pot of noodles was cooked, Joson picked up the noodles and tasted them, and the mobile phone in the pocket of his clothes suddenly rang.

"Hello, this is Joson."

"Qiao Sen-kun, I'm Saitama."

"It's Saitama, is there something wrong with me?"

Evening, phone booth.

Saitama glanced at the weirdos and bounty criminals tied up behind him, and spoke: "That's right, I caught a group of villains, including one weirdo, thinking that Qiao Senjun is a policeman, I will call you to call the police."

"A bunch of scoundrels, and a weirdo?"

The amount of information provided by the keyword makes Johnson a little confused, and the key normal alarm process is not a private call to a police friend!

However, thinking of Saitama's brain circuitry, he still expressed understanding: "Okay, I know, where you live, I'll come right away."

"I live in..." Activating

Nian Li to grab the paper and note the address described by Saitama, Joson directly took the pot and hurriedly ate the noodles in a few bites, and the piping hot food entered the stomach, turning into a hungry body after the energy replenishment training.

Eating and drinking, Johnson made two phone calls.

Then he opened the balcony door, and the azure blue mental power wrapped his whole body and soared into the sky.

Ten minutes later.

Receiving the intelligence from Jossen, the police station directly dispatched the special police team, and the armored car opened the road, roaring all the way to the downstairs of Saitama's house, a row of two-story simple rental houses.

Because of its remote location and cheap rent, the residents inside are mixed, and it has long developed into a criminal den known as a "crime department store" in urban legends.

It was only after Saitama's thick line lived for so long that he discovered the abnormality.

Of course, there is no better option with his financial resources.

A group of heavily armed SWAT officers rushed out of the police car and quickly brought the situation under control.

At the same time, the Hero Association that received the news also rushed to come under the leadership of Lani, and the two sides just met each other.

At this time, Josen was pulling Saitama to ask about the specific passage.

It turned out that when Saitama took the clothes, he learned that the owner of the ready-to-wear store had borrowed money from the underground money bank because of the poor turnover of funds, and he could only use the store to pay off the debt, and he was driven by justice in his heart and decided to help the boss solve this trouble.

Who knew that the underground money house was opened next door to his rented house, and the owner of the money house was still turning into a dark goldfish freak in front of him, although it was not strong, but disgusting.

So much so that the tracksuit that had just been mended cracked again.

"Underground loan sharks, underwear thieves, counterfeit money factories... I can't imagine that mending clothes can cause so many troubles, I can only say that it is worthy of you!

"Eh, is that a compliment? It always felt like something wasn't right. "

Just as a compliment," Jossen pulled Saitama between the police and the Heroes Guild who were fighting, "Here, repeat what you just said." "

Huh? Again, it's very troublesome!

"Oh, you know the trouble?" Less nonsense, hurry! "

......

"The next thing, the association directly docks with the police station."

"Thank you, Mr. Joson, the association is currently preparing to build the world's most advanced weirdo prison, and I will convince the police to hand over the goldfish weirdo to us!" Lani stood up for the evil before standing up, her face full of gratitude, "If you want to have such a harvest next time, please be sure to contact us!" "

Good, sure." Josen remembered Saitama, who was taking notes now because he was afraid of trouble, "By the way, that weirdo was defeated by Saitama alone, and it was he who defeated the frog man last time, do you want to meet?" "

Ah, is it Mr. Josson's friend?" Of course, I can also apply to the association for a batch of bonuses to be awarded to ordinary people like him when I go back. "

Huh? It's not a bonus thing..." Seeing

that Lani didn't mean to recruit Saitama at all, Josen could only give up.

As a friend, he didn't want his relationship with Saitama to become that vulgar money relationship.

(Saitama: No, I'm vulgar!)

After everything was taken care of, it was late at night.

After sending off a large number of policemen, Saitama always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Then don't want to.

Saitama habitually blocks out some of the trivial things in life, so much so that he forgets that the news says that bounty offenders are rewarded.

So, a certain man with hair loss who was riddled with bad luck missed another batch of low-hanging fruit.

"Joson, do you want to come up and sit? I don't have a big place here, but tea is still available.

"Well, it's good to have a cup of tea in the middle of the night." Joson stretched, "Then bother." The

two went upstairs together and came to Saitama's room.

Sure enough, as he said, the place was small, and the hallway to the living room was full of clutter.

"See the smile..."

Saitama's forehead oozed a drop of cold sweat, usually a person does not think, a guest came to the door to find that his home is so messy!

After scrambling to clean up a place where he could be a person, Saitama turned on the TV while he was busy boiling water and making tea.

Knowing Saitama's economic situation, Josen did not dislike it, and sat down cross-legged.

Before his butt was hot, there was a sudden knock outside the door.

Knock knock!

It's pretty loud.

"It's so late, who?"

Seeing Saitama pouring water, Josen got up and went to open the door.

"Here it is."

Opening the door, there was an old lady with a gloomy face standing outside the door, and it was Johnson who opened the door, recognizing him as one of the policemen who had just dealt with the criminal, and the original aggressive momentum suddenly froze: "... Eh, isn't that guy?

"Are you looking for Saitama?" Seeing the old lady nodding, Joson turned around and shouted into the house, "Saitama, someone is looking for it!" "

Eh, here it comes..." Saitama made tea, took a few steps to see the appearance of the person coming, and immediately wanted to close the door.

When the old lady saw Saitama's pavement, her face sank, and the murderous aura when she knocked on the door appeared again: "Who is that, give me a talk!" "

Ah, it's really troublesome to go out!" Saitama's face froze, and he reluctantly walked out, "That, Josen, you sit down first, the tea has been poured, I'll go out." "

Out of the way."

Bang!

The door was slammed shut, and there was a faint sharp roar outside the door.

Joson picked up the teacup and drank it comfortably, the tea was average, but he didn't pick it, just enjoyed the relaxing process.

Bang!