A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Moisture....

On a baking sheet full of ingredients, fresh pork belly is grilled to the point of oil, and the red bamboo charcoal meets the dripping grease, and an open flame is lit from time to time.

Saitama squatted in front of the baking tray and fanned hard, and the roasted meat burned by the flames quickly became cooked, and the tempting aroma suddenly overflowed.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and suddenly his Adam's apple heaved, and his index finger moved: "Josen, the meat is almost cooked, is your sauce adjusted?" "

Here it comes," Qiao Sen came from the kitchen with a tray of barbecue sauce, sauce, and seasoning plates, and Nian Li dragged a folding chair and sat down, "Don't worry, charcoal fire barbecue, sauce is the key to understand."

Saitama hurriedly flipped the roasted meat and mushrooms on the baking sheet: "I don't understand, I just know that I'm starving to death."

"Okay, then let's eat."

Joson picked up the barbecue brush and brushed the prepared barbecue sauce on the crispy and burnt pork belly that had been grilled on the outside, and motioned for Saitama to eat.

The two of them each opened a cold beer and touched a glass, the water spirit lettuce rolled the hot roast in the mouth, teeth bitten, Q bomb meat and rich sauce burst in the mouth, the previous busy moment was given meaning.

"It's so hot, so hot... But Joson, your sauce is so delicious.

"Of course, I'm a professional at eating."

The ingredients in the refrigerator decreased at a rate visible to the naked eye, and even the baking tray was changed no less than ten times.

Because the demand for energy intake by various body functions far exceeds that of ordinary people, Josen's food intake is already large; After Saitama got to know him, his meal volume also increased day by day.

At this time, the two rice buckets gradually got better, and the battle on the balcony battlefield became more and more fierce.

Thanks to the results of training, Saitama was rubbed on the ground by Josen at the beginning, and now he has been able to grab food and barely maintain the situation of five or five, and the existence of the protagonist's aura cannot be described as powerful.

Of course, Jossen did not kill him, and just the "limiter fragments" that fell with his hair from time to time were worth him to release the sea a few more times.

A case of beer went down, Saitama touched his bulging belly, and burped contentedly: "No, I can't eat anymore, and if I eat it again, I feel like I can't even wear a uniform tomorrow morning!" "

How can a real man say no, where is this..."

Johnson swept the roasted pineapple beef grains onto his plate, and suddenly the cell phone on the coffee table rang.

Qiao Sen got up and handed the barbecue clip in his hand to Saitama: "Lost company, I'll go and answer a call."

Saitama took it, and a carp sat up from the recliner, his salted fish-like eyes glowing with blood: "Go ahead, just leave this plate of barbecue to me!"

"That's really hard for you."

"Hello, this is Joson."

Back inside, Joson answered the phone, and a familiar female voice came from the earpiece.

"It's Miss Lani, good evening."

With the phone floating in his ear, Joson turned on the faucet in the kitchen to wash his hands: "Your two subordinates? Oh, see, it's just that the situation was more urgent at that time... It's okay, I don't need to apologize or anything, and I also learned the officially confirmed hero name through the news. Washing

the stains on his hands, he wiped his hands with a towel: "... Forget about the press conference or something, I'm not interested in the so-called ranking of heroes, you can arrange it ... Event funding and hero allowance? I remember the last time I filled in the message I filled in was a bank card, right? Okay, just hit that account, thanks.

Nian Li held the mobile phone back to the coffee table, and Saitama's slurred voice came from the balcony: "Qiao Sen, are you okay?" If I don't come to this plate of barbecue, I will really eat it! "

Here it comes!" Hearing this, Qiao Sen's eyes rekindled the flames of war, and he rolled up his sleeves on the spot and rushed over, "You are an old sixth, you really don't plan to leave it for me!"

"It's late, you can only wait for the next set."

The war was about to break out, and on the coffee table, the mobile phone that had just been dropped by Johnson "dropped", and a text message pop-up window popped up.

"Received the negative treasure, 10,000,000 yen."

Neither of the two men who returned to the war noticed the change, and the screen of the unnoticed mobile phone flickered and went black.

Eventually, the makeshift barbecue fight continued late into the night, until Johnson received another call.

"Has the commissioner sent from the headquarters arrived at the bureau? Okay, Kyoko help me receive it, I'll come right over. Putting

down the phone, Josson took off his shirt full of the smell of barbecue and walked shirtless to the bathroom.

"Saitama, I have something to go out for a while, so I'll ask you to clean up."

Saitama, who was paralyzed in the balcony recliner, did not raise his head, but just stretched out his hand and gestured for him to leave quickly: "Okay, even if you don't go out, you will ask me."

"Well, what is that called? Do you have an opinion then? "

No, thank you for your hospitality~

" "It's like words," Joson took off his clothes and stood in the shower, the icy water poured down his head, flowing down the thin muscles, "If it's too late, don't go back, the guest room you stayed in before is still empty, you can clean up yourself."

Saitama's weak voice came from the balcony: "Yes, I see." "

Ten minutes later.

"You are Qiao Sen-kun, and the minister asked me to say hello to you!"

The person in charge of the receiving team sent by the headquarters of City A is a capable policewoman with a high ponytail, and her tall size and perfect body just weigh Kyoko's head.

When Johnson arrived, the little policewoman who was forced to work overtime gave him a smile, like a working woman forced by an unscrupulous boss, with a look full of resentment.

Unfortunately, the little policewoman's acting skills failed to pierce Josson's face, and directly ignored her smile and shook hands with the mature and sexy headquarters commissioner: "Commissioner Catherine, you are polite, I don't know that you arrived so soon, we were not well entertained."

Catherine quietly looked at the tall and handsome young policeman in front of her, and smiled slightly: "The minister is very concerned about this matter, so he ordered us to come overnight, because we disturbed everyone's rest."

"Everywhere, it's all for work, as it should."

The two exchanged politeness, and Kyoko only pouted when she heard it in the back.

Only our humble workers are good or not!

"Without further ado, I'll get straight to the point," Speaking of business, Catherine brushed the bangs hanging down in front of her forehead, and her expression became serious, "Qiao Senjun, where are the energy weapons you mentioned in your report to this minister?" I hope to complete the handover as soon as possible so that I can go back to life. "

Energy weapons?!"

Shocked, Kyoko accidentally blurted out, hurriedly covering her mouth in the gaze of the two big guys, and her little face turned red for a while.

Successfully harvested a white eye that has never seen the world.