A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Blowing Snow followed behind Josson, and spoke confidently.

"The hero team is different, the diversity of team members can bring fans with different hobbies, and multiple people can work together to defeat more powerful weirdos, even if there is no hero activity for a while, you can continue to be active in the public eye with the interaction of team members."

"This makes it easy for group members to get much more attention than individual heroes, both for the growth of the number of fans and the improvement of the hero ranking... I said you guy, can you go slowly! "

It's time to go home, Miss."

Blowing snow frowned and stopped, and Jossen's voice came from the front: "I'm different from you, I have to work two jobs a day, and I'm very tired, so what kind of snow blowing group you have, I won't participate."

"..."Blowing

snow wants to curse very much, other people's police officers work overtime until late at night, and you skip work at noon, and you are embarrassed to say that you are very tired?

Thinking of his failure in recruiting members for the first time, Chuixue couldn't help but clench his fists.

"I won't give up!"

"Whatever you want, I'm going back to sleep."

Turning the two intersections and sensing that Blowing Snow did not follow, Johnson breathed a sigh of relief.

Blowing snow alone is not difficult to deal with, but there is also an ultimate sister-controlled green loli behind her!

In line with the principle that more is better than less, it is undoubtedly the best result to let Blowing Snow retreat in spite of the difficulties.

A running figure huffed past Josson, and soon fell back and wiped his sweaty head with a towel.

"Joson, good evening."

"Saitama, running at night?"

Saitama stood still and nodded: "I found a part-time job during the day, and there are heroic activities after work, and today's training will be delayed."

"I won't tell you, I'll run first."

Catching a "limiter fragment" in his hand, Johnson waved his hand: "Okay, you come on." "

The next day.

"Chief, I received an alarm from the citizens of the West District, and the horse station was attacked by strange people!"

"Got it, I'll go right over."

Johnson hung up his phone, drank his last sip of coffee, left a bill on the table, pressed it down with a coffee cup, and got up and soared into the sky.

"Mom, look! There is Superman!

"Baby, that's our hero Mr. Chao Police of Z City."

"Huh! Was it a hero who just had breakfast here?

"Abominable! The cup used by Mr. Super Police is mine! Don't grab!

"That plate is mine!"

The waiter on the side was pushed ten meters away by the crowd of fans, wanting to cry without tears: "You... The tip is for me! "

Train station.

A high-speed air stream tore through the clouds, leaving a clear trail in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the sky above the train station.

Below, a giant durian with spikes and human hands and feet is raging in Fruit Street outside the train station.

"Why can humans slaughter fruit wantonly? The life of the fruit is also life! "

Muhahaha, I am a "durian weirdo" who has awakened the consciousness of resistance, as the natural enemy of all fruits, you damn humans give me death!" Sine!

In the sky, the corners of Jossen's mouth twitched when he saw this scene.

The words of resistance to the fruit were spoken, but the huge body crushed the other fruits in the fruit store, and the whole body was stained with the "blood" of the companions, emitting a tempting fragrance.

The weirdo's brain circuitry really can't be understood.

Perhaps the deterrent power of the durian weirdo is really insufficient, many of the people present are still durian lovers, so the surrounding citizens are not so flustered, except for the shopkeeper who fled for emergency avoidance, everyone else is enthusiastically holding up their mobile phones, taking pictures and recording videos.

Some people are even discussing whether durian that mutates into a weirdo can produce durian pulp continuously, and if so, be sure to catch one and raise it as a pet at home.

Listen, is this human speech?

Joson was embarrassed, and was about to go down to end this farce, when an indifferent female voice came from his ears.

"Hell Lan-"

The fierce wind formed by the power of mind rose out of thin air, and the gravel and steel bars caused by the weirdo's destruction were wrapped in the wind, and the gradually formed tornado added more power, and suddenly rushed forward, shrouding the stunned durian weirdo.

Grab it!

The dense gravel was accelerated by the power of the mind to the speed of a rifle bullet, becoming the sharpest weapon piercing the thick woodenized skin of the weirdo, piercing deeply into it.

Ahhhh-a

mournful cry came from the blue hurricane, and for a long time, as the blue hell storm gradually subsided, a strong durian fruit fragrance wafted through the streets, and the children next door were about to cry.

Durian weirdo, died, dying: ten minutes.

The stand-in ability passively grabbed the weirdo soul that was about to disappear, and Joson had an extra weirdo N card in his hand, this expired dog food no longer had much value to speak of, and was thrown into the card library by him casually, ready to collect a batch, and then unified decomposition for strengthening.

The weirdo was killed first by the blowing snow, and Jossen did not contribute to the work, so naturally he was not ready to show up and grab the limelight with the eldest lady.

After getting the weirdo card, I was ready to leave immediately.

At this moment, a cold female voice came from Qiao Sen's ears: "Super police Qiao Sen, this time I won!"

At her feet, Blowing Snow, who appeared in front of the citizens, was already surrounded by long guns and short artillery regiments, and while skillfully coping with the reporter's interview, she used her superpower to transmit to Qiao Sen with a slightly proud voice: "If you don't want to lose the opportunity to appear in front of the public in the future, then obediently join Blowing Snow... Group..."

"Oh, woman."

Joson smiled, shook his head, and turned around and flew away without hesitation.

Seeing the figure disappearing into black spots in the sky, Blowing Snow's smile froze, and he took a deep breath before calming down.

I blow snow so that I won't give up so easily!

You wait for me!

Days passed.

City Z seems to be the safest city, and as soon as the weirdos appear, they will be crushed into powder by a certain non-resident super-powered hero who hears the sound.

Even Saitama couldn't help but sigh when he met Qiao Sen, feeling that the recent security was much better than before.

Joson is not a low-level C-class hero when he debuted, and he has never been bothered by things like attendance.

The purpose of blowing snow is nothing more than a show of force, incidentally competing for achievements and media exposure.

It's a pity that her strategy chose the wrong opponent, and Joson was happy to fish, and ran every time he came to collect the weirdo's soul, not even giving Blowing Snow a chance to speak.

Sure enough, for a while the white was cool for a while, and the white was always cool.

After half a month, even Blowing Snow himself was confused.

This guy rushed to the scene every time and did not make a move, floating in the sky like an overseer hired by a capitalist, making her always have the illusion that she was working for Josson.