King Engine Of One Punch Man

Boom!

A big hole broke through the wall of the refuge in an instant, and a tall figure stood vaguely in the floating smoke.

Click!

The figure walked step by step, through the dust, revealing a comprehensive appearance. It is an intelligent robot. It is more than five meters tall and exudes metallic luster. It is carrying two rocket launchers.

"Huh? It's a god-level weirdo-Terminator, everyone, run away."

"Help, who can help me."

The citizens who had taken refuge were in panic and screamed loudly.

Boom!

The rocket launcher on the robot's shoulder violently fired, a shell blasted into the shelter, the wall fell to the ground, and flames were everywhere.

"Hey, stop!"

A figure walked out in the firelight, and a cold voice passed through the sparks, cold eyes, indifferent expressions, and cold aura...

"Ah!? It's king, it's an S-rank hero king."

"What about the king? The opponent is a god-level weird. No matter how strong the king is, he can't beat the opponent. If he comes, he will only die for nothing. It's better to run away and save his life."

"King, you run fast and keep your strength to do more meaningful things."

The citizens under the wall screamed.

"Escape?" Wang Feng twitched, and said with a grin: "If the hero escapes, who will fight?" He stared directly at the robot, and the over-the-picture dubbing "Tutu--tutu--tutu--" sounded timely.

"This voice is... the Emperor Engine!?"

"King...has entered a state of combat."

"He can obviously run away, why should he stay and die?"

The citizens stared at the tall figure in confusion.

"For what? He is for us!" A young man bitterly smashed his severely twisted leg with both hands, crying loudly: "The king is for the incompetent us, knowing that he will die, he has no hesitation, because he is a hero, he A hero who stands in front of us and shelters us from the wind and rain—"

"Hero? Ha, but an ant, I can beat him into flesh with one fist." The robot seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

Wang Feng quietly looked at the laughing robot, and said lightly: "Have you laughed enough?"

"Um?"

The robot stared at Wang Feng fiercely, "Shit hero, go to hell!" He slapped Wang Feng with a punch.

boom!

Wang Feng flew out and crashed a wall.

"Hey, king, let me end you."

The robot is in a strong position and is not forgiving. It kicks on its feet and raises its fists, quickly approaching the fallen Wang Feng.

"King, be careful..."

The survivors yelled in horror.

"As a hero, it's time to tell you what to do when faced with such a thrilling scene."

Wang Feng sat up, grinned suddenly, took out a pack of "Weilong" brand spicy strips from behind, pointed at the camera and said, "At this moment, I will eat a spicy strip to suppress my surprise." I took out a spicy strip and stuffed it into my mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.

"Energy is full."

Wang Feng exploded, and blasted the robot with one punch.

"King!"

"King!"

The survivors shouted in unison.

Wang Feng held the "Weilong" brand spicy stick in front of the camera, "When facing danger, come with a spicy stick to suppress your shock and replenish the high-calorie energy. You can also be a hero."

...

Wang Feng watched the "Weilong" spicy strip advertisement on TV at home, and hid his face and did not dare to watch it again. His fame was ruined in this advertisement. Xiqi told him that the heroic advertisement was a passionate advertisement.

Fuck, he is really hot when eating spicy strips, sweating profusely, and easy to get angry, but this is not the same as the hero's blood that I understand! ?

He wanted to cry without tears. He knew it was this kind of advertisement. He wouldn't shoot if he killed him. It was just that he had already been riding a tiger and could only grit his teeth and bite the bullet.

"Well, go out to breathe, I will be depressed to death."

Since filming this "Weilong" commercial, he hasn't been out for several days. For fear of being recognized, he pointed to him and said, "Hey, isn't that Weilong King?"

Yaoshou!

He put on the necessary black cap, concealed his appearance, and opened the door to go out.

...

boom!

An explosion sounded, and Wang Feng, who had just left the house, stared blankly at the collapsed wall in front of him. Outside the damaged wall, stood a robot full of blastholes.

"The target is found, the target is locked, the incendiary cannon is ready..."

The outstretched palm of the robot suddenly ejected a large amount of flames. Wang Feng couldn't avoid it and was burnt upright. After a burst of flames passed, Wang Feng's clothes were burned to the ground, and only a pair of boxer briefs was left there.

"The target still has life characteristics, the rocket launcher is ready..."

The robot's eyes flashed with data and scanned the flames for a while, and the blastholes all over the body squeezed out, and yellow firelights lit up in each blasthole.

Boom boom boom!

A dozen rockets were fired in a row.

"Damn it."

Wang Feng crossed his arms in front of his face, the rocket launcher arrived in the blink of an eye, and all bombarded him.

Boom! Boom!

There was a burst of explosions, and the house turned into a ruin. Wang Feng stood up from the ruins out of breath, and his body was scorched. He stared at the robot coldly and shouted: "Who are you? Who sent you? "

"The target is not dead, and the nuclear battery self-explosion system is activated..."

"Blow!?"

Wang Feng was startled, ready to avoid, but the robot rushed over and hugged him in one step earlier, half a second later...

boom! !

Looking at it from a distance, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

"asshole!"

After the gunpowder smoke passed, Wang Feng stood firmly on the ruins and stared at a pile of tattered robots. His expression was solemn. The clothes on and off his body had already been burned out. Only a pair of underpants cover that was still intact after incineration cannons, rocket launchers, and nuclear energy explosions was left. .

At this time, the voice from outside the picture came in: "Nice panties are still intact no matter what the fire is. They are the panties that heroes can always rely on."

"Nice panties are durable, breathable and refreshing. They are really nice (Nice: beautiful meaning) panties."

...

what! ?

Wang Feng, who had just opened the door and was about to go out, suddenly heard the advertisement broadcast on the TV without turning off his back. He staggered under his feet, and instantly became irresistible. According to the two advertisements proposed by the Heroes Association, one is a passionate advertisement, um, fact. It’s a spicy advertisement, and the other is a passionate advertisement. Huh, isn’t the panty advertisement passionate enough?

Well, the Association of Heroes, Sic, Laozi remember you, don't let me take the opportunity, otherwise you will vomit blood.

He held the door and felt as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly, hurting his liver and gallbladder, and vomiting blood in his heart.

...

Unmanned Street in Z City.

Saitama lay leaning on his bed, staring at the Nes panties advertisement on TV. Seeing that the Nes panties that Wang Feng wears in the advertisement was still okay after being bombarded by artillery fire several times, he hung his eyes and scratched. Tickles his crotch, muttering to himself: "That man's underwear is so strong, I really want one, I don't know if the supermarket that sells Nice underwear has a special sale..."

Saitama met Wang Feng for the first time in her life, and it was from the panties advertisement, which...it was a bit embarrassing!

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