King Engine Of One Punch Man

"Roar!"

At this moment, there was a roar of wild beasts under the street.

boom!

The street was shattered, and a majestic figure broke out of the ground, a leopard body, yellowish-yellow skin, red eyes, and a loss of sanity. His body was shaken with muddy soil.

The weirdo paused on the ground, then let out a low growl, and rushed towards Sonic who was lying on the ground.

"Haha, are you going to die? It doesn't matter, like me, it doesn't make sense to live, just die a hundred..."

Sonic laughed irresponsibly, even if the anesthetic effect had passed a little, enough for him to regain control of his body to dodge, but he was already determined to die, so facing the attack of the weirdo, without any resistance, he lay down on the ground. Spread your legs and wait for the last moment of life to come.

"careful!"

Hill stared in the distance and exclaimed involuntarily, pushing the car door and rushing over. Unfortunately, his voice could not be heard at all, and he could not rush over to save Sonic.

boom!

A wave of energy rushed in and exploded on the strange man. In an instant, the strange man's figure spread out and became a lump of rotten flesh.

Sonic looked astonished, and stood up with difficulty, staring at Wang Feng, who withdrew his palms: "king, why are you saving me? Don't you know that I was going to kill you just now? I was going to kill you... "No, how could King fail to notice my killing intent? He found my hiding place over and over again, and used light bullets to force me out again and again, besides, behind him, he was dignified and about to kill him. How can a strong man like him not notice the murderous intent erupting from me!

"Ding, congratulations to Host for getting a two-star monster card·Earth Leopard!"

Wang Feng touched the body of the newly-appearing weirdo, and was very satisfied with getting another two-star card. He glanced at the decadent Sonic, and said casually: "Because I am a hero, my duty is to protect humans from weirdos. It's that simple to hurt."

After speaking, he left, and a dozen weirdos escaped from the prison. There were a dozen weirdo cards. He had to rush to collect them. How could he keep talking nonsense with Sonic.

And it was his previous test energy bomb launch that blew up Sonic by mistake. It is reasonable that he was wrong first. Sonic wanted to kill him is also excusable. Think about it if you are walking in the street. An exploding bomb was thrown by someone for no reason. He must have hacked the other person's heart. So it is understandable that Sonic had murderous intent on him. How could he blame Sonic!

"Because it is the duty of a hero to protect humans from weird people, and I am also a human, so even if I am a killer who wants to take your life, you will save me?" Sonic stared at Wang Feng who was far away. Tears flowed from his eyes again, "What a broad mind, what a surging breath, why do I want to cry? I want to cry inexplicably!"

"King, thank you for letting me realize how ignorant and insignificant I am." He shouted in the direction where Wang Feng was leaving: "However, don't worry, starting from today, I will redouble my efforts to practice. One day, one day, I will catch up with you and become a strong person who can truly compare with you!"

"Very great dream."

At this moment, Hill has come to Sonic, looking at the street where Wang Feng disappeared with emotion, King—the strongest man on the surface, is really a dreadful man, even the one who wants to kill himself can smile. Just let it go, perhaps, this is the self-confidence of the strong, it is to tell you clearly: I am not afraid of your assassination, because you pose no threat to me at all! Rubbish (Are you sure there are these two words in the meaning of king?)!

"Who are you?"

Sonic looked at Hill in amazement. Where did this guy come from?

Hill glanced at Sonic, stretched out his palm, and hung a handcuff on his finger. He showed an "innocent (weird)" smile: "A good guy who takes you home."

Sonic looked at Hill's smile blankly, and roared in his heart: numb, another bastard who plagiarized my signature smile, I'm going to cut you!

Click!

Hill locked the limp body of Sonic to the railing on the side of the street with handcuffs, and looked down at Sonic from a high altitude. This is a conventional interrogation posture, which puts the criminals under a heavier psychological pressure from their physical height. If the criminals have psychological quality If it’s too bad, you can’t bear to explain the whole thing. "Let’s talk about it, who instructed you to assassinate King?"

"Huh~"

Sonic sighed and recovered from the inexplicable blow by Wang Feng, his eyes regained his spirit, and his handsome face returned a bit of confidence. He stared at Hill with a smile, "Who are you? Policeman?" What are you doing here?"

After Wang Feng left, the "powerful" coercion finally disappeared. He gradually took control of his body. In addition, inspired by Wang Feng's noble personality, he broke free from the collapse, and his mood improved compared to before. During Hill's interrogation, he calmly asked Hill a series of questions, confident and free.

"Hehe, he really is a well-trained killer with a good psychological quality."

Hill stared at the calm and composed Sonic with a little surprise, "Actually, it's okay to tell you. Our police station has already received news that someone is going to assassinate King. I have been sent to protect King 24 hours a day, so you don't have to. Hide it for your employer and confess everything. We only target the people behind you and will treat you leniently."

This is an interrogation scam, implying that we already know who the criminals are behind the scenes. Interrogating you is just a process. If you want to seek leniency, you should be honest and confession.

"Shit~"

Sonic sneered, "You want to treat me leniently? Ha, it's funny, I just swore boldly to become a strong man like King, how could I live in a boring place like prison? And ..." He stared at Hill mockingly, "What qualifications do you...have to protect King? Ha, your strength is not even comparable to a single piece of King's hair, ridiculously pathetic and weak!!" At the end, he laughed at himself. Oh, for King, am I not a ridiculous and pathetic weak person? It is said that people can't even match King's hair, so why don't I even match the look in King's eyes?

"Laugh, you can laugh at me to your heart's content." Hill lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The white smoke came out of his nasal cavity and rose, making his firm face hazy, "Why don't I know This is a stupid act, but...As a policeman, protecting the lives and property of citizens is our obligation to do and should do. It has nothing to do with whether the object to be protected has a strong power. I...I am just executing the police. duty of!"

"Do you...understand?" He took a puff of cigarette, then squeezed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, slowly puffing out the smoke ring, turning his head to look at Sonic, "Huh, how about people?"

He stared, and there was only a pair of handcuffs swaying lonely on the railing, where there was Sonic's figure.

The villain died because of his own words, and at the same time, he lived in a decent and long-winded life.

On the street a hundred meters away, a figure moved quickly, elusively fast.

"Mission and duty? He is really stupid and inexplicably admirable. Perhaps, he has a firm belief in his heart that will make his heart strong. Speaking of it, he looks like King. Does it mean that faith will make people powerful?"

"So, what is my belief?"

The trembling figure was lost in thought.

(Sonizi: "Women's clothing?")

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