One Punch Man King Engine

"Damn it, who the hell stole my fries? And it's the only long fries I'm going to enjoy."

Saitama is still obsessed with the French fries that were stolen in Kenkoji just now. It was the French fries that he finally made up his mind to eat, but the only French fries he liked were inexplicably stolen. Steal it, hmph, if you let him know who it is, you must kill him.

He walked home angrily, and suddenly that fiery gaze fell on him again, "Bastard, that damned stalker hasn't given up yet... Well, wait a minute, stalker... French fries were stolen... It's the one Damn stalker stole my chips?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

"Bastard, if you dare to steal my French fries, I will beat you to death."

He turned his head abruptly, well, he still didn't find any suspicious person, and then scanned around, trying to find Xiao Xiao who had been following him for several days, but unfortunately, he still couldn't find the stalker after searching for a long time.

Saitama's suspiciousness frightened the two people who followed behind him.

Later, Saitama squatted next to the trash can downstairs in his house. After half an hour, he was still motionless, which made Genos misunderstand that Saitama was practicing some kind of imagery, and recorded it carefully in his notebook.

King stopped in his tracks and groped his chin, "It seems that Saitama is determined to catch that stalker and French fries thief, so waiting is not an option, find a place to rest and take a look. Is there a chance to meet Saitama alone?"

Oh, the main thing is that Saitama remained motionless for half an hour, he was a little bored and impatient waiting, and simply retreated.

He left the no-man's land, sat down in a cafe, ordered a cup of coffee and played with his mobile phone to pass the time. By the way, he called Xiqi to inquire about the situation of the Evolution House, and at the same time mentioned how the tornado would be free to wander around Z City You must know that Tornado usually sits at the headquarters of the City A Association. Only when encountering monsters that other heroes cannot deal with, Tornado will be used as the ultimate weapon. However, there are no monsters above the ghost level in City Z, and Tornado His actions seem to be very lazy, so it's better to say he's just hanging out than performing a task.

Knowing from Xi Qi that Long Juan is on holiday today, he suddenly realized, no wonder Long Juan is so free to haggle with him.

He shook his head helplessly, refocused on Saitama, and used location tracking to check Saitama's dynamics about every half hour.

Saitama is quite persevering, and he squatted beside the trash can for more than three hours, which made King wonder if his parents told Saitama when he was a child that he picked it up from the trash can, so he has a special feeling for the trash can intimacy.

King yawned and fell into a drowsy sleep, "Ha~ Genos has been watching for more than three hours, right? The master and apprentice are really boring!"

Heh, fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps, aren't you more boring?

"Well, check the location of Genos... Hey, Genos is not with Saitama anymore? In the suburbs? Oh, Dr. Kunos' laboratory?"

When the red dot of Genos appeared in the radar map of his mind, he was surprised to find that Genos had left and stayed on the outskirts of City Z, that is to say, only Saitama was still holding the trash can and waiting for the stalker .

Great opportunity! Take down Saitama while he's alone.

He regained his energy, and the tired look on his face disappeared, stepped on his backpack, and left the cafe in a hurry. Because of his haste, he even accidentally knocked over the coffee and let it dry on his hands.

...

"Tch, there is no one at all, and... that fiery gaze also disappeared."

Saitama, who had been squatting in the trash can for more than three hours, slowly stood up with a displeased face. He met a dozen weird people when he went out today. , Let his good mood suddenly change.

"No matter, go home and rest."

Since he couldn't wait for the stalker and chip thief, he simply went home.

"Huh,

This is...a gift at the door? "

Saitama found a gift box in front of his house. There was no name on it, and no note was left. I don't know who gave the gift.

"Who will give me a gift?" He picked up the gift in doubt, "Well, is it the mechanical transformation man who said that he would worship me as a teacher? Speaking of which, that person said that he would worship me as a teacher, but after so many days I didn't even come to the door, so there is no sincerity..."

Click click click!

He quickly opened the gift and took out a model of a bald head and a set of flowing curly hair.

"..."

I don't know why, but his heart is inexplicably very annoyed!

His face turned black, his sharp eyes almost burst into flames, his bald head...wig...you can feel the full heart of the gift giver...What a fart!

"What's wrong with my baldness? Why do you always talk about my baldness? Who did I offend? Besides, am I proud of my baldness? Did I show off? I am bald, but I have also become stronger!"

Saitama yelled angrily, pulled his hands, the wig turned into chicken feathers, and the bald model was ravaged into a lump, he raised his foot high and stomped on the gift box...

"Hey, the carton...should be sent to the carton recycling bin."

He stopped the car abruptly, sighed slightly, folded the carton, and prepared to send it to the carton recycling bin in City Z. As a hero driven by interest, he naturally abides by the principle of garbage classification, and the carton should be thrown into the carton recycle bin.

This habit is already similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

call out!

Holding the carton, he turned his grief and anger into motivation, and sprinted extremely fast. He arrived at a carton recycling box on the downtown street of Z almost in the blink of an eye, and stuffed the gift carton into the recycling box with a face full of displeasure.

"Don't let me know which guy did the good thing, or I'll beat him to death."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Weird, it's a weirdo, help!"

"My face, my face..."

chi chi! !

Just as Saitama was annoyed by the stalker, chip thief and sarcastic gift giver, there were sudden screams on the street, and a group of people ran away in panic.

"Huh? Is there a weirdo?" Saitama's eyes lit up, his whole body was on fire, and his fists were clenched, "Oh, the doormat for venting appeared."

On the street, a strange man with long hair, with a pink mask on his face, wearing a coquettish suit and holding a pink forked mace waved his weapon, spraying a liquid that resembled concentrated acid onto the faces of passers-by On the road, the faces of passers-by were instantly corroded, and they became very old, screaming again and again, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and laughed evilly: "Haha, I will destroy all your faces, I am the only one in the world I can be as beautiful as a flower, and you... all turn into ugly monsters for me."

call!

There was a sudden piercing sound in the air.

The strange man was stunned, and a fist as big as a sandbag suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye, "Eh? What a big fist..."

boom!

Under one punch, his body was smashed to pieces, fragmented, and there was no one alive.

Stranger: "..." Well, at least let me introduce myself!

"Let's vent the depression in my heart a little bit."

Saitama shook off the scum from his hands casually, and walked home melancholy, "Life... unsatisfactory things are probably nine out of ten, my French fries!"

A few minutes after Saitama left.

The monster siren in Z city center slowly sounded: "Emergency report, emergency report, a strange person appeared in the streets of Z city center, the level is tiger..."

"found it."

Tornado, who has always been very concerned about the agreement with the king, heard the alarm, his expression was overjoyed, his body was flickering with green light, his petite body turned into a rainbow, and he rushed to the central street in an instant, only to see the strange man, the dead Bi Zhao Si His father is still a miserable wreck.

"Who did it? Stinky king?"

Her eyes widened, and she prayed in her heart that the stinky king would not do it, otherwise, she would lose to the stinky king again.

Walking on the street today, I was suddenly stopped by someone, pointing at me and yelling at me: "You are such a fool, why don't you be ashamed?" I was startled, touched my pocket, only had two bus fares, and waved my hand quickly, "Is it okay? "Human organs are quite expensive, I am so poor that I am ashamed!