One Punch of Justice

With a "squeak", the door of the ward was opened.

Da Siqi looked up to the door, and saw a strange figure standing there!

"Is it Ms. Dushiqi?"

That person opened his mouth, and even his voice was very strange.

Although Da Siqi felt a little strange in her heart, this is the headquarters of the navy, so she didn't think too much, just nodded and said: "It's me, you are...?"

"My name is Albert, I'm just a nobody, don't worry..."

Albert raised his head, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes inadvertently: "If it's you, then it will be easy..." Before the words fell, Albert suddenly rushed forward without warning, and his right index finger suddenly pointed at Darth Qi's head was poked over: "Die! Point to the gun!!!"

One hit kills all!

Needless to say, you can guess the identity of this person with the six styles like a signboard!

albert.

It was the CP0 agent who used to be the bodyguard of St. Charles Ross, and was ordered by Xia Lulia Palace to kill Da Siqi and make a living specimen!

He still doesn't know that Charulia Palace is dead. And even the Tianlong people have almost died out.

In order to complete the task, he tried his best to come to the Navy headquarters.

Now I finally found the mission target, the opportunity is not to be missed!

As a CP0 master, Albert is obviously much better than Da Siqi.

And because in the navy headquarters, Da Siqi was negligent in guarding against her, and even kept her weapons beside her, so she didn't have time to draw a knife to defend herself!

If you do mental arithmetic without intention, you will be stronger!

Da Siqi is almost certain to die!

Seeing the moment when the finger gun was about to pierce Da Siqi's forehead!

at this time!

Suddenly, two figures popped out from nowhere, and directly cut off Albert's arm that attacked Da Siqi!

The offensive collapsed in an instant!

Albert endured the severe pain, and hastily withdrew to avoid the subsequent onslaught of the two men!

so close……

If he hadn't retreated in time just now, his head would have been chopped off!

Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

Albert looked at the two guys standing in front of Da Siqi with lingering fear, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Bastard... who are you? How dare you stop me!?"

"We are agents of HP—Breaking Blade, Breaking Bing!"

The two men regained their posture and looked at Albert expressionlessly: "I am ordered by the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces to protect the Secret Treasure of Justice and all related people around him! Anyone who intends to assassinate him will be killed without mercy!"

"What inexplicable organization..."

Albert snorted secretly, and then made a strange movement with his right hand, his pupils gradually expanded, and said to the two of them, "You don't know... Actually, I am also a member of your organization. Now the commander-in-chief Changed my mind..."

Before he finished speaking, two cold lights flashed suddenly!

Albert narrowly avoided the first strike, but the second strike cut him in half!

"Albert, the companion fruit ability..."

The two put their knives back into their sheaths, looked back at Albert who was dying on the ground with cold eyes, and said slowly: "You can hypnotize others and make them mistakenly believe that you are with them, so as to sneak into the other party and perform decapitation. One of the fruits suitable for assassination...Unfortunately, we already know all the information about all of you from the captured 'scholars'...I'm so sorry, we are no match for the victory."

It's a pity that Albert can't hear it anymore.

It's no use even hearing it.

Even the top officer of CP0 knelt down, he didn't know who to turn to if he wanted to report the rebellion of scholars.

Things in the real world, come to an end for now.

So now...

...

dream world

When you open your eyes, it is dawn.

In the empty room, twelve-year-old Saitama woke up from the bed.

My mind was blurred, as if I had forgotten a lot of things.

I also feel that something is wrong in this world, but when I think about it carefully, I don't think there is anything wrong.

Pack the bedding.

Washing alone, eating alone, and standing in front of the mirror with my schoolbag alone.

In the mirror was a young man with dull eyes and thick hair.

For some reason, the twelve-year-old Saitama suddenly felt a little joy in his heart.

With a smile on his face, he walked out of the entrance.

Many students in school uniforms walked on the spacious street.

The sun shines on the face, everything is so familiar.

It's the school year for twelve.

Saitama is just an ordinary middle school student.

No hair was lost, no absolute power gained over all that existed or did not exist.

Along with the students going to school, Saitama came to the school.

He is a freshman in this class.

I don't know what kind of classmates I will meet.

After the entrance ceremony, Saitama and the classmates who were assigned to the same class were brought into the classroom together.

The next step is the cookie-cutter self-introduction session.

The daughter of a capitalist, the son of a politician, the daughter of a university professor...

Their introductory speeches were all gorgeous, and the family environment and living standards they described made the rest of the class amazed, and they all expressed their compliments cautiously.

Only Saitama dozed off awake.

Thinking about how these young masters and ladies were assigned to the same school as poor people like myself...

"Saitama-san!"

The teacher finally read Saitama's name.

So Saitama stood up, stepped onto the podium, thought for a few seconds, and said, "My name is Saitama, I am poor, and my hobbies are... supermarket specials, dreams for the future... I hope I don't buy expired milk, that's it... ..."

As soon as the words were finished, the students below immediately started arguing.

"What kind of self-introduction is that? It's disgusting!"

"Obviously a middle school student, how can you talk like a 25-year-old abandoned house with nothing to do?"

"Be serious with me, introduce yourself for at least a minute, hey! Do you think it's cool to talk like this, and will attract girls?"

"Why are you assigned to the same class as this guy?"

...

Looking at the completely different attitudes of the students below and listening to all kinds of sarcasm, Saitama blinked incomprehensibly.

Why do they laugh at me?

my poverty...

Did it bother them?

With such confusion, Saitama finished the morning class.

Immediately afterwards, while eating in the cafeteria at noon, Saitama, who had just finished cooking, was suddenly poured a whole box of milk from behind.

look back.

The one who poured milk was the girl who introduced her father as a capitalist this morning.

"Ah, I'm so sorry~"

With an insincere apology in her mouth, the girl shook the empty box in her hand to the surrounding students as if showing off, pretending to be weak and said: "I accidentally spilled milk on you, but you shouldn't Do you mind? After all... this is the freshest milk I just bought!"