One Punch of Justice

Not listening at all.

Ha ha……

Bacala stood there in embarrassment, already giving up on herself.

Originally thought this task was quite simple, because judging from the photos, this admiral should be a very easy type to deal with, but I didn't expect that after three hours of contact, the channels of the two parties did not even match for a second!

It's so hard...

Why can this kind of wood be so strong, and girls like it?

...

That pirate over there wasn't considered a small character in the first place.

A bounty of 91 million is offered, and Saitama and Tashiki are on the top with half a year's salary, but it's a pity that after so many years with Saitama, Tashiki's strength has been improving by leaps and bounds. To deal with pirates of this level, it takes almost two hits You can kill one.

Especially the high heels that Da Siqi wears today, it hurts to kick someone...

"ah!"

But also because of the high heels.

When landing, Da Siqi sprained her ankle and almost fell to the ground, but with her nimble movements, she quickly regained her footing and mastered her balance.

The man stood still, but some of the gold coins he had just won in his arms fell to the ground and rolled far away.

Dashiqi wanted to pick up the gold coins.

But suddenly a dirty little boy jumped out from nowhere, grabbed the gold coins on the ground, and ran away!

Da Siqi didn't care about money.

But all the way here by car is the luxury and splendor of the city.

The sudden appearance of such a little boy just made her a little curious.

that kid...

How did you come to this city?

...

The little boy ran wildly in the crowd, not daring to turn his head back, for fear that the powerful navy from behind would catch up!

He was afraid, of course he was!

But he is even more afraid of not having money!

I just sell flowers and serve as a waiter every day, and I can hardly even eat, let alone regain my freedom...

Under any brilliance there are shadows.

In the worst of times, one man is blessed, and ninety-nine suffer.

In contrast, even in the best of times, if ninety-nine people enjoy happiness, there must be one person who suffers.

The city is so beautiful.

But what is hidden behind it is the crime of Tezzolo deceiving people into bankruptcy by despicable means, and then forcing the other party to work to repay the debt.

Rampage in the crowd in a panic.

The little boy ran for a long time and finally bumped into someone.

"Hold... sorry!"

Without even looking at it, the little boy apologized casually and ran away again.

It's a pity that the person who was hit was here to wait for him on purpose, how could he let him slip away?

"I said you..."

The man reached out and grabbed the little boy's collar, and lightly punched him on the head with the other hand: "Why did you steal that lady's gold coins just now?"

The little boy kept struggling, and said indignantly, "Who are you? It's none of your business!"

The man wore a top hat with goggles on his head, and short blond wavy hair. He looked very handsome, and there was always a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What a coincidence."

The blond boy pinched the little boy and walked forward, said with a slight smile, "My job is to meddle in my own business."

"hateful!"

The little boy desperately wanted to break away the blond boy's hand, but he couldn't do it. In the end, he could only shout angrily: "I picked up the money, it's mine!"

The blond boy corrected, "It was stolen."

"You don't understand anything at all!"

The little boy gritted his teeth, and tears gradually flowed down: "Without money, there is no freedom. They have so much money, so it doesn't matter if they give us a little..."

"There are relationships."

The blond boy stopped in his tracks, put the little boy down for the time being, wiped his tears, looked into his eyes very seriously and said, "That was stolen... I know what Tezolo did, and our revolutionary army did the same. It is for this reason, but... for your freedom, can you infringe on the interests of others?"

The little boy gave a "bah" sound: "The two of them are so rich, they must not be good people!"

"Then you are wrong..."

The corner of the blond boy's mouth raised, and he seemed to think of something again: "Although the time I spent with him was very short, what I learned has become an important turning point in my life... From you, I seem to see me again when I was a child." And Ace, back then...it was really rebellious..."

Only then did the little boy realize: "Do you know them?"

"Well, I know one of them..."

The blond boy nodded, and continued to pull the little boy towards Saitama.

Still that dress.

It was the same face.

I have grown up...you are still the same, nothing has changed...

Walking up to Saitama, the blond boy just looked at him.

Saitama blinked strangely.

"Long time no see, Saitama-sensei..."

The blond boy took off the top hat on his head and bowed deeply: "I will keep every word of your teachings in my heart...Although I haven't become bald, I have become stronger to some extent..."

Saitama looked blank: "Who are you?"

"Oh... sure enough..."

The blond boy sighed slightly, and then bowed to Saitama: "Then... I'm sorry!" After finishing speaking, the blond boy miraculously took out a water pipe from behind, played it twice, and put on a very Secondary's pose: "The bald sea monster! The heroic sea warrior is back for revenge!"

The people around looked dumbfounded.

Such a handsome boy, why does he seem to have a problem with his brain?

But as soon as Saitama heard the words bald sea monster, he immediately remembered those little ghosts who lived in Bandit Dadan's house a long time ago!

Saitama finally realized: "Sabo?"

"You finally remembered."

Sabo grinned and smiled happily: "Mr. Saitama, please accept me as an apprentice!"

Saitama sighed: "Let me refuse."

Sabo scratched his head regretfully: "It's still so strict, Mr. Saitama."

After all, the two smiled tacitly.

Time seemed to go back to that year again, a little boy with a missing tooth on the side of his mouth saw Saitama off at the pier, waving his little hands constantly...

Until then, the people next to him were finally able to speak.

Baccarat looked Sabo up and down with scrutiny, and asked with some doubts: "General Saitama, this is...?"

"I'm Saitama-sensei's disciple...well, I decided on my own..."

Sabo smiled very warmly, reached out and pulled the little boy in front of him, took the gold coin away, returned it to Da Siqi, and then lightly punched him on the head: "Apologize."

The little boy kept his mouth shut, and it took a long time before he said sorry vaguely, his eyes were full of reluctance.

But Sabo didn't make things difficult for him, he let go and let him go, watching him disappear into the crowd.