King is different from normal heroes, his combat power depends on the imagination of his opponents and teammates, and he is a strong otaku himself.

But it can't be said that he is ordinary, King can be said to be a full-fledged god in the game field, except for Bai Ye in human skin, I am afraid that no one can defeat him in the game field.

Bai Ye had also fantasized about installing two antennas for Genos before, and then letting King control Genos' body.

There is a high probability that Genos will defeat the dragon-level weirdo with his existing equipment.

As a two-in-one professional hero, he truly enters the forefront of S-class heroes.

'King is really handsome when he appears, and he has secretly destroyed evil in the bud many times, which is much more reliable than others. Emperor

Tong licked the lollipop that was half the size of his face and looked adoringly at King, who had fallen silent again.

And the sound of the imperial engine was a little louder again, which made most of the people in the conference room nervous a little.

"In other words, what's the matter with that bald head, he shouldn't be an S-class hero, how can he still let him sit in the most central position."

Saitama, who had a nose of the plane, a black school uniform open, and a metal bat dressed as a punk aimed at Saitama, who was constantly chewing gum with a baseball bat in his hand, and even made the blown bubbles paste.

Like the police dog who seems to be wearing a doll suit, Saitama is a guy who does not show mountain dew, and ordinary people can't see his strength at all.

"Put the bat down, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation to the teacher, even if the teacher does not care, I will press your weird head to make you apologize!"

Carrying a small stool, Genos, who was sitting obediently next to Saitama, suddenly stood up and pointed his palm at the metal bat, and the brilliance of flame formed in the cannon of his palm.

If the incineration cannon is released in such a small space, these S-class heroes may not be fine, but these ordinary people in the Hero Association should not even be able to leave their ashes.

"Do you have any opinion about my hairstyle? If you want to fight, I can accompany you at any time. "

A pound sign appeared on the forehead of the metal bat, and he was about to fight Genos with a special bat.

"Don't quarrel between heroes, let you see my black shiny flesh and calm down, hey! Ha! Superalloy

Flash, wearing only a pair of briefs, stood in front of the two, the bat making a clanging sound when it touched his flesh.

The superalloy flash did not show the slightest injury on his body, but also posed a few intimidating POSS.

"Genos, don't cause trouble to others, your incineration cannon can't be used indoors."

"Sorry, Saitama-sensei!"

Genos very crisply lowered his arm and bowed ninety degrees towards Saitama.

Sincerely apologize, dare next time.

"No, don't tell me, you should apologize to Bubble Head."

Saitama pointed to the frozen metal bat and said with an innocent face.

"Yay!"

"Snap!"

The sound of slapping on the table drew everyone's attention, and Siqi rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, and an indescribable fatigue welled up in his heart.

"Although the bald cloak man is only B-level now, according to the physical evaluation, he has the strength of no less than S-class heroes, and it is also a high-level request to sit here."

Each S-class hero can be said to be a maverick existence, and the ugly point is that most of them are problem children.

Usually everyone is separated, and there is basically no conflict, but once they get together, this will happen within an hour.

At the end of the day, the leadership is too weak.

Cich cleared his throat, Cich took a deep breath, adapted to working under the pressure of the "Imperial Engine", put his hands on the tabletop, and the projection of the ruins of City Z immediately appeared in front of him.

"Silver Fangs, do you know where the Righteous Iron Fist ran? In the face of the lunar crisis, his strength is indispensable. "

From the few images transmitted back from the metal knight, the Hero Association was horrified to find that it was probably not just the centipede elder who appeared in Z City this time, a dragon-level weirdo.

There are at least three or even more, but all of them are solved by the iron fist of justice.

The high-level discussed one night, with the special metal of the headquarters blocking the strange moon, but still affected them a little.

It was concluded that the title of "strongest man on the surface" on King's head was probably about to change hands.

In terms of destructive power, Bai Ye is not weaker than the all-out tornado.

After all, Bai Ye has a battle record, and King has not had any battle pictures about him until now.

Something was wrong, something was wrong, why did they recruit the weirdo into the Heroes Guild when there was no evidence that King had defeated him?

The high-ranking officials suppressed this doubt, and when they faced the other weirdos later, they tried to observe King's reaction.

"Old Immortal doesn't know, that kid seems to use superpowers similar to teleportation, and where he will run depends entirely on his mood."

Bungu thumped his waist, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Frys, who was a flash of light from a few positions, looked slightly sideways when he heard the teleportation, and quickly closed his eyes again, appearing unusually cold.

"That... What about the devil transforming people? I heard that on the battlefield of Z City, you were the last person to see the Iron Fist of Justice. "

Cich had to put his last hope on Genos.

He knew that Genos had already been punched into the wall before the righteous iron fist rushed to the battlefield, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to get any useful news from him.

"Is it the weirdo that Mr. Bai Ye defeated? I thought that the teacher passed by and saved the city, and this one should be deleted.

Genos said, pulling out his notebook and carbon pen from his pocket and striking it twice.

Saitama poked his head curiously, saw what was written on it, and his face suddenly collapsed.

"I said Genos, you don't even have to remember exactly when I went to the bathroom, it's really like an idiot."

Leaning into Genos's ear, Saitama whispered.

He ignored that most of the people in the room had superhuman powers, and Saitama's voice sounded no different from loud conspiracy to some people's ears.

Everyone who could hear Saitama speak looked at the two with strange eyes.

Especially next to Saitama, the "sexy prisoner" wearing a prison suit and handcuffs with metal iron balls tied to his ankles quietly deflected a few points in Saitama's direction.

No, if the earth were to be saved by these people, it would definitely be unsaved.

Cich propped herself up on the table and looked desperately at the ceiling.

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