The bizarre adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Gulp!

The white boy nodded with difficulty, and was then pushed away by the black-robed man like throwing away garbage.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly squeezed through the crowd to get away from this ferocious anti-superhero madman.

The man's name was Billy Butcher, and his nickname was Green Hat Man, no, Butcher.

It was exactly the literal meaning of his last name.

Butcher hated superhumans, and his lifelong wish was to kill the Vought Group and the"Super Seven".

To be more precise, to kill"Homelander".

As for the reason, you can tell from his nickname.

Ever since he learned that his wife Becca had stayed in the same room with"Homelander" for more than three hours before she disappeared, he wanted to kill that superhuman bastard all the time.

Unfortunately, the difficulty of this mission was hell-level.

In order to deal with those damn superhumans, he accepted the invitation of the CIA, joined the special operations team of former director Mallory, and participated in the establishment of a black robe picket team specifically for dealing with superhumans.

Along the way, Butcher has slaughtered more than one superhuman bastard, but compared to Homelander, those guys are just a bunch of scumbags.

Until now, he is still doing his best for his revenge.

After spitting away the white boy who was brainwashed by superhero movies, Butcher rudely spat.

This action made the surrounding people who were paying attention to it sure that this black-robed bearded man was a complete gangster, and they immediately moved in the opposite direction of him.

In order to avoid being accidentally hurt by his next mouthful of spit

"Hey, please, I'm talking to you, make way for daddy... That's right, good boy."

Pushing through the crowd in a gentlemanly manner, Butcher led the way with a polite smile, always successful, and walked towards the innermost gathering of black people and taxi drivers.

"Nick, his name is Nick, I know him, he is a good guy"

"Yes, he also has a sister who runs a drive-in restaurant. Anyone who drives a taxi there can enjoy a free cod burger lunch."

"Oh my God, I still don’t believe that God would let such a terrible thing happen to him!"

Taxi drivers who knew the deceased told the story they knew, and the atmosphere at the scene was sad.

"Hey, guys, tears won't solve the problem. I think we have to do something for him!"

Seeing that the time was right, Butcher, dressed in a black robe, spoke loudly while squeezing to the middle of the crowd with his strong arms. He soon came to the taxi drivers in the innermost layer.

The taxi drivers who were also squeezed behind him were stunned.

No, who are you?

Before the taxi drivers could question, they heard the hairy and strong man say in a very contagious way.

"Oh my God! Please forgive me for my mistake, this is murder!"

"I can hardly imagine how sad his family would be when they saw this scene. He...what was his name?"

The taxi driver who was questioned by Butcher met his fierce gaze and was immediately frightened. He immediately replied tremblingly:"Nick Rule, sir, this is his name"

"Nick! He is our brother, an ordinary person like us. He worked enthusiastically as usual, but returned to the arms of the Lord in an undignified way in full view of the public."

"It shouldn’t be like this… His ending shouldn’t be like this!"

Butcher’s voice was deep and magnetic, and his mature appearance and scar at the corner of his eye made his already provocative words more likely to attract the attention of others.

"Yes! He is right."

"Our brother died, but he couldn't have died in vain!"

"Find the murderer! We need justice!"

The black people who were originally watching the scene soon echoed the voices. At this time, no matter whether they knew the deceased or not, skin color was the strongest bond, enough to make those young people with no brains but sensitive hearts stand up and speak for the deceased.

"Yes! Justice! You are right!"

Butcher pointed at one of the black guys who responded to him, his eyes full of encouragement.

With the help of this group of free agents, he had absolute say without any effort.

From then on, whatever he said was right, and people would not think about whether his words had any problems, but would just blindly follow the crowd. This was exactly what he wanted!

"Someone must be held accountable for this, no matter who that person is. Even a superhero cannot disregard the law and kill an innocent person at will!"

"Apparently, the glass that killed him came from the Tower of Seven, we need to get an explanation!"

"I think a real superhero would never cover up for a criminal, but we need an explanation!"

"He's right! We need an explanation!"

"Yes! The righteous"Homelander" will help us find the criminal. We need an explanation!"

"We need an explanation!"

"We need an explanation!"×NAs

Butcher foamed at the mouth and raised his arms, the high emotions triggered a large-scale resonance, and the scene quickly became a phenomenon of human-to-human transmission.

Most of the black people and taxi drivers present at this moment turned into repeaters, driving more people to repeat this catchy slogan loudly.

Driven by their self-righteousness, they held high the banner of justice and strode towards the door of the Water Group, which was just around the corner.

Only a small number of them were young people instigated by Butcher, and the rest were either there to join in the fun, or to visit the seven-person tower for free, or to hold up their mobile phones to take pictures and send them to self-media to gain traffic.

But regardless of the original intention, the number of people gathered more and more, forming a mighty torrent, and the footsteps gradually became earth-shaking.

Butcher, who caused this scene, only ran two steps symbolically, then turned around without hesitation and disappeared in the crowd in the opposite direction. The sinister smile on the corner of his mouth when he left was exactly like a conspirator who had retired after success.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Sen couldn't help shaking his head and laughing

"This guy is really a talent."

After saying that, he also activated his ability and disappeared on the spot.

However, at this time, the on-duty supervisor of the first floor of the Water Group, who found that something was wrong, could not laugh.

The supervisor, who was already balding in middle age, was sweating profusely as he looked for his security captain, shouting loudly:"Chris, close the door! Don't let the mob rush in!!"

"Yes Sir! I'm trying my best!"

Chris, the security captain, responded loudly while running.

Due to his keen sense of job responsibilities, he realized the bad situation faster than the manager on duty.