The Bizarre Adventures of One Punch Man

Qiao Sen decisively interrupted the spellcasting: "I know what you are worried about, King, but don't worry, I have indeed conceived a set of strengthening plans that suit you, but I still need an opportunity to implement it. As for the recent..."

With that said, Qiao Sen pointed to Saitama who was busy in the kitchen.

"You know Saitama's strength, right?"

"Ah, of course," King nodded subconsciously, "after all, it was Saitama who saved me from the weirdo."

"Recently, you should do daily exercise with Saitama!"

"All right……"

King shuddered for no reason, as if he had a premonition that something bad was coming to him.

Chapter 86

"By the way, King, where's the game console?"

Sensing that King was retreating, Qiao Sen deliberately changed the topic.

"Come, come, take it out quickly, since it will take some time before we can eat supper, let's have a game first."

When it came to playing games, King was convinced. His face suddenly no longer felt bitter and his back straightened.

"Ah, ok, it's in my other bag, I'll get it right away."

5 minute later.

The words "GAME OVER" appeared on the TV, and Qiao Sen lost his mind for a while. He didn't understand why he had already entered "Spider Time", and why he still couldn't interrupt the ruthless sequence of the game characters manipulated by King.

Is this what you call talent?

"Stop beating, stop beating, the children will be disabled."

His own game character fell to the ground screaming, and Qiao Sen put down the controller depressedly: "I already know your strength, King, and I will leave it to Saitama to challenge you."

Seeing Qiao Sen admit defeat, King, who had been grimacing, smiled slightly: "Hey, gaming is indeed one of the few areas where I am good at it."

"Hey, hello, the seafood pot is here~"

At this time, Saitama rushed over with a hot pot, and Qiao Sen quickly used superpowers to switch on the game console, and the defeat settlement screen on the TV suddenly turned into a blue screen.

"Okay, I'll stop broadcasting the previous part. Let's go have a midnight snack!"

King smiled all over his face: "Okay."

The TV screen switched back to the free disaster channel, and as every ingredient was served, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became lively.

Qiao Sen used his mental power to hang the ingredients that could not fit on the coffee table in the air, "Saitama, is there any beer in the refrigerator?"

After hearing this, Saitama stood up and walked to the refrigerator: "Is there any? I remember you brought a lot last time."

"Then make two more mentions, let's celebrate, we have one more member of the hot pot team."

"okay!"

When they were ready, the three opened a bottle of beer each.

"Cheers!" × 3

All kinds of ingredients were put into the pot, and Qiao Sen and Saitama had already started the first wave of competition while the meat slices were boiling.

King looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt a little sore, only to realize that he had been so lonely in the past 27 years of his life.

"Joson-sang, Saitama, thank you!"

"Eh? Why do you suddenly feel sad?"

"Don't be polite to us, hot pot, if you start slowly, you won't have anything to eat!"

"Eh……"

Looking at the empty hot pot with only the soup base left, King couldn't help doubting his life.

Has anything been cooked in this pot just now?

Seeing that King didn't take a bite, Saitama pushed the boiled octopus slices in front of him to King: "Would you like to try it? Delicious boiled octopus slices! And my special wasabi sauce juice!"

"Octopus slices..."

King subconsciously thought of the huge monster octopus that almost sent him to the west this afternoon. He was about to say thank you, but he heard Qiao Sen, who was adding vegetables to the pot, say: "It is recommended not to eat it. It is cooked, but there is a high probability that it will cause diarrhea."

King: "..."

Saitama: "..."

King retracted the chopsticks that had just protruded a little without hesitation, and the action was so decisive that Saitama's eyes went dark on the spot.

"Hey, hey, there must be a limit to slander!"

Two hours later, the group of three had enough wine and food.

King, who was in the worst shape, had already gone to the toilet to vomit twice. Even Saitama was a little drunk, holding Qiao Sen's thigh and threatening to fight for another [-] rounds.

Qiao Sen kicked Saitama back, and used his mental power to clean up the mess on the floor: "Okay, okay, today I will be in charge of washing the dishes, and the next stage will be handed over to you!"

"Stage, what stage?"

Saitama was stunned, but King came to his senses, took a sip of the hangover tea, picked up the handle on the ground and said, "So Saitama, do you want to challenge me too?"

"Game?" Saitama took the handle subconsciously, and immediately became interested after a long reaction, "Okay, I'm still very interested in playing games!"

After King vomited, his pale face calmed down, and a confident look flashed across his face: "Then come on!"

In the kitchen, Qiao Sen separated the dishes and garbage from each other, and then called out the almighty F-cub.

Cub F thoughtfully waved his hand to signal the main body to get out of here. He understood Qiao Sen's urgency to see Saitama being tortured and killed, so he picked up the apron hanging on the wall and tied it, and entered the housekeeping mode.

Fortunately, the two people in the living room have no time to pay attention to the kitchen now, otherwise they would see the supernatural scene of aprons floating in the air doing housework.

When Qiao Sen arrived, Saitama had already noticed something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, why isn't my handle responding? I've clearly pressed the counterattack operation?"

"Because I cracked your counterattack the moment you counterattacked."

King said calmly, and at the same time manipulated the game character to make a big move to finish off, and simply and neatly collected the blood volume of Saitama's character.

Saitama shook his head disbelievingly: "It must be because of drinking too much, come again!"

After half an hour.

"Do not--"

After knocking King's character into the blood state, Saitama watched helplessly as King lightly completed the one-handed shield reverse ten-cut comeback.

The great joy and great sorrow of life are only in an instant, and Saitama, who has experienced an unprecedented fiasco, let out a scream and fell to the ground with white eyes.

Saitama, defeated 108 times, can't get back up.

On the other hand, King lifted up the warm teacup beside him with an air of mastery, and took a sip.

Click!

The Polaroid in Qiao Sen's hand recorded this precious scene.

……

A week later.

Qiao Sen took some time to deal with the affairs of the police station for a week, and was urged by Xingzi to leave.

The so-called processing is to sign the documents that need to be signed by him, and the special affairs department in City Z has already taken the shape of a certain black widow.

For this result, a hands-off shopkeeper is of course happy to see it.

When I came to the park with a snap of my fingers, I saw King wearing a pain mask doing squat training under the supervision of Saitama.

"48... 49...Come on, one more will break through 50! King, you can do it!"

King's tall but not strong body squatted down tremblingly, big drops of sweat flowed down the scar, the veins on his forehead bulged, and the strong emotions converged into an aggrieved roar——

"Drink-"

"50!! You did it!"

pat.

"No, no, no..."

King sat down on the grass in the park, gasping for breath like a collapse.

"This is the end of today's training. If I maintain such a terrifying amount of training every day, I will definitely die suddenly!"

Chapter 87 The Gathering of Heroes

"how could be?"

Saitama in sportswear had his hands on his hips. Although his collar and back were soaked in sweat, he was undoubtedly in much better condition than King.

"My training volume at the beginning was twice as much as yours now. Don't you live well now? Besides, you have improved a lot now compared to a week ago. At the beginning, you couldn't even hold on to [-] squats. of."

"No no no..."

Hearing Saitama's words, King, who was sitting on the ground, shook his head like a rattle: "People are different, I don't want to die young!"

Grandpa Little Maruko with hair found a branch from somewhere, and poked King's thigh: "Come on, hold on!"

(⊙?⊙)

King shuddered all over: "Don't come here!!"

"..."

Saitama, who was hanged and beaten in the game, has some personal grievances at the moment, and his innocent grin is simply a devil in King's eyes.

Qiao Sen greeted them, bought thirst-quenching drinks for the two of them in advance, and sat on a nearby bench to read the newspaper.

A purple palm appeared from time to time when the two passed by. Although it was not always rewarding, but the number of times was more, and one or two "limiter fragments" that fell out of thin air could always be picked off.

——F Cub, how far is the progress of the Fragment Card?

[Fantasy Card: Limiter Fragment] × 71

Qiao Sen asked in his heart, and F cub gave an answer immediately.

Not surprisingly, the next "Limiter Breakthrough" will meet the fusion conditions when the number of fragment cards reaches 80, and the progress at this time is close to 90%.

Qiao Sen's promise to King to help him become stronger is not aimless, but the premise requires his own ability to go further.

As a person with a relationship, all he has to do is wait.

Fishing, fighting monsters, and collecting Saitama every day, time flies by.

As for King's current training with Saitama, it should be a test of his willpower before the plan is implemented.

The greatness of a hero lies in his sublime attitude in the face of fear.

King, who is being chased by Saitama at the moment, does not have such qualities for the time being.

on the street.

A silver-haired old man in a black slim-fitting sweater passed by outside the park, and turned back a few seconds later.

"Hey, isn't this..."

The old man stopped for a moment, then walked into the park.

"Oh ha, Mr. Qiao Sen."

Qiao Sen didn't look surprised, put down the newspaper, got up to make room for the old man: "Old man, long time no see."

He consciously limited the distance and accuracy of the passively opened "heart net", but for a strong person like Bangu, the biomagnetic field is as dazzling as a star, and it is very difficult not to notice it.

this kid...

Banggu was startled, has the brat reached this point?

Originally, he wanted to see if Qiao Sen had made any progress during this period of time, but when he got closer, he found that there was a faint charm of the unity of nature and man in this kid.

The old man's eyes suddenly turned black.

Alas, old and old.

Now there is absolutely nothing to teach.

Qiao Sen smiled and helped the old man to sit down, and passed a bottle of drink by the way.

"There are only drinks here, sir, come and quench your thirst with a bottle."