I'm not a tailed beast

Chapter 345 Big transfer, one! (Second more)
"Well said!"

Applause sounded from the ground, it was Saitama who was applauding, and only Saitama was applauding.

"Heroes are just the spirit of seeing embarrassment and unwillingness to stand by, not necessarily limited to species."

"Protect your peers from being bullied, and if a pig does that, it can be called a hero by the pigs."

"But Mu Ziyu, how did you do it? The you just now became so big."

"I'll tell you later, it's actually easy to grow bigger. If you understand it, you can do it too."

The two seemed to be joking, but they also eased the tension.

The S-level heroes protected by the tornado were put on the ground.

It was as if everything was over.

Banggu, who landed on the ground, moved his shoulders, and the magic energy cured the geriatric disease that had troubled him for a long time, but it also made him lose control of his martial heart.

This is not good, if there is no help from others, you may all make unforgivable mistakes.

Just when Banggu was about to say thanks, he turned around suddenly, and caught the attacking long knife in his palm.

Sharp eyes stared at the attacker.

This guy covered in bandages and holding two long knives.

"Hehe, what a boring speech. I don't care about the long time and all the mess."

Cutting Wang sneered sadly and continued.

"I just want to hack humans to death. Killing people is my greatest pleasure."

"is it?"

A cold snort sounded in the cutting king's ear.

Before the cutting king could finish speaking, he realized that he had changed positions.

A paw grabbed its neck, and the two long knives that were used were cut off at the root, and they disappeared.

"I thought the knife grew on your body, but it turned out to be tied to your body."

Mu Ziyu counted the bandages on it boredly, a total of 380 and seven, and said in a leisurely manner.

"At first I thought it would be useful to keep you, such as going to a cutting factory or something like a mobile cutting machine, but you actually made small moves in front of me. A thing like you with only this little single-celled thinking is really useless. Weapons It can also kill people, but you are not as good as a useful weapon, at least it will not be stupid."

"Let go of me! Damn stupid fox!"

Mu Ziyu previously felt that at least 50.00% of the weirdos had communication value.

But now this probability may be lowered.

"You were controlled by me, and then you called me stupid? Do you think you are very smart?"

The grip strength of the claws increased a bit, and the Cutter King couldn't speak at all.

"Enough, since you don't kill us, you think we are still useful, then let go of the Cutter King!"

The ugly big president below suddenly spoke to stop it.

"Is it the President? Well, I'll give you a face."

Mu Ziyu threw it down, and the strangled half-dead Cut King was thrown directly in front of him.

"Asshole... I want you to save me?"

The cutting king said indignantly.

Even though it was caught by Mu Ziyu, life and death were held in its claws, but it just didn't feel angry.

Commonly known as hard-mouthed.

with a snap.

The ugly big president's foot fell down suddenly, stomping on the cutting king's head, and then said indifferently.

"I'm not saving you, I just don't want you to affect our future."

"Since the big 囧-eyed military commander and the weirdo Wang Dashe are gone, it's better for me to do this kind of dirty work."

"Ugly President, I didn't expect you to have a trace of loyalty to me."

The familiar voice of big eyes came, and it flew quickly from the direction of Z city to stop beside Mu Ziyu.

"Big embarrassing-eyed strategist? You...you're not dead?"

The crossbow beside the ugly president looked astonished.

"Of course, I have already cooperated with Mr. Mu Ziyu."

Big Jiong glanced around at the weird people around, this number was less than one percent of the association.

After all, those who survived and gained strength are only a small number.

"You can completely treat what you said as mine. Do you have any questions? If not, organize an orderly retreat. This world is about to end, including the gods of this world. They are hard to protect themselves. You You should be grateful for being rescued by Mr. Mu Ziyu, otherwise you can only wait for death if you stay here."

The world needs evil. From the point of view of dialectics, if there is no evil, people's concept of good will disappear.

The world is not benevolent and treats all things as grass dogs. If the world favors a certain species, it will be a disaster for other species.

So Mu Ziyu needs weird people, needs them to shine.

More importantly, there is still a vacancy in the re-employment guidance center for weirdos. Wouldn't it be a pity to throw away so many dragon-level weirdos if they don't accept them?
"How to retreat? Where to retreat? My family is still here."

Saitama asked with a blank face.

Mu Ziyu landed next to Qiyu and explained.

"Qitama, since you got to know me, you basically don't have to worry about life, haven't you noticed it?"

"Sure enough, you did it all."

"The food you eat, the house you live in, and even the security around you are all arranged by me."

There was a puzzled expression on Saitama's reflective head.

"Do you have a purpose in doing all this?"

"To guide you on the right path."

"The heroic path you said?"

Qiyu's eyes lit up, if you talk about this, I won't be sleepy, we are heroes driven by interest.

In particular, Mu Ziyu's understanding of true justice almost coincides with Qiyu's.

If it weren't for the heinous, wrecking and hopeless thing who kept killing people, Saitama would not have killed him.

Anyone who died under Saitama's hands was a weird person who bullied the weak and killed people.

It is enough to be obedient and give a good education.

So Qi Yu is in the same camp as Mu Ziyu in a certain understanding of justice.

"Of course, now you are already a qualified hero, but you are just a little bit short of becoming a real hero."

Mu Ziyu stretched out his claws, expecting.

"How about it? Do you want to join me, fight for what you really should protect, and be a real hero."

"After joining, there are still supermarket specials?"

"Have!"

"There is still a free house to live in?"

"Start with [-] square meters!"

"There are still all kinds of free snacks?"

"Eat it until you feel like throwing up!"

"Okay, I'll join!"

Qiyu stretched out his hand and held Mu Ziyu's paw tightly.

After finishing Qiyu, Mu Ziyu looked around, focusing on every S-level hero and dragon-level monster.

"What about your choice?"

"Our choice?"

Atomic Samurai repeated, with a wry smile.

"Do we still have a choice?"

"Of course, staying and waiting to die is also a choice."

Dajiongyan suddenly opened his mouth to mock, even though Sykes joined Mu Ziyu's camp, it didn't mean she would give these heroes any good looks.

They are all a bunch of hypocritical guys, even if ten of the human beings protected by them are killed, at least five are not innocent.

Atomic Samurai sneered, although he didn't like weirdos, his form was better than people.

It doesn't matter what Mu Ziyu does. As for what will happen in the future, it will be left to see.

"Okay, I'll join."

"Well, I'll join too."

Except for the tornado, S-level heroes and dragon-level monsters have all agreed.

"What about you? Tornado?"

Mu Ziyu looked at Long Juan, asking for her opinion.

"I'm going to find my sister."

Subtext, she has already agreed, but she still wants to find Fubuki.

Just about to fly away, Mu Ziyu stopped him.

"Don't be so troublesome, I'll take you there, she is in S City at the moment, leading the Fuxue team."

A brown door opened and appeared in front of Tornado out of thin air.

(End of this chapter)