The infinity of blood collapse at the beginning

Chapter 713 Who can prove it? Can XXX prove it?

No one could even see how Saitama made the move, and felt that his eyes were blurred.

That tyrannical King of the Deep Sea, who defeated two S-class heroes, three A-class heroes, and countless B- and C-class heroes one after another, had a huge hole in his stomach.

The powerful fist wind not only pierced the Deep Sea King's chest, but also produced a strong airflow that destroyed all the buildings in front of him in a straight line.

This is just the result of Saitama's simple punch.

"Alas"

"is that a lie."

"It's amazing, this person is super strong!"

"As expected of the rookie king!"

Although the crowd didn't know why, the people who could see Saitama's punching punch were at least S-level and above. Even Zeref could only catch a trace of afterimage, but this didn't prevent them from bursting into enthusiastic cheers.

"No matter how many times I watch it, it's so scary. Every time I watch it, I feel confused." Jeff said softly, and helped the undocumented knight who had recovered all his strength to the side.

"Do you envy such power?"

"Ahem." The undocumented knight is still a little weak, but there is nothing serious about it: "It would be a lie to say that you don't envy him, but that's his strength. I just need to do what I should do and that's enough."

"Then let me change the question, do you want to become stronger?"

"What do you mean? You also want me to make a wish?" the undocumented knight joked, he is not stupid, otherwise he would not be able to pass the brain-level test of the hero pen test.

"No, it's not the way to get something for nothing. It's to become stronger through cultivation"

"Cultivation? Can you become as strong as him?"

"You mean Saitama? This is very difficult, but at least it's not difficult for you to become an S-rank. How about it? Do you want to learn?"

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Just as Jeff was chatting with the undocumented knight, a discordant voice of doubt rang out from the crowd.

"Actually, that's not such a strong weirdo at all." said a wretched man with a mushroom head, drooping eyes, and thick lips like two sausages in his mouth.

This person ignored the great momentum when the Deep Sea King appeared just now, and ignored the fact that the Deep Sea King easily destroyed the walls of the shelter that even nuclear bombs could not penetrate.He even ignored those heroes who risked their lives to save their lives, and spoke inhuman words with their eyes open.

This kind of behavior can be called a dog that cannot spit out ivory, or it can be said to be talking nonsense with its eyes open.

It can only be said that after the crisis is resolved, all kinds of ghosts and monsters will appear.

"That's not right, so many heroes have lost." One of the yellow hairs protested.

"It can only be said that the lost hero is too weak." The wretched man said sarcastic remarks with his mouth full of feces.

Humans are such strange creatures, especially when they are gathered in groups.It's easy to get caught up in the rhythm.

Where the first doubt arises, there will be a second.

"Indeed, if you look at it now, the enemy seems to be very weak."

"After all, I was knocked down by that B-rank hero, how weak is the lost hero?"

These questioners usually question for the sake of questioning, without using their heads at all.

So the brain is a good thing, but many people don't like to use it, and it's just waiting to get moldy.

Seeing someone support him, the wretched man seemed to be greatly encouraged, and sprayed shit again: "The title says A-level and S-level are just grandstanding, no big deal."

At this time, people with conscience could not stand it anymore: "Don't talk too much, they saved us anyway."

"If we try our best, any of us can do it, right? But the guy who can't defeat the weirdo really doesn't deserve to be called a hero. Isn't it true that more heroes are called seriously injured this time?"

"I would like to ask, are these people worthy of our dependence?"

The wretched man's doubts made the people who were originally skeptical begin to shake.

What he said seemed to make sense.

"Judging from the results, we are saved. But if we rescued weak heroes like ordinary people, we will be very distressed. If possible, we can get rid of you and resign."

The wretched man continued to rant.

A figure squeezed out from the crowd and rushed in front of the wretched man.

Clap, a loud slap in the face.

It was the little girl from before.

"Enough is enough!" The little girl's tears kept rolling in her eyes.

"Big Back Hero even broke his legs to save us, you scoundrel."

"You dare to hit me!" Seeing that the other party was just a little girl, the wretched man was furious, and wanted to hit me back with a wave of his hand.

"She's right, you've said enough!" A few burly men came out of the crowd and stopped in front of the wretched man, pushing him back.

There are also people who have a conscience in their hearts.

"What are you doing? Why are you angry at me? Am I wrong? Haven't we paid the rescue funds and hero tax of the Hero Association? Isn't it a matter of course for heroes to protect us from harm? We are taxpayers, don't we?" Don’t you have the right to question? Don’t you think so?”

Along with the appeal of the wretched man, many similar voices sounded in the crowd in twos and threes.

"Who is talking? Stand up for me if you have the guts!" One of the burly men said angrily.

When the little girl was attacked by a weirdo before, he didn't stand up because he was afraid.Now he feels he should stand up and say something fair.

The burly man has a good heart, but this sentence stabbed a hornet's nest, hit the G-spot of some people, and exploded instantly.

"Don't both of us have the right to question?"

"As this mushroom head said, we are taxpayers!"

The wretched man opened his arms excitedly when he heard more and more people supporting him.

"Listen, you listen to everyone's aspirations. I'm not talking about this alone, we represent the majority of people."

"That's enough, shut up!" The burly man wanted to make a move, but was pushed back by the excited crowd.

The threat of the burly man couldn't stop the wretched man, he continued:
"Who can do it if it's just delaying time? You, me, and him can all do it, can't they? From the results, the performance of other heroes is not like heroes at all. Or they don't deserve to be called heroes at all! "

"That's right, the performance of other heroes is indeed too bad. Being defeated by a weirdo, what is the use of such a hero other than wasting our money? Why use our money to feed them for nothing?"

"How can you be so ungrateful, how can you be so ungrateful." The little girl's father was trembling with anger, and kept repeating in his mouth.

The little girl could only lie on her father's chest and sob continuously.

It's a pity that the few of them are at a disadvantage now, they are so powerless in the face of the mighty white-eyed wolf alliance.

Saitama stood where he was, listening to these filthy voices, his fists gradually clenched into fists.

I must do something.
Saitama was about to speak when he put a hand on his shoulder.

"How can you prove that the weirdo isn't actually weak?"

"Who can prove it? Can you? Can you? Or can you?"

The wretched man held his head high and pointed at the burly men and the little girl, father and daughter, like a fighting rooster.

"I can."

An indifferent voice sounded in everyone's minds, and the wretched man's voice stopped abruptly.

He saw a pair of cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)