"In the future, make your own decisions, blowing snow.

Swept away the remaining anger by Qiao Sen, the tornado slowly withdrew the aura of the Nian Power Strong, and the corners of his mouth raised a threatening arc: "Hmph, if you let me know that you were injured because of your so-called team members, I will never let them go, hear?" Blowing

Snow: "..."

—What does my injury have to do with my team members?

Before the words could be spoken, she noticed the look in Jossen's eyes, and immediately obediently shut up, no longer hard-mouthed.

“...... I know!"

....

It's night.

After a full day of playing with Tornado in City A, it wasn't until late at night that Johnson returned to City Z.

Due to the precautionary measures in advance, there were no accidents at the end of the day.

This refers to the relationship between him and the tornado that has not been discovered by ordinary people.

Saitama Apartments.

Genos came to the balcony with the washed clothes, and was greeted by Josson, who had just fallen from the sky, and immediately nodded and saluted, "Mr. Jossen, you are back."

Jossen changed his slippers, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Good evening, Genos, why are you still busy with housework, how diligent!" In

the face of Jossen's praise, Genos held Saitama's shirt and hanger in his hand, smiled modestly, and said: "Where, as a disciple, these are all things I should do."

Jossen was keenly aware of the extra fine stitch marks on Saitama's beach shirt, and couldn't help but ask: "Why, did you still encounter weirdos when you went out today?"

"Today, when my teacher and I were visiting the supermarket, there was a vicious weirdo attack, a weirdo named "Frozen Mane King" wreaked havoc in the supermarket's cryogenic warehouse, and because it was able to spit a wide range of cold air as an attack, the special food that was intended to be sold today was destroyed.

"The weirdo's disaster level should reach the tiger level according to my speculation, and its strength is not strong, but its behavior is very bad, which completely angered the teacher. Genos recalled the scene at that time, and a trace of longing flashed in his eyes, "Then the weirdo was destroyed by the teacher with a punch along with the warehouse destroyed by it, although I used the "super high-speed camera recording module" in my eye to record the whole process, but in the end I still couldn't tell how the weirdo disappeared!"

- didn't even leave a frame of the death picture?

Josson's narration restored the scene well, and Joson could almost imagine Saitama's mood and expression when he saw the special food destroyed.

Probably not much different from the state of not being able to hit mosquitoes.

As for the weirdo who disappeared out of thin air in Genos's mouth, Jossen knew it in his heart, and said casually: "Maybe it was beaten into a son, right

?" Genos's eyes lit up, as if he had found a soulmate, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Mr. Josson! Josson

smiled and asked: "Then can you ask, what does that weirdo's appearance look like?"

Armed with a butcher knife as a weapon, the pre-mutation race should be, pigs. "

The pig ... All right.

Johnson couldn't help but be speechless, he felt wrong when he heard the name of the weirdo just now, what can he call himself this weirdo?

It's a pity that I just met Saitama, who was interrupted by a sale day shopping plan.

Well, with the crimes it committed, it died unjustly.

"Thank you," Joson tapped Genos' shoulder and smiled and nodded, "I see."

Genos bowed his head politely: "You're polite." Walking

into the room, Saitama was lying on a cushion watching TV, the coffee table in front of him was full of high-end snacks that were rarely seen, and on the tatami mat in front of his head was a large watermelon cut in half with a straw inserted.

Don't think about it, it must have been bought by Genos.

"Eh, Jossen, are you back?" Jossen

nodded, snatched a packet of Saitama's snacks from the coffee table, tore it open and ate it, and said, "It's been a while since I've been back."

"Sorry, I'm not in a good mood and didn't notice you back."

Saitama really looked like Grandpa Komaruko, who looked sad, and it seemed that he hadn't come out of the bad news that he hadn't bought special ingredients.

"Hehe, are you unhappy because of the weirdos who appear in the supermarket during the day

?" "Huh?" Saitama stared at the dead fish in the strong mode, and Yu Guang glanced at Genos, who was hanging clothes on the balcony, and said, "You know?"

"yes, Genos told me," Joson didn't hesitate to betray the polite reformed teenager and asked, "I have a question after listening."

Saitama continued with dead fish eyes: "... What

?" asked Joson seriously: "You broke the weirdo and the warehouse together, didn't the supermarket ask you for compensation?" "

Ah..." A

drop of cold sweat hung from Saitama's forehead, and the strong mode lasted less than 10 seconds before changing back to the weak painting style.

Saitama scratched the back of his head with a headache and said, "Do you need compensation to destroy the weirdo?"

Qiao Sen watched the F cub's hand disappear and smiled: "After all, the warehouse has done nothing wrong."

Saitama was stunned, then nodded reluctantly, and said painfully: "How much does it cost to compensate

?" "Because it is a frozen warehouse in a supermarket, the area must not be small, plus labor, site, equipment and other expenses, it should not be excessive to charge you millions of yen, right?"

Saitama: "..." The

sweat on the brain door hung like a waterfall, and Saitama suddenly felt that the cold pure squeezed watermelon juice on the side of his mouth was suddenly not fragrant.

"So Josen, what should I do?"

Saitama couldn't help but shiver, as if in the next second a supermarket debt collector would kick open the door and rush in, kidnap him and order him to pay back.

"Actually, this is very easy to do, and it's almost time.

"Saitama:?"

His face was full of puzzlement: "What's the time

?" Jossen smiled evilly, snapped his fingers, and said with burning eyes: "Go to the Hero Association and become

a hero, Saitama!" "Register to become a hero?"

Saitama was not very comfortable at being stared at by Jossen's gaze, frowned, and said: " It sounds like the way the company works, so isn't the previous interest a job, and joining the company is bound to accept the dispatch of superiors, right?"

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