I! Honghuang Dadao, Retired Today

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Snapped!

The beating alarm was slapped into the table by Saitama's big hand.

Saitama yawned and sat up.

He looked up and looked out the window, it was still dark outside, and there was no starlight at all.

No, he glanced at the wall clock on the wall. The time on the clock showed that it was 9:00 am.

He touched his bald head, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

He just came back from Zhutian City yesterday, and he just slept, how come the day and night are reversed.

Boom!

Suddenly, a figure smashed through his house and smashed towards his door like a cannonball.

Saitama opened his eyes, lifted the sheet and shook it, catching the man.

"Aliens, aliens are coming.

This man's armor was shattered all over, and a large piece of his chest collapsed. He could only breathe out, but not take in.

"Nineteen Three"

This person is from the Hero Association. Saitama has seen him on TV. This guy is in the A-level ranks, and he is a rising star.

This person's current appearance is extremely miserable, and the whole body is almost broken. From the outside, it is caused by some kind of violence.

"It's terrifying..."

After saying this, the A-level hero opened his eyes and died as soon as his legs kicked.

Saitama's forehead bulged with blue veins, turned over and put on the hero suit with a hula.

"Damn it, people were beaten to death, who will pay for my roof repair fee, the repair fee is very expensive."

Saitama carried the dead A-level hero, looked at the big hole above his head, and walked to the street angrily.

Sure enough, at the other end of the city, a strange creature with a long tail, neither like a human nor a monkey, was floating in the air, his arm was raised, and a huge energy ball was rapidly expanding on the tip of his finger.

It was this huge energy ball that covered the entire city with shadows and plunged the entire city into darkness.

This energy ball contains terrifying energy, and Saitama estimates that if one ball goes down, the entire earth can be taken by dogs.

Around the weirdo, the energy of the hot weapon continued to explode, and from time to time, a flash of light illuminating the entire city burst out, and an S-class hero shot against the weirdo.

However, it doesn't seem to work well.

Most of the hot weapons couldn't get close to the strange man's body, and were destroyed by the golden rays of his other hand.

Even if there is a fish that slips through the net, this strange person either catches the hot weapon and squeezes it, or swipes the cross arm and sends the hot weapon flying.

These tech products are like toys to weirdos.

Saitama glared at the strange man, it was this guy who caused the rain to leak in his house in the future.

To be honest, with such a big hole, he was reluctant to repair it with his meager income.

"Losing money, losing money!

Saitama waved his fist at the monster and charged towards the center of the battle, carrying the A-rank hero's body.

This A-level hero is physical evidence and cannot be easily damaged. He is afraid that the other party will default on his debt.

On the street, from time to time, professional heroes could be seen flashing by, as if they were rounding up something.

Saitama now only sees that weird person, and he rushes towards the battle center area with full power.

"Hey, that B-class over there, where are you running to? You are running backwards, this way, this way. 99

As soon as he ran to another street, he was pulled by an anxious A-level hero ahead.

Saitama stared at the sky and said seriously: "I'm going over there. 39

The A-rank hero saw the corpse on Saitama's shoulder and took a step back in fright.

Suddenly, Saitama has been labelled a fool in his heart.

Not a fool, who would go to the most dangerous place? Now the central area is the purgatory on earth, and the monsters this time are simply monsters among monsters.

Also, if you're not a fool, who would run away with a corpse on his back, wasting his energy in vain, and think he didn't die fast enough?

Looking at Saitama, there was a kind of fiery in his eyes.

He grabbed Saitama who was walking forward and said:

"Young man, just enter the industry, come with me, don't go to the front to die, don't say your B-level, A-level heroes can't stand a blow in front of those monsters."

He ignored Saitama's objection, and dragged Saitama forward.

Saitama was immediately overwhelmed by the other party's good intentions, and could not help but run after the other party.

"That's right, follow me to keep you safe." The A-level hero grinned.

Although he was walking in front, his expression was always vigilant around him, his eyes were scrunched up, one palm was behind Saitama's back and the other was protecting his chest, and his figure was a bit vulgar.

Saitama felt the strangeness of this man, but did not take it to heart.

Boom!

Suddenly, an explosive gust of wind hit, and the smoke filled the air. In front of the two, something smashed the building and rushed to the street...

Step on!

There were footsteps in the smoke.

Soon, a figure walked out through the smoke.

The A-level hero turned around and ran away as if he had been in hell.

Before leaving, he pushed Saitama's back hard, and then fled in the opposite direction.

However, he stopped after just two steps, because he felt that the other party was not pushed down.

He turned his head suspiciously, just in time to meet Saitama's confused eyes.

"Go ahead for me and block me for a while, stupid B-class."5

The A-level hero had a fierce face and kicked Saitama.

He is confident that he can kick this fool and let this fool block the monster in front of him.

He escaped here by this method, and he has never missed A-level teammates, let alone a fool of B-level.

boom!

Click!

First there was a muffled sound of kicking a heavy object, followed by a bone cracking sound.

"what………"

The A-level hero hugged his broken thigh and rolled on the ground in pain.

Looking at the B-class who was motionless in front of him, he was dumbfounded. He kicked up just now, as if he had hit a steel plate. Not only did the opponent not fly out, but his own thigh bone was broken.

Is this a B grade?

He was horrified.

3.1 Using both legs and feet, dragging the broken leg, he retreated straight back.

Because in the front, a weirdo wearing a combat uniform and wearing a monocle was walking towards them.

Every time the strange man fell, a footprint was left on the ground, and the street shook slightly.

The one who walked over was like a towering giant, so frightened that he was almost unable to urinate.

His teeth were chattering, and he could only feel death approaching him.

He hates it so much, why is he so unlucky to encounter this B-class, and now the sewer has capsized, and the life that he finally recovered is about to be planted here.

"Hey, are you okay, do you want me to help you up?"

The B-level in front of him didn't seem to understand the seriousness of the situation, so he walked over with the corpse on his back, and even reached out to him.

The A-level hero wanted to cry without tears. He felt that he was unlucky to die with such a fool in the end. He felt that it was really embarrassing to die like this.