Konoha's talent

After seeing Saitama's face clearly, Lao Zi decided that he didn't know him, and started talking about himself.

He found that Saitama really seemed to be just passing by and did not radiate malice.

"The old man passed by a monkey mountain a long time ago..."

Lao Zi started his own performance, and Saitama sat on the roof opposite him, with curiosity on his face, and did not do anything.

He wanted to see what's special about this four-tailed man Zhuli who didn't have many roles in the original book.

The four-tailed Monkey King, known for his killing and strength, is not low in the ranking of tail beasts.

But in the original book, Lao Zi met the dried persimmon ghost shark who was his nemesis. He was directly maimed and captured. Finally, he was stripped of the tail beast, and after his death he was made into a [six puppets].

After Lao Zi glanced at Saitama, he did not continue to care about him, but concentrated on his own story.

The stories in his mouth were made by adapting his own stories, and he also specially added some life attitudes and famous sayings.

After dinner in the afternoon, the sky was still faint, and Lao Zi's "Story Collection" lasted for several hours.

Although it was very interesting, many villagers got up one after another and went home when it was not early.

They still need to do farm work tomorrow, and it is enough to spend a while here.

As for the ones who stayed, most of them are children. They think this old man who doesn't seem to be very old is more interesting than the enlightenment teacher in the village, so they are willing to stay here and listen.

Saitama sat on the roof, his movements did not change much, still listening to the old Zibai story with relish.

After a long time, Lao Zi stopped his mouth and looked around, and found that there was only one person left around, the man who came first before.

"Well, that's all for today, and I will continue tomorrow if I have time!"

Lao Zi spoke. The man holding his chin was frightened by Lao Zi's sudden heightening voice. He trembled and woke up from his sleep.

"Master, it's over? Then I'll go back first, you take a break!"

The man yawned, stood up, patted the pants on his butt, and shaken off the dust.

Lao Zi has lived in this small square in the past few days, regardless of whether it is blowing in the wind or in the sun. Even if the village head of the village kindly provided him with a place to live, he still declined, saying "this is a kind of practice."

"Okay!" Lao Zi stood up and nodded to him. Then, when the man turned around, he looked at Saitama who had been sitting crosswise and facing the roof.

In Lao Zi's perception, Saitama's aura continues to rise, and the idea of ​​being defined as malicious by the tail monster is also intensifying.

"Four-tailed Zhuli, Lao Zi?!"

Saitama greeted him knowingly.

He stood up slowly, twisted his neck a few times to relieve his fatigue, and at the same time looked at Lao Zi who was not far away.

"It's the old man!"

Lao Zi picked up the black stick that had been placed aside early in the morning. This was considered his weapon, but it was not often used in combat. It was used on his ascetic journey on foot to give him a little support.

"Then I didn't come wrong!" Saitama shrugged, bent his knees, and jumped off the roof, heading out of the village.

It was the first time that Saitama was captured, and it was also the first time that Saitama had fought with people of the rank of Tailmon. The momentum was bound to be great. In order not to cause unnecessary casualties, Saitama decided to move the battlefield to an open space.

Civilians are innocent!

Lao Zi can feel Saitama's sense of good and evil, and he also understands the purpose of this approach.

"Old Zi, be careful, the enemy is hard to deal with!"

Monkey King poked his head out of his inner world and warned Lao Zi.

"Understand, we are going to fight together again this time! Monkey King!"

Lao Zi's face was solemn, appearing solemnly deep in his eyes.

He looked at Saitama's face and felt that he was young, but the aura on his body gave a faint feeling of insurmountability.

This is the breath of a strong man, Lao Zi knew that "people are not to be seen", so he did not intend to despise Saitama.

Chapter 142 Old Zi's Outbreak

Saitama's speed was very fast, and there was no sound. In a blink of an eye, he left the village and came to the wasteland to the east of the village.

This piece of land belongs to saline-alkali land and is not suitable for growing crops, so it was left empty by the people of this village.

The annual gathering is held in this open space.

Whoosh!The windbreaker made a whistling sound in the wind, and at the same time, Saitama's hair was carried by the wind and rolled behind his head.

Originally, when Saitama left the [Xiao] organization, she cut her hair short and cut it into that kind of lazy half-length broken hair, very anime-like, but now when the cold wind blows at night, she directly became a mature man Big back head.

Click!Saitama stepped on the ground, and the solid ground gave him a very comfortable feeling.

Without taking the lead in attacking, Saitama straightened up and stood still.

Bang!Lao Zi, who immediately followed Saitama, fell not far from Saitama, making a dull voice.

"Who are you!" Lao Zi frowned, his tone a little bad.

"Me, the nameless!" Saitama has no expression, like a cold-blooded killer.

Rubbing his right hand on the windbreaker a few times, Saitama slowly stretched his hand into the hem.

Click!The finger touched the shark-skin anti-skid band of the knife handle, and a smile appeared on Saitama's face.

"I'm here, only for the four tails!"

Saitama leaned forward, and the Shinobi from his waist was slowly withdrawn, and the blade of the blade reflected a hint of blue and white light in the shadow of the high hanging moon.

"Is it for the tail beast? No wonder..." Old Zi squinted his eyes, the temperature on his body began to rise, and the ground under his feet showed signs of melting.

Huh!Saitama took the lead and kicked his left foot on the ground, and his body turned into lightning and rushed out.

"Since there is an unruly plan, there must be a psychological expectation that we can be killed!"

Lao Zi got angry on his face, suddenly changing from the previous harmony.

King Kong glared, maybe he was talking about people like Lao Zi.

The last second can give you a very kind chat, but the next second will directly spit fire on you!

Huh!Saitama's right hand blocked in front of him and caught a burning fireball.