One Punch Man’s Weekend Sale Supermarket Owner

14. He was so crazy back then!

Banggu and Bangbu moved around and dashed on the roof like two ghosts. Bayi Middle School? Wen Net W ∠ W? W. 81ZW. COM

Bangu carried his hands upside down and moved on the roof, but it was like walking in a leisurely garden, as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest sluggishness and suppleness.

Bangbu is completely different. The whole person is like a gust of wind, swiftly blowing across the entire roof, but no matter how he seems to be mad, he still only maintains a half-length position ahead of Banggu.

At this moment, their gazes all fell on a figure on the street, which was obviously running much slower than their speed.

With wolf-level strength and speed, it is easier than ordinary people to run more than ten kilometers. However, with this tied hands and leggings, plus five back and forth, it's not normal.

"This tied hands and leggings add up to about 2o kilograms, and it's about 12 kilometers when I come home...What I need to do now is to stick to it and stick to it!" Axel thought to himself as he ran. He didn't notice that on the house next to the street, there were two figures closely following his steps.

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Finally ran home, sweating all over, and he stumbled into his city.

"Axel-kun, what's wrong with you? Did you fight with some weird man again?" After seeing Axel, Saitama-kun, who was helping Axel in the shop, suddenly brightened his eyes with Looked at Axel with admiration.

Axel's breathing was like a cow panting. He walked to his shelf, took a bottle of mineral water, drank it all in one breath, and sat heavily on the stool with his chest up and down.

Turning around and looking at it, the restoration of the current city is almost done. This group of neighbors is really awesome, "Saitama-kun, I am afraid you will need your help to see the market at this time, and I will pay you a certain amount of compensation."

Saitama-kun waved his hand and said that it doesn't matter, "I don't have a job anyway, so I can help you see the store. Besides, there are so many snacks in your city..."

After speaking, Axel's gaze fell in front of Saitama-kun. There were sunflower seeds, sugar, coke... It can be seen that Saitama-kun's life is still very chic. .

The muscles on Axel's distressed face twitched and he was almost resting. Then, he ran out of the city and ran straight to the dojo of Whirlwind Slashing Iron Fist.

The second run was much more difficult than the first run.

"Persevere, persevere..."

The first trip home took about 41 minutes, and the second trip to the door of Whirlwind Zhan Tie Quan took nearly 5o minutes.

He sat down on the lawn next to the entrance of the dojo, took out a chocolate bar and a bottle of water from his pocket, and slowly chewed the chocolate and drank the water. He needs to replenish energy and moisture, but he didn't want to go in and report that he ran back and forth.

Cultivating this kind of thing is your own will, not to accomplish this so-called task.

After resting almost, got up again and ran back home...

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"The willpower is not bad, O'Neill." Bangu stood on a wall only arm width, with his hands on his back, and crouched his body with a slight smile.

"It's only the first day. I haven't fully completed the task of cultivation. By the way, I'm hungry, how about you?"

In response to Bangbu's words-Gurulu...

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The second back and forth.

6o minutes!

Rested for a full 3 minutes!

The third back and forth.

7o minutes!

Rested for 5 minutes!

The fourth round trip.

8o minutes!

Rested for a full 1o minute!

Looking at the dark night, Axel leaned against the wall, nibbling on the chocolate bar while drinking water, "I have to hold on to it later, but this chocolate bar and mineral water are a bit tricky. It's up..."

Axel couldn't help but ridiculed himself and patted the dust on his body. He stood up and said, "When is the salary of the Heroes Association? Otherwise, my city will go bankrupt..."

After that, he started the last run.

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In the middle of the night, he returned to his city.

"Axel-kun, you are absolutely crazy." Saitama-kun, who was already sleeping on the table, wiped his eyes and looked at the wet Axel, "I thought You are fighting weirdos. Unexpectedly, you are actually cultivating."

"Hehe." After finishing today's practice, Axel almost wanted to lie down on the spot, and didn't want to move. The whole person seemed to fall apart.

tired.

too tired.

"Humans have their limits. Even if you keep practicing, I'm afraid you can't improve too much." Saitama-kun buckled his nostril with his little finger. "You look like some heroes. What kind of flamethrower do you use? Guns, isn't this improving your strength faster and more directly?"

"The real strength comes from your own strength." Axel shook his head, "Saitama-kun, thank you for helping me see the store. Go home and rest."

"Hey, I'm afraid you feel bad!" Saitama-kun smiled and ran away quickly.

"Not good!" Axel exclaimed, ignoring the incomparable fatigue of his body. He ran to the shelf to take a look. Suddenly, the muscles on his face throbbed with cramps, "I can see that I This little foundation can't support this foodie at all!"

In fact, he has forgotten one point. He ran five rounds today and ate a whole box of chocolate bars and more than 2o bottles of mineral water.

If you count Saitama-kun’s consumption of food, his salary from the Heroes’ Association and the city’s income are simply not enough.

How to do?

Is it going to be bankrupt if you haven't achieved any results in your practice?

While taking a bath, I thought, Axel's heart was broken at this time.

After taking a shower, Axel slumped on the bed and fell asleep.

too tired.

Almost every cell in the body is sleeping, taking a break in a frantic hurry.

Putting aside the issue of funding, the most important thing now is systematic practice and unremitting practice!

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In the dark, Bangu stood on the wall with his hands folded back, looking at the direction of the weekend sale quietly. At this time, he was a little lost. He thought of his proud disciple. Back then, that proud disciple was also the same. Crazy cultivation, such a tenacious will...

There was an unnamed pain in Banggu's heart, and he was probably the only one who could understand this pain. "Hey..." He sighed long, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the wall in an instant and sank into the night.