I, Kiriko, the Cheater

"Mr. King, shouldn't you be attacking the lair of the Weird Association? Why are you here? Is the battle over?"

"Is this really the case? Has the lair of the Weird Association been breached?"

"Will there be no weirdos after that? We can live with peace of mind?"

Asking questions one after another made KING feel dizzy, and he didn't know how to respond because of his guilty conscience, but in this case, it seemed that he should be silent.

Because no matter how you answer, people will always misinterpret, question, and then ask more difficult questions.

Fortunately, KING escaped from the siege soon, and it was not others who rescued him, but...

Crash.

Captain Octopus stood up from the pile of goods piled up like a hill. He touched his body with his hands that had turned into pincers. After confirming that he was safe and sound, he glared at him fiercely.

"It hurts a lot if you just shoot at me without saying hello!"

Seeing that the strange man stood up again unharmed, the crowd who were excited because they were saved before fell into panic again.

"It's strange...the strange man is not dead!"

"Don't panic, with KING by your side, KING will definitely solve the weirdo and protect us."

"That's right, KING is an S-class hero."

"Come on, knock it down, KING!"

Surrounded by waves of applause, KING's blood was not excited by the applause. On the contrary, his blood was almost frozen by fear.

A dense sound like drums sounded. This was the background sound called "Emperor's Engine" by the Heroes Association and the outside world. They made it up in their own brains, "When this sound sounds, it means that KING has entered the fighting state."

The actual situation is that KING is 10 times more timid than ordinary people. When the heart beats faster due to excessive tension, the heartbeat is too loud.

Like right now...

KING stared dumbfounded. The weird man who had been shot from the side, seemed to be unharmed at the moment, and stood up from the fallen shelves and piles of goods.

Even among A-level heroes, few dared to say that they would not be injured by a shotgun with their body, but the weirdo in front of him seemed to be unharmed.

This is definitely not a mere wolf class, at least it is also a tiger class, and it may even be a ghost class!

Ghost level, what is that concept?

At least 10 A-level heroes, or 1 S-level hero, can defeat 1 ghost-level monster.

escape!

must escape!

With only the name of S-rank, but no real S-rank, it is absolutely impossible for him to be an opponent who is suspected of being a ghost-level monster. If he does not escape, he may die...

No, you will definitely die!

If you stay and fight against the weirdo, what good will you gain?

Others won't appreciate me at all, and others will respect me, it's all because of my powerful strength that can protect them, when they know that their own strength can't protect them at all, even weaker than a C-level hero, they still don't like it. Will you respect and adore yourself as before?

Of course not.

People are selfish, and they only think about themselves. After all, it is the instinct of creatures to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

but……

KING didn't know what happened to him.

Maybe it's because I played too many games of saving the world, or maybe because of excessive fear, I have some mental problems...

Originally, at this time, he should have escaped. He should have fled the scene as before, and left the weirdo to the hero to solve.

It should have been like this...

But this time, he did not escape.

His legs moved, but not to escape, but to move forward.

Go to the weirdo.

"Run away! I'm here to block it!"

KING raised the AA-12 in his hand. Facing the weirdo, any language would be powerless. Even the loudest king would lose his strength before the weirdo.

With weirdos, reasoning doesn't work, only physics.

boom!

A bright flame lit up the muzzle of the AA-12, and after the fragmentation ammunition was fired, the shell casing shattered and split into hundreds of fragments, densely packed like a torrential rain, and swept towards Captain Octopus head and face.

However, the captain of the octopus just used the pliers to protect his face, ignoring his body. The dense fragments hit his body, and there was a jingle, but it failed to cause effective damage, but the surrounding ground and the goods on the shelves , was beaten into smoke and dust, and sawdust flew everywhere.

KING pursed his lips tightly, with a solemn face, and pulled the trigger continuously, shooting out all the bullets in the drum in one breath.When the trigger was pulled again, there was only the click of the bullet being fired.

KING's face changed, and he went to touch behind him, but there was a strong wind blowing in front of him. He quickly raised the AA-12 in his hand, only to avoid the end of his head being smashed like a watermelon by the giant forceps.

However, under the irresistible force, he was also sent flying, and landed on the asphalt road outside the convenience store. His back was in contact with the solid asphalt road, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

To make matters worse, his weapon, his only reliance—the AA-12, fell out of his hand and fell more than ten meters away.

He realized this, and felt something was wrong in his heart, but before he got up, there was an extremely strong uneasiness in his heart, so that he didn't choose to stand up, but tried his best to roll to the side.