My Sister is the Six Paths Immortal

Saitama tilted his head to look at him, "You're still a rookie with leucorrhea, aren't you?"

"Don't call me a rookie. Speaking of which, are you really here to visit?" Cha Lanzi stared at Saitama angrily.

"Hey~ there's no way out, it looks like I'm going to give up?" Saitama put his hand in his trouser pocket and walked towards the door in a dejected manner.

"Wait a minute!"

Cha Lanzi suddenly stopped Saitama, "Speaking of which, I took the opportunity to sign up for a fighting competition after I became the first disciple of Liushui Rock Shattering Fist..."

"Well, remember the ticket is in your pocket..."

He took a ticket from his bedside pocket and handed it to Saitama.

"Why are you wrinkled?" Saitama took it.

"I can't participate in the competition like this..."

Cha Lanzi said: "But this ticket is still valid. It's better to go to watch the game for reference. You should be able to see the moves of various schools."

"thanks……"

Saitama looked at the tickets, "Cha Lanzi, do you want to retire?"

"After all, it's all injured like this... Only to retire, right?"

"Even if you don't retire, I think you're just going through the motions."

Hamura spit out a word.

"I'm so rude!"

Cha Lanzi shouted, "No matter what, I'm also the first disciple of Liushui Shattering Rock Fist!"

"That's because there is only one disciple of Liushui Shayanquan, you are the positive number, and you are the bottom number, there is nothing to contend for."

Yumura opened his scars without hesitation, "As for your kung fu, I really can't say any good points. Your kid fought with the hungry wolf, I'm afraid you didn't catch a move, right?"

"How, how is it possible..."

Cha Lanzi faltered, her eyes flickering.It seems to be a good judgment, and it was definitely put in one move.

Suddenly, Saitama's eyes widened, "Hey~ Cha Ranzi, the ticket says that the prize money is 300 million yen..."

"Well, if you win, you will get a bonus of 300 million."

Cha Lanzi nodded, and then said seriously: "Let's talk about it first, after all, it is in my name, so don't pay attention to the 300 million yen, just watch the game honestly... But I don't think you dare, come off the bench is not allowed... Hey, are you listening?"

"Ha ha……"

Hamura looked at Saitama staring straight at the ticket, "At this time, I'm afraid no one will be able to dissuade him."

"Hey, what kind of person is Hungry Wolf?"

Hamura looked at Cha Lanzi, "Why does he call himself a weirdo? As a disciple of Banggu, you should know a little bit about it, right?"

"I don't know much about..."

Cha Lanzi shook his head, "I only know that when playing a hero against a freak, he will always play a freak, and he is very disgusted that the hero must defeat the freak... All in all, that guy is a very strange person! The hero defeats the freak and protects human beings. Isn't it inevitable? I really don't know what kind of thoughts he has!"

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"Two more A-level heroes have been hunted, and at one point, I find it odd."

Hamura rubbed his chin and pondered, "That hungry wolf calls himself a weirdo, a villain, but after defeating a hero, he just hit it. So far, he has never killed a single person..."

"This guy... looks very innocent in behavior."

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Squeak.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

Genos stared blankly at the mirror, holding a spiky-haired Saitama.

"Teacher...you actually..."

"No, that, you misunderstood!" Saitama hurriedly wanted to explain.

Genos turned and walked towards the living room.

"Well, I have no plans to live wearing a wig from now on..." Saitama hurried out to explain, and saw Genos pick up the phone.

"Dr. Kuseno, I'm Genos...I have something urgent to discuss with you, no, it has nothing to do with the rampant robot... Now Saitama-sensei is facing a serious situation..."

"I asked you about artificial hair using reinforced fibers before. It seems that it is okay to transplant on native skin, right?"

"Hmm... That's right, it really seems to be necessary... Yes..."

"You can also choose the black-haired version, right?"

"If a transplant operation is to be done, is it inconvenient for the doctor to put it recently?"

"It's better to schedule it early, next Wednesday... That's it, okay... I understand... I'll ask you that day! Thank you for your cooperation!!"

"Teacher, are you free next Wednesday?!"

Genos hung up the phone and turned his head solemnly.