The Bizarre Adventures of One Punch Man

A few words and a few words added a big block to those superhuman bastards and the Walt Group behind them, how could he be in a bad mood.

"Mr. Butcher, you seem to be in a good mood, do you want to chat?"

Turning a corner, Butcher's footsteps were stopped by a young man reading a newspaper behind him.

If you can reveal your identity at once, then it is obviously for you.

Could it be that the Water Group discovered what happened just now?

Impossible. If those maggots in the manure pit were so efficient, their corpses would have stunk long ago.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, turned around with a cold face, and then realized that even with his height, he seemed to need to raise his head to look directly at the young man's face.

Young and strong, with an Asian face, good looks, seems to have undergone formal training, and has a sophistication beyond his age.

This kid is definitely a ruthless character.

Butcher immediately drew several labels in his mind, but he was unfazed. He raised his brows and walked towards Qiao Sen with a ruffian and contemptuous smile on his face.

"Hey, boy, I don't know where you got my name, but if you dare to come to me alone, I think your courage is in the wrong place..."

"I'm not easy to mess with!!"

The powerful heavy-handed sneak attack was caught by a warm and generous palm. Butcher's face changed slightly and he tried to withdraw the pinched right fist.

But his eyes became like an enraged lone wolf, becoming more and more fierce: "Superpower bastard?"

"Watch your words."

"Do you think that all the people you can't beat are superpowers?"

Qiao Sen's left hand holding Butcher's fist was slightly stronger, and the latter's face suddenly changed again, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

"It seems that I was right..." Although Butcher's face was pale from the pain, he continued to stink quite stubbornly, "Don't think that having super powers can surely defeat Dad. Back then, Dad... eh?"

"This is the second reminder," Qiao Sen angrily let go of the old rascal's hand, and wiped his jacket with disgust, "If you don't speak well, just say goodbye to your teeth."

"Do you understand?"

"Uuuuuuu..."

Butcher, whose tongue was sealed by the force field, tried hard several times, but in the end he still couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

Hearing Qiao Sen's words, he finally nodded out of breath.

The strength and speed far exceed that of ordinary people, and they also possess superpowers of the mind type.

This guy's super power is too strong and he can't beat him at all. He can only...

"I can only find a chance to escape."

——I can only find a chance to escape!

Qiao Sen's voice and Butcher's thoughts sounded almost at the same time, his pupils constricted, and his face became completely gloomy.

Buschet, this guy also has the ability to read minds!

Okay, now it's all over.

"Okay, stop pretending to test in your heart, I'm not interested in a bastard's inner performance."

Qiao Sen still looked at him with distaste, turned around and beckoned at the same time, motioning for Butcher to follow.

The corner of the latter's mouth twitched, he glanced left and right, and saw no one was around. Finally, he was heartbroken and followed quickly.

"Boy, what exactly do you want?"

"Someone asked the same thing just now... what's good around here?"

Qiao Sen did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at the shops along the road with interest like a tourist who had just arrived in New York.

"Don't fool me with pizza or burgers."

Butcher: "..."

"There's a kebab nearby, and it's not bad, if anything."

"Oh? That sounds okay, then let's lead the way."

Johnson nodded and motioned Butcher to go ahead.

Butcher gritted his teeth in hatred, only hated why he didn't bring a gun with him when he went out today!

Spanish BBQ.

Qiao Sen and Butcher sat opposite each other, and a large plate of meat was placed on the table in front of them.

Qiao Sen took a sip, and found that the way of eating grilled meat with vegetables sandwiched between burritos was not bad, so he left the sullen Butcher and started eating by himself.

"Don't you want to eat? I can't eat so much by myself."

Johnson wiped his hands with a tissue.

"It's you who pays in the end anyway."

Butcher: "...You went through all the trouble to find me, just so I can treat you to a meal?"

"Correct me, it doesn't take much effort to find you, after all, your speech just now under the Tower of Seven was so high-profile."

"I have to say, apart from other things, you are really a natural orator."

Seeing that his life was temporarily safe, Butcher relaxed and put a sarcastic smile on his face again.

"Thank you for the compliment - should I say that?"

"There's no need to be so polite."

Qiao Sen smiled, not caring about his hooliganism, and briefly explained why he came to him.

"I just came to your country, and I don't even have a single note with me. If you had been tougher just now, I might have to find someone else."

Butcher: "...Are you lying?"

Although what Qiao Sen said seemed to be true, he didn't believe a word of it.

If you come to the United States without banknotes, is it possible that you are an alien and arrived in New York in a "swish"?

If it wasn't because he couldn't do it, he would have turned his face a long time ago.

"Okay, let's go back to the question when we first met...what do you want to talk about?"

"I have information about the Voight Group in my hand, but since someone doesn't need it, let's forget it?"

"...Okay, I admit that there was a problem with my attitude at the beginning, but this is just an occupational disease, please forgive me."

Butcher grinned at the corner of his mouth, showing a kind but ugly smile.

"When it comes to information, you've found the right person. There is no one in New York who knows more about it than Dad...Sori, or me."

"Okay, put away your intelligence broker face." Qiao Sen pointed his finger at the table, "I know there is an interesting place in New York that people with super powers like to visit, take me there tonight, I have business to do."

Butcher suddenly understood what Johnson was talking about.

Chapter 118 Azu’s Drop

Butcher suddenly understood what Johnson was talking about.

It was a nightclub that provided special services for superhumans, and people without access could not even find where the doors opened.

A mysterious smile of understanding appeared on his face. At this moment, Qiao Sen was no longer so scary in his eyes.

After all, who could be so anxious to go to that kind of place.

"And what about the pay?" Butcher sat back in his chair, feeling himself regain control. "I think we're supposed to be dealing on equal terms?"

Qiao Sen ignored him, picked up a napkin, dipped his fingernails in some water and wrote on it.

"Didn't you dream of destroying the "Motherlanders" and the Water Group? "

Hearing the name that made him feel so painful, Butcher sniffed hard, and his face darkened visibly.

"By the way, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that you investigated me." He pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a trademark fierce smile, looking fierce, "Yes, so what?"

"Then let's talk about some exciting enough news."

Qiao Sen handed over the napkin in his hand, and Butcher took it, and read out the content on it suspiciously: "Compound No. 5? What is this, a new special drug?"

"Samaritan's Embrace, a charity funded by Vought Group, you know that, right?"

"Of course, their 'leader' Izkiel is the pervert who claims to be against homosexuality but often has sex with three or four men at a time. He also often patronizes the place you are going to."

“That organization mails free charity packages to children’s hospitals around the world every year in the name of the polio vaccine.”

"What do you mean?"

Butcher's brows furrowed. As a former agent, he quickly grasped the key point: "You mean, those vaccines are actually Compound No. 5?"

"Yes, this substance is the key to the birth of superhuman beings. You can find out if you find the nearest large children's hospital and go to their intensive care unit to take a look at the newborns who need serious care."

"Remember to look for the one with the security members of the Voight Group settled in."

Boucher's hand holding the napkin trembled, and what Qiao Sen meant was so obvious that he almost didn't say it directly.

Even a rookie who has just entered the industry can guess the truth——

Those superhuman heroes under the Voight Group were actually produced in batches using this so-called No. 5 compound and human babies as materials?

Since it is an illegal activity carried out secretly, there are definitely a lot of failure cases every year.

So where did the babies who failed the experiment go?

Oh, these crazy people...

If this news is true, then it is true...

So cool! !

Relying on the existing information, Butcher suddenly thought of more shady scenes.

A flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, he even ignored Qiao Sen who was opposite him, and got up suddenly to leave.

Qiao Sen:?

(?_?)

When I don't exist, right?

So Butcher, who had just taken a big step, was stopped in place and found that his body suddenly lost control and was unable to move at all.

It felt like being gagged by this damn guy in the alley!

Butcher, who could only move his eyes, glared at Johnson fiercely. The hope of revenge was right in front of him. Now he dared to open his mouth and take a bite of a "patriot" in front of him.

"You just said it's a fair deal. The deal hasn't been completed yet. Let's wait until tonight if there's anything we want to do."

Qiao Sen also got up and poured a basin of cold water on the crazy Avenger in front of him.

"Find me a hotel room now, I need a break."

"By the way, remember to pay."

Butcher staggered, finding his body suddenly regaining control.

"you……"

He swallowed back all the curses, straightened his collar, and put the napkin with "Compound No. 5" written on it into his pocket.

"You're right, fair trade."

With that said, he strode towards the counter.

……

Watt Group, 82nd floor.

The black president Edgar stood in front of the window, his back to the door, looking down at New York City below.

The secretary was reporting the latest news of the day to him, and he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

"what?"

"A superhuman who is not in the database records, can still fight with the "Motherlander"? "

"Yes, sir, we found out that someone used a drone to capture some images and bought the copyright."

"They ended up on a resort beach on Long Island and there was no fight, but something incredible happened."

Edgar took the tablet handed over by his subordinate, and an enlarged blurry video was played on it.