A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

Seeing the flashing lights of New York City outside the window, "Deepsea" was filled with fear and couldn't help but scream.

Go for it—

Johnson grabbed him and pressed down on the floor-to-ceiling window in front of them, and the bulletproof glass, strong enough to withstand machine gun fire, shattered instantly.

The scene of a falling object from a high altitude that happened not long ago has been repeated, except that this time it flew out of the "deep sea" that cannot fly.

In the instant his body was airborne, in the mind of "Deep Sea," whose head was bleeding from the collision, it was as if a bolt of lightning had ripped through the darkness.

'Why do you all give the same story before you die? Did you take the same course on begging for mercy?'

Johnson's words echoed in his ears, causing him to widen his eyes involuntarily.

"and many more……"

"You killed the 'locomotive' too! You killed the 'locomotive'!"

Johnson: ?

you know too much!

The howling night wind dispersed "Deep Sea's" exclamation. Seeing that he was still unwilling to give up and wanted to shout, Johnson immediately took out the weapon at his waist and gave him a "Million Volt" shot.

[Weapon Skill: "Million Volts"]

[Effect: Fires a burst of explosive lightning, dealing lightning elemental damage and inflicting paralysis on a wide area of ​​enemies.]

As F-zai's commentary played, a dazzling plasma bullet struck "Deep Sea," and the resulting azure lightning flashed and disappeared in the night sky.

Chapter 128 Superhero? Super Jerk!

The "Deep Sea" that was hit immediately stiffened and could no longer scream. It flew straight down to the empty ground.

boom!

A muffled thud came from the ground in the distance. Starlight mustered its courage and went to the broken window, leaning out to look down.

"Good job!"

"I mean, thank you!"

"What are you talking about, Miss Starlight?"

As he twirled the "electromagnetic hand cannon" in his hand around his index finger and holstered it at his waist, Johnson looked at the blonde girl beside him with a puzzled expression.

"I didn't do anything."

"of course."

"Starlight" chuckled, and for some reason, she felt exceptionally cheerful.

"You're also a member of the Seven? I don't even know your name."

"Well, I joined a little earlier than you, um, secretly." Jonathan made it up on the spot. "You can call me 'The Flash,' or Jonathan."

“Okay, Jonathan, you can call me ‘Starlight’ or I can call you Annie.”

"Okay, Annie, want to grab a drink?"

"Of course, I was too busy today and didn't have time to eat dinner."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

……

Inside an apartment.

Butcher's eyes were bloodshot as he sorted through the information he had gathered about "Compound No. 5".

Suddenly, a pop-up ad appeared in the bottom right corner of the screen.

The advertisement features a promotional photo of the seven-member group "Shinkai," who smiles kindly and warmly.

"Disgusting bedbugs..."

Butcher spat, his expression one of disgust.

Just as he was about to close the ad window, the words on it piqued his curiosity.

'Superheroes' nightlife? You'll miss out if you don't click now! Breaking news you absolutely don't want to miss!!'

"Let Dad see what this green-skinned sissy has done..."

Butcher clicked on it, and a video labeled "unedited" began to play.

The flickering computer screen shone on his face, and his fierce expression froze for a moment before he revealed an arrogant and wicked smile!

"It was him! It was definitely him! I knew it!!"

“Great job!!”

……

"Deep Sea" is dead.

Before his death, he exposed a scandalous and disgraceful video, leaving even seasoned professionals in the talent and relations department at a loss for how to defend him.

This video acted as a fuse, unearthing more scandals buried by time through the efforts of netizens.

The most convincing evidence is that on the day the "locomotive" struck and killed a pedestrian, the police station did not receive any reports of bank robbery, and the police station's call log was posted on the wall.

In other words, the explanation given by "Locomotive" when he apologized that day—that he accidentally lost control while chasing a bank robber—was complete nonsense.

Upon hearing this conclusion, the fans who had traveled from all over the country overnight to attend the "Locomotive" farewell ceremony felt as if they had eaten shit.

What the hell have I become a fan of?!

As things escalated, with the help of certain individuals, almost every superhero, from the Seven to those in obscurity, was thoroughly exposed.

The stock price of Vought International plummeted, causing severe turmoil throughout the entire superhero sector.

Upon hearing the news, Ashley remained expressionless, and for the first time, the thought of resigning crossed her mind.

Is it even possible to continue this business?

The body of "Locomotive" had just been buried, and now another member of the Seven has died?

Let whoever wants to write the obituary write it; I'm not doing it anymore!

Of course, such thoughts can only linger in one's mind.

Ashley, clutching the documents, rushed quickly into Madeline's office.

As soon as she entered the door, she stopped in her tracks.

Madeline, sitting at her desk, had a livid face. A man in a blue uniform and a cape with the American flag on it stood silently by the window with his back to the door.

Across from Madeline, the head of the technical department was wiping sweat as he explained.

"...I'm sorry, ma'am, all the surveillance cameras in the building went out of order last night. We really can't find out who did it."

The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses looked helpless; he had truly tried his best.

However, the other party's technology far exceeded his expectations; the building's surveillance server had no records, making it impossible for them to investigate.

Madeline then questioned, "What about the videos online? Why weren't they deleted immediately?"

"The publisher used an internal group account, and the company's network was disrupted when it was first published. By the time it was restored, it was completely too late."

Madeline covered her face and remained silent. Unlike everyone else present, she was the only one who knew Johnson's background.

Since Edgar personally selected the new hero to be included in the group of seven, she naturally attributed it to the president's intention.

but……

What does he want?

To ruin the Seven's reputation?

What benefit would this bring to Edgar himself?

What exactly is the reason for Your Majesty's rebellion?!

For a moment, Madeline was completely baffled.

"You can go out now..."

After shooing the head of the technical department away, Madeline turned to Ashley, who had just entered, and said, "Ashley, tell everyone that 'Deepsea' committed suicide to take responsibility. Also, go and bring 'Starlight' to me."

"Understood, ma'am, I'll be right there!"

Ashley felt like she had been granted a pardon and practically walked out before the technical director.

"Relax, let me handle this for you."

Homelander had somehow moved behind Madeline and gently massaged her shoulders.

“Things haven’t gotten any worse,” Madeline breathed a sigh of relief, forcing a smile. “Yes, we still have you. Thank you, John.”

Homelander is indeed one of the few superheroes who were not affected by this media storm.

Thanks to his own strength and the Vought Group's idol-making plan, his public image has always been flawless, and it is almost impossible to find enough solid evidence to prove any negative information about him online.

The Water Group's public relations team grasped at a straw, re-releasing a large number of heroic deeds, which caused his public approval rating to rise all the way, becoming the Water Group's last fig leaf.

"You're welcome, Madeline. I'm the leader of the seven. Leave it to me."