A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"A normal slap!"

Snapped!

"……ah!!"

"You like to use moral blackmail and spew nonsense, don't you!"

"Hulk Returns!"

Boom boom boom boom!

"……Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

ten minutes later.

A series of small earthquakes struck the dilapidated building where the rental apartment was located, frightening the landlord, who lived on the top floor, so much so that he hid under his bed and trembled with fear.

—What kind of earthquake is this?! It's been 10 minutes and it's still shaking?

(?▽?)

Chapter 304 It doesn't matter, Johnson will make a move.

10 minutes.

Johnson pounded the blond guy for a full 10 minutes.

It hasn't stopped!

Admittedly, this operation requires perfectly suppressing one's power to the level of an ordinary person, making it extremely difficult to control.

Otherwise, one punch would kill him.

It's not that people are gone on a medical level, but rather on a physical level.

However, even though it was a bit tiring, Qiao Sen still felt great to have the opportunity to talk about physics with this kind of troll who likes to attack people online.

So you think you're the only one who can deliver a powerful blow?

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As a hero, extreme behavior is naturally not allowed.

However, Johnson is on the path of mastering all skills, and he can also handle some baby care skills.

Moreover, the effect of "Super Healing" is so powerful that it can save you in an instant, even if you have one foot in the grave.

The bug where Johnson couldn't use Euler on ordinary people has been perfectly fixed.

This is called dipping your fist in iodine solution to disinfect it while you're hitting.

If you can't beat someone to death, beat them to death!

When Johnson received Lani's message upon returning home in the morning, his eyes narrowed, realizing that things were not so simple.

However, since he had already sent the troublemaking association leaders to jail, he certainly wouldn't care about these internet trolls who only knew how to hide behind their screens and spread rumors.

By the end of the day, Qiao Sen had arrested over a hundred black-clad individuals, and he was already quite adept at handling the aftermath, whether it was following procedures or resorting to violence.

After Euler's instruction, a few "Namekian Magic" spells restored the wrecked furniture and appliances to their original condition.

Qiao Sen immediately dragged the blond-haired boy, who was stunned but not injured and even healthier than before, and disappeared into the rented house.

……

City Z.

No man's land.

Saitama Apartment.

Today, the master and apprentice went out for their daily training and hero activities as usual, taking down several wolf-level cannon fodder monsters, and also dealing with quite a few thieves and hooligans.

There weren't any major events, but we received a lot of gratitude from the citizens.

This shows that although the world is broken and dilapidated, there are still more good people than bad.

In the afternoon, Saitama and Genos finished grocery shopping at the supermarket, picked up a package on the way, and left work early to go home.

Heroes usually have their own fan clubs, and enthusiastic fans send a large number of letters and packages to the Hero Association every day. The association collects these packages and then forwards them to the corresponding heroes.

For example, today, Genos received a stack of letters from fans expressing their love and gratitude.

Saitama, on the other hand, received an even bigger package: a large cardboard box.

"Let me be healthy..."

Saitama was quite curious to receive so many fan letters on his first visit.

After all, his heroic activities have always been a single-player game. Apart from the people he helped expressing their gratitude on the spot, very few people send him thank-you notes.

As soon as he got home, he didn't even have time to change out of his battle clothes before sitting on the tatami and excitedly unpacking the package.

result……

"...What are all these?"

Saitama opened yet another letter from a hater filled with profanities, scratching his head in bewilderment.

Almost all the letters were malicious, each one more offensive than the last.

Saitama had no idea when he had offended so many people.

However, his expression didn't change much, and he was clearly not emotionally affected by the verbal attacks.

But some people's fists have already hardened!

Thanks to a powerful visual capture system, Genos has extraordinary vision.

When he inadvertently saw the contents of the letter in Saitama's hand, his expression immediately turned serious, and his metal fist clenched so tightly it cracked.

This is outrageous! The teacher is clearly doing everything in her power to help others, yet she is subjected to this kind of slander that distorts right and wrong!

The cyborg boy secretly took photos to record the addresses of those malicious letters, preparing to settle scores with those guys later.

"Saitama and Genos are both here."

When Genos saw Johnson appear on the balcony, he changed into slippers and went into the room, greeting him, "Mr. Johnson."

Saitama put down the letter he hadn't finished opening and said, "You're back. Where's your little girlfriend?"

"Tornado, she's been playing around for a bit these past few days and is going back to City A to rest."

"Hey!" Saitama noticed something and said with bright eyes, "Does that mean that starting today, you're single again?"

Johnson: "..."

Her light green eyes glared warily at a balding middle-aged man who didn't look like a good person: "What kind of talk is that? I'm not a scumbag!"

Saitama chuckled and suggested, "Being single means doing what a single man should do!"

Although Johnson felt this guy probably wouldn't come up with anything good, he still cooperated and asked, "What is it?"

"Of course I'm going to my friend's house to play games!" Saitama pumped his fist excitedly, then turned to his cyborg disciple and asked, "Genos, don't you think so?"

Genos sat up straight and said earnestly, "Teacher is right!"

Are you guys putting on a comedy routine here?

Johnson's lips twitched, then he said seriously, "Playing games is fine, we can go to M City later to hang out with King-san, but..."

"Before that, there is one more thing."

"what?"

Saitama stood up, about to take off his cloak and change into his usual casual clothes, when he heard this and asked, "What is it?"

Johnson didn't come back immediately; he glanced at the cardboard box and scattered letters on the ground.

Why keep this kind of waste paper?

"Eh? Wait..."

Saitama was shocked and reached out to stop him, but a magical beam shot out from Johnson's fingertip, precisely enveloping the envelopes, letters, and cardboard boxes scattered on the ground, making them all disappear in one go.

"Ah this..."

Saitama scratched his head in frustration and spread his hands, saying, "I was hoping to see if there were any thank-you notes from real fans inside, but now I can't see anything."

"Hey, is that so?"

Qiao Sen was taken aback, then raised his hand again.

A beam of identical magical light shot out, and all the letters that had just been destroyed by magic reappeared intact.

"Here, take it all back." Johnson withdrew his hand, adding deliberately, "I didn't touch a thing!"

"……what?"

Saitama:! !

╭(⊙o⊙)╮

Genos: ? ?

d(OдO?)