A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"Waaaaah, the hero is going to lose!"

"..."

Amidst the shouts of passersby, the "unlicensed motorcyclist," his face covered in blood, clung to the ground, one hand touching his chest, which was rapidly becoming hot and stinging.

Based on past experience, at least three ribs there are broken!

Ho ho ho——

But he seemed to be used to it. Instead, he gasped for breath, gritted his teeth, and pushed off the ground with both hands. He rolled over and jumped up, looking disheveled but determined!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The intense pain from the fracture caused "Mumen Rider" to break out in a cold sweat on his forehead and back. He suppressed the pain and roared loudly, standing once again in front of the swaying monster as he got up!

"I haven't lost yet!!"

Amidst the cheers of the citizens, "Mumen Rider" launched a fierce counterattack against the monster!

"Take this!!"

"My all-out attack!!"

It seemed as if Saitama's signature righteous and passionate background music was playing in the air, and the originally slender figure of "Mumen Rider" appeared incredibly tall the moment he leaped up!

"The Fist of Justice!"

Snapped! !

puff--

Amidst the ear-piercing slapping sounds and the spurting of blood, the cheers of the crowd and the faint background music came to an abrupt halt!

A dark shadow flew past the crowd, crashed into a roadside tree, and slid down, revealing the "Unlicensed Rider" lying in a pool of blood!

"Ha! Bah!"

The cake monster, now standing up again, easily flicked its hand, spat on the ground, and said disdainfully, "What trash hero!"

The enormous size and strength difference between the monster and the human makes it virtually immune to Mumen Rider's all-out attacks.

With a casual slap, it sent that so-called human hero flying in its eyes as easily as an ordinary person swatting a fly!

"what……"

"The 'Unlicensed Rider' has fallen!! (A mournful cry in a Taiwanese accent)"

"..."

The citizens gasped in surprise. The defeat of the "Unlicensed Rider" made the crowd realize that the cake monster only looked delicious and was actually just as dangerous as other ugly monsters, causing them to panic again.

Qiao Sen, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but cover his face. What was I expecting?

"Please make way..."

"Excuse me, everyone, could you please make way?"

Just then, an unusually large figure pushed through the crowd and quickly squeezed from the outermost edge to the front.

The citizens were stunned as they watched the tall figure stride toward the strange man.

Clearly, this person is also a hero.

"Who...is that?"

"I know, he's the S-Class Hero of the Hero Association, Lord 'Pig God'!"

"Wow! It's an S-class hero! Does that mean we don't have to run away anymore?"

"..."

The cake monster, who also heard the cheers, looked up and his heart skipped a beat.

F City.

The crowd gathered around the dessert shop cheered again, but "Pig God," who had rushed over, paid no attention to them and walked straight toward the cake monster not far away.

The latter sensed something was wrong from the "Pig God's" enormous size, and a strong fear of encountering a natural enemy immediately spread through its heart!

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The cake monster's imposing aura suddenly weakened, and he took a half step back.

By the time the cake monster came to its senses, "Pig God" had already strode up to it and casually lifted its several-ton body to shove into its open mouth.

They swallowed it whole without even chewing it!

"what--"

"No!!"

Before the cake monster could even retaliate, its final scream vanished into the abyss-like stomach of the "Pig God."

Tiger-level monster "Black Forest Mousse Cake Monster" - defeated!

Digestion in progress!

"You...you just ate it like that?"

"Glug...it looks delicious!"

"What a pity, I've never eaten such a big Black Forest mousse cake before!"

"...That's a weirdo! The stuff on a weirdo...only an idiot would want to eat it!!"

"We are saved!"

The "Pig God" who was live-streaming his food was surrounded by enthusiastic citizens, and reporters who had rushed over early on swarmed around him, their flashlights almost shoving into his face.

"Pig God" patiently answered the reporters' questions one by one, while also reminding them, "Call an ambulance first, there are still injured heroes there who need help..."

He turned to look in the direction where the "Unlicensed Rider" had fallen, and then his expression froze.

"Hey, where is the person?"

The area beneath the blood-stained tree trunk was now deserted.

……

crunch...

The bicycle, its axle broken by the strange man's careless toss, made a deformed sound as a lone figure struggled to push it along the road.

The "unlicensed rider" walked into a roadside clinic, wiped away the blood that had started flowing from his nose again, and bowed apologetically, saying, "Please bandage me up, thank you..."

"Wow, the injuries are that serious!"

The attending physician was startled and quickly helped the "unlicensed rider" inside.

Before long, the "unlicensed motorcyclist," whose body and arms were wrapped in bandages, smiled and declined the doctor's suggestion that he go to a major hospital for treatment. He paid the bill and left the clinic.

"My injuries have healed; now it's time to find a place to treat you, 'Justice'!"

He patted the slightly worn seat of the bicycle and chuckled to himself as he spoke.

Just as we were about to set off, a large shadow suddenly fell in front of us.

The "unlicensed rider" paused, instinctively looking up.

Bathed in sunlight from behind, the man's blond hair shone brightly.

Chapter 332 "Mumen Rider", UP!

J City, roadside, open park.

Two figures, one tall and one short, sat on a park bench, creating a surprisingly harmonious scene.

The tall one is naturally Johnson, and the short one is the "unlicensed rider" who just came out of the clinic.

The park was very quiet because it was during working hours.

When they met, Johnson took off the "God of War baseball cap" he used to conceal his identity.

This thing is on par with the Superman glasses; the effect of wearing it is comparable to a transformation.

Even if it's someone you know well, there's still a high chance they won't recognize you if you don't know them beforehand.

At this moment, the "Mumen Rider" next to Johnson also took off his helmet and goggles, revealing a head of short, choppy hair and bandages wrapped around his head, as well as bruises on his face from fighting monsters.

He took out a pair of glasses from the pocket inside his armor and put them on, making him look somewhat naive and bookish.

At this point, "Mumen Rider" is like an ordinary college student who gets bullied by thugs in an alley after school, not a hero who has just fought a monster.

Johnson glanced around and saw a vending machine not far away. He immediately said, "Have a soft drink, it's on me."

"Eh..." The somewhat reserved "Mumen Rider" glanced at the unpretentious S-class hero beside him, and his mood inexplicably relaxed. He smiled subtly and said, "Then please give me a bottle of orange soda."

"Oh, orange soda again?"

Qiao Sen muttered to himself, recalling when he first met Saitama, and smiled, "No problem."

With a snap of their fingers, a thousand-yuan bill floated up out of thin air and flew towards the vending machine in their sight, disappearing into the cash slot.

Immediately, the indicator lights on the machine started working, and a moment later, two bottles of soda fell off the shelf one after another, flying back along with the change.

"Mumen Rider" blinked; it was the first time he'd ever seen someone use superpowers to do something like this!