I started out playing Saitama, and now I'm One-Punch Man?

The atmosphere in the private room instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Except for Qi Yu, everyone else wore expressions of terror.

I stood up instinctively.

You look at me, I look at you.

Finally, everyone turned their attention to the woman.

"Hey beautiful, are you kidding us?"

"Truth or Dare?"

The voice just fell.

The door to the private room was pushed open with a "bang".

Three burly men and a young man walked in.

Wow, there are quite a lot of people.

The young man's gaze slowly swept over the crowd.

His gaze lingered briefly on Qi Yu.

"Holy crap... there are even monks here."

"They, they are members of the Black Life Organization."

The woman kept backing away: "My friends who came with me have all been taken hostage by them. I escaped because I arrived late."

"I heard it clearly when I was at the door just now. They said they were going to take them to do human mutation research."

The young man looked disdainful.

He made a humming sound from his nose.

"No, do you think telling them will save you?"

"Look at these cowards..."

He noticed Qi Yu again: "Holy crap? This bald monk is actually quite calm."

He looked into her eyes, wanting to see Qi Yu's fearful and evasive expression.

But Qi Yu was not afraid at all.

She met his gaze and stared intently at him.

"Holy crap? You've got guts, huh?"

"Alright."

"Anyway, a few more people won't hurt, and my car can fit them all."

He waved his hand forward.

"The three of you should finish this quickly and try not to attract too much attention."

Three burly men walked forward side by side.

His tall figure stood like a city wall in front of everyone.

Xu Ming and the others, along with the girl, began to retreat continuously as the three burly men advanced.

He was breathing rapidly and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

My heart pounded like a drum out of fear.

Only Qi Yu remained calm and composed, not only not retreating but even taking a step forward.

"Are you Black?"

Qi Yu looked at them and spoke calmly.

The three burly men were startled by the sound and turned to look at the young man.

"Stop wasting time talking to him, just take care of him."

The young man scoffed.

Upon hearing the sound, the three burly men continued forward toward Qi Yu.

"What's going on with your classmate?"

Huang Mao and the others were puzzled by Qi Yu's actions.

He looked at Xu Ming and spoke softly.

"Is there something wrong with his brain?"

"Leaving aside whether the other party is from the Black Life Organization, just that large physique alone is not something he could..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud "bang".

The burly man at the head of the group was suddenly sent flying backward, crashing open the door of the private room.

"Holy crap???"

Xu Ming and the others were dumbfounded.

We looked at each other, both with expressions of disbelief.

"If you don't answer, I'll assume you're all part of the Black Society."

Qi Yu clenched her fists, her expression indifferent.

Then he flashed past and threw out two punches at the same time.

Two loud "thump" sounds.

The remaining two burly men, who hadn't even reacted yet, fell to the ground with a thud.

The young man had lost his previous arrogance.

Looking at Qi Yu again, his gaze was full of tension and unease.

He swallowed hard, then turned and ran outside.

"Boss!! Boss!!!"

As soon as he ran out of the private room, Qi Yu followed closely behind.

With a "thud," he collapsed in the middle of the doorway.

Qi Yu stood beside him and turned to look at the A303 private room from before.

The door to the private room was pushed open.

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face walked out of the private room.

He looked slightly surprised.

He then pointed at the young man lying on the ground and asked Qi Yu, "Did you do this?"

"You're also a black person..."

A rustling sound came from beside my ears.

Before Qi Yu could finish speaking, her ankle was suddenly entangled by vines that sprouted out from the ground.

It spread very quickly; in the blink of an eye, the entire person was enveloped.

"One melon rind."

The scarred man chuckled and was about to walk towards Qi Yu.

The vines that were wrapping around Qi Yu suddenly broke apart.

A right hand emerged from the vine debris, instantly magnifying in the man's suddenly contracting pupils.

Before he could react, Qi Yu had already grabbed his neck.

"Stop watching the show, everyone come out and help!"

The door to VIP room A303 was open.

While the scarred man was fighting Qi Yu, unpleasant singing could be heard coming from inside.

The sound stopped abruptly when the scarred man cried out for help.

A middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt came out from inside.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he looked at Qi Yu with a slight look of astonishment.

"A superhuman??"

Spitting out the cigarette from his mouth, the man asked casually, "What level is it?"

Qi Yu released his right hand.

The scarred man, who had already fainted, fell to the ground with a thud.

His gaze swept calmly past him.

Besides the man in the floral shirt, there were two other men and one woman.

Like the man in the floral shirt, they all wore disdainful expressions.

They didn't take Qi Yu seriously at all.

A red light flashed in the eyes of the woman with the hot figure.

He said calmly, "I'm not a superhuman, just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people??"

The short-haired man said, "I heard that another ordinary person recently successfully applied to become a hero. Could it be him?"

"Looks like it's pretty much him."

The man in the floral shirt chuckled.

He raised his chin at Qi Yu: "I heard you're a Bronze-level hero?"

"Any interest in joining our Black Life group?"

The curly-haired man next to her took the lead and walked towards Qi Yu.

"Now is not the time to waste words with him."

"If we attract superhumans, none of us will have an easy time."

After saying that, the speed suddenly increased.

In the blink of an eye, they were in front of Qi Yu.

Qi Yu stood still, staring at him without moving.

Before he could even make a move, a calm and composed look from her was enough to scare him away instantly.

"What's going on??"

The curly-haired man looked terrified: "It felt like he could see through my moves."

He turned to look behind him.

"He's probably not simple; we'd better attack him together."

"Alright, I'll imprison him!"

The man in the floral shirt clasped his palms together, emitting a golden light.

At the same time, rotating golden array patterns appeared beneath Qi Yu's feet.

A powerful suction force emanated from beneath his feet, desperately pulling Qi Yu downwards.

I just looked down to see what was going on.

Two sharp, piercing sounds rang in my ears.

When he looked up again, the curly-haired man's fist came crashing down on his face.

In the blink of an eye, the iron sword scraped against his shoulder with a grating sound.

"How could this be??"

The curly-haired man was startled.

His full-force punch failed to injure him in the slightest.

They were preparing to slip away.

Qi Yu gripped the longsword tightly.

A flash of cold light, and his legs were severed in an instant.

Footsteps moved.

Bang! !

The golden array pattern shattered instantly.

The three people in the distance were startled, and without thinking, they turned and ran away.

"Didn't you say he was an ordinary person? Why is he like this...?"

Before the short-haired man could finish speaking, his chest was pierced by the longsword he had previously controlled.

The man in the floral shirt was startled and instinctively sped up.

But as soon as he reached the doorway, Qi Yu grabbed his wrist.

His gaze was fixed on the woman's figure.

With a swift movement, she threw the man as a weapon, slamming the woman into the wall.