One Punch Man King Engine

"Then what?"

King frowned, and glanced at the four of them thoughtfully. {щww{suimеng][lā}

"To be honest, because many people are dissatisfied with the actions of the Heroes' Association, some righteous investors of the Heroes' Association are planning to withdraw from the Heroes' Association and set up another hero's organization, a hero's organization that truly thinks and fights for the people."

Wu Chi said solemnly: "Senior King, in the world of heroes, your prestige is unmatched. In the eyes of the people, you are almost equal to the guardian god. They firmly believe that you exist. There is no weird person who is invincible in the world. , It is precisely because of your existence that many people continue to trust the Heroes Association and donate to the Heroes Association. However, we have no way of knowing who these funds fall into. We only know that the people blindly trust the Heroes Association. It is a kind of harm to myself, so I would like to ask Senior King, are you willing to leave the corrupt hero organization of the Hero Association? Our new hero organization welcomes you to join, and even reserves the highest position for you. "

"Let me jump ship?"

King was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the other party came to him to persuade him to leave the Hero Association and join another hero organization that was about to be established.

Jeff laughed and invited King, "Haha, come over and have a big fight with us!"

"Owner."

Piccolo called out to King in a low voice. He was originally a weirdo. Due to various reasons, he couldn't be a weirdo, and he couldn't become a human. He had no choice but to rely on the aura of a hero to walk in the human world with integrity.

Axel said seriously: "Senior King, believe me, as long as we are united, we are definitely better than the Heroes' Association."

Hey, with Saitama here, you can't surpass the Association of Heroes by binding people from all over the world together. What's more, I have stayed well in the Association of Heroes, so why change jobs?

Facing the expectant eyes of Wu Chi and others, King slowly shook his head, "No, I refuse. I'm glad you invited me, and glad that your organization values ​​me so much. However, I don't have any plans to change jobs. Many rats, but there are also many true heroes."

"That's it! It's really regrettable. In fact, the Heroes' Association is no longer worthy of the strength and virtue of Senior King."

Wu Chi and others were very disappointed.

"Don't be sorry, we are all heroes with the same goal, eliminate weirdos and protect the people..." King laughed: "It doesn't matter if we are together or not.

We can also get together often in private, and different organizations will not prevent us from communicating. "

"That's right, we are hypocritical."

Wu Chi and the others looked at each other and smiled. In fact, recruiting the king was originally a task assigned to them by their superiors. They might be happy for the king to join them. However, if the king refused, they would at most feel somewhat regretful and would not be too disappointed.

After all, King is the trump card of the Heroes Association, and everyone in the association needs to take King's words and deeds seriously. With such a lofty status, there is really no need to change jobs.

Ding dong! !

King's doorbell rang again.

"Who is it again?"

He spread his hands, seeing no one for thousands of years in the past, but now they all come to the market, don't they know how to stagger the time?

"Sir, your courier."

An unfamiliar voice came through the doorbell's horn.

"express delivery?"

King suddenly realized, "It's a courier from the Heroes' Association."

After yesterday's monster riot, the Heroes Association urgently implemented a new smartphone plan. They invited Metal Knights to develop a smartphone for heroes. Nearby heroes can also quickly receive the help information, so they can quickly go to the rescue, omitting the procedure of the Hero Association as an intermediary to convey the help information, thus saving a lot of rescue time and making the hero's actions more efficient.

"Sit down for a while, I'll go down and pick up a courier."

King wore a peaked cap, took the elevator downstairs, and took the courier from the courier brother at the door of his house.

"Go slowly, sir."

"Thank you."

King then turned and went upstairs.

Little did they know, behind him, the courier boy looked at King's back with a sneer.

"Um?"

King seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head quickly. However, he only found the courier brother and saw no danger. He shook his head.

"Such a keen sense, as expected of a king, almost revealed his secrets."

The courier brother quietly dripped cold sweat on his forehead, quickly left, got into an alley, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Head, the king has accepted the courier."

"Very good, now I will let the king explode on the spot."

The head of the group smiled coldly. He was always looking for an opportunity to assassinate the king. He obtained a new type of bomb with terrifying power from a mysterious laboratory through untold hardships. It is said that this bomb is the size of a grenade, and its explosion power can destroy a high mountain. Overjoyed, he continued to carry out the assassination plan. He tapped King's phone and learned that the Heroes Association was going to send a courier to King. His heart moved and he planned the bomb delivery.

In fact, according to the information he inquired about, the courier from the Heroes Association was still on the way at this time.

"King, goodbye!!"

The group leader took out a small remote control. The bomb in the express delivery was a remote control bomb. He estimated the time for King to go upstairs.

"Three...two...one, heh, king, please go to hell with the title of 'the strongest man'!!"

The head of the group sneered, pressed the button of the remote control with his palm, and immediately listened closely to the connected mobile phone, preparing for the wonderful explosion.

After half a sound.

"...Captain, did you take the wrong remote control? The bomb didn't explode. The remote control in your hand is probably the remote control of the air conditioner or the TV?"

The voice of the courier passed through the mobile phone.

"What? No explosion?"

The head of the group was taken aback and checked his remote control. Yes, it was indeed a bomb remote control, but why didn't it explode?

Well, sell fakes to Lao Tzu?

He almost died of anger.

In the emperor's apartment.

"Senior king, did we add trouble to you? The Hero Association may have misunderstood that you were going to betray the organization, so they mailed you a bomb to kill you?"

King and others gathered around the coffee table, staring intently at the fragmented bomb on the coffee table.

When King went upstairs with the courier in his hands, Jeff suddenly appeared and snatched the courier, quickly dismantled it, and then destroyed the bomb, thus avoiding an explosion.

"Huh? How to say?"..

King didn't understand why the courier sent to him by the association became a bomb?

"Actually, we were the ones who left the king badge yesterday. The Hero Association has already noticed our existence. Maybe they misunderstood you, so they planned this."

"It turned out to be you."

King suddenly realized that he finally found these idiots.

He shook his head and said, "It wouldn't be the association." According to the association's records, almost all of his abilities are at full capacity. Can a bomb kill him? Associations are not stupid.

"So what's going on with this?"

"I don't know."

Ding dong! !

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

"Sir, your courier!!"