What's it like to be stronger than Saitama?

When the bathroom door opened, a beautiful girl with wet hair, wrapped in a bath towel, stepped out onto disposable slippers.

Her skin was as white and smooth as a peeled egg, without a single blemish.

Her high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, straight eyebrows, and green eyes complement each other perfectly, while her pouting lips as she whistles reveal a touch of girlish charm.

This 1.7-meter-tall girl is the A-rank hero of the Knights of the Round Table Economic Company, the Sealed Sword.

This is the fifth time she has investigated the Saints organization's human trafficking activities since receiving requests for help from fans.

However, after wandering around Shazhou City like a headless fly for several days and visiting four or five places that were suspected to be strongholds of the Saints organization, the result was that they found nothing.

She changed into her little yellow duck pajamas, her slightly damp hair casually draped over Xue Rong's shoulders, and sat down in front of her laptop with her little feet crossed in an X shape as usual.

"Sealed Sword, please save my sister. The last time I contacted her was in Shazhou City."

“Miss Blanche, if it’s convenient for you, please go to Shazhou City. I strongly suspect that there is a heinous human trafficking operation there!”

"Why are there no heroes to wipe out the infamous Saints organization?"

Blanche is the name of the Sealed Sword, a fact known only to a few longtime fans who have followed her since before her debut.

Seeing the pleas for help from her fans on Twitter, Blanche racked her brains and curled her hair.

"Damn it, I've been asking for help for so long, why hasn't the company sent a team of intelligence agents yet! Does Ross City have so many things to deal with?!"

The headquarters of the Round Table Knights Economic Company is located in Ross City, which is adjacent to Sands City and is considered one of the safer cities in District 2.

Perhaps due to the numerous invasions by alien beasts, Hero Economic Company has flourished in Ross City, and naturally no superhuman organization would choose to settle in Ross City.

"I can only try my luck again tomorrow. If all else fails, I'll drag the company's intelligence department to Shazhou City!"

After making up her mind, Blanche closed her laptop, turned off the lights, and went to sleep. Although she was a professional hero, Blanche still paid great attention to taking care of her skin. Except for nights when there were events, she usually chose to go to sleep before 11 p.m.

After she began to snore in her sleep, a black tentacle gently placed a piece of paper with the address of the hideout on her bedside table, and then silently returned the way it came.

In addition to the location, Yang Xi also fabricated information about the Saints Organization's transaction at midnight, in order to ensure that Blanche, this wild tool, could play her role on time.

This energetic young woman, fast asleep, had no idea that she had been made the number one henchman by a cunning young man.

The shadow tentacles returned to Yang Xi, who was standing on the rooftop. Facing the cold night wind, perhaps because his mental strength was already exceptionally strong, Yang Xi's desire for sleep had gradually decreased.

He stood on the rooftop all night, constantly rehearsing the plot to be played out the next day and whether there were any oversights.

At the same time, he also had a slight worry in his heart. Could the grand drama directed by his puppetry skills push the evil organization of Saints into the abyss and rescue the boy from District 1 and the other boys and girls who had been abducted?

As the sun rose in the east, Yang Xi left the hotel rooftop and hurried towards the port.

……

11:00 AM.

Yang Xi landed on the masked fighter's body right on time.

He woke up on a large, exaggerated round bed. He felt a slippery touch on his left. Yang Xi turned his head and saw the smooth, shiny back of Bloodthirsty Rose.

He straightened up with some difficulty and found that the entire area under the round bed was covered with roses the size of human faces, and lying among these roses were five burly men bound, motionless, and he didn't know if they were dead or not.

Yang Xi felt someone hug her from behind, and heard her soft breathing. "Darling, you were amazing last night."

It turns out that the Bloodthirsty Rose has awakened.

Yang Xi removed the mischievous hand of the B-level hero, got off the round bed, stepped on the withered rose, and began to put on his clothes. Before leaving, he said to the Bloodthirsty Rose who was still lying there, "I'm going to the port. The Deep Sea Navy Soul wants to see me today."

"Hmm~"

Yang Xi was answered by the languid voice of Bloodthirsty Rose.

It seems the masked fighter went to great lengths yesterday to get Blanche's position.

I checked my physical condition. Although my steps were a little unsteady, it shouldn't affect my business today.

The masked fighter drove to yesterday's hideout.

This time, in addition to the Mantis Twin Blades, the other two C-rank heroes were also present, since their superior, Deep Sea Soul, would be coming here for an inspection at noon today.

"Is that kid still alive?"

Yang Xi looked at the boy who had been placed on the ground.

Several D-level ability users surrounded Yang Xi as he entered the not-so-spacious room. They were all eager to see how Yang Xi would deal with this tough kid from District 1.

"Of course, we dare not neglect your orders, sir. We even had the doctor give him antibiotics yesterday. This kid can live for a few more days without any problem."

"Then I'm relieved." Yang Xi suddenly spoke to the awakened boy in the language of District 1, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to kill us all? Open your eyes and look carefully."

Mantis Double-Edged approached with a grin, "Masked, are you showing off your broken first-division dialect again? I've learned something. If you can't use language to provoke them, this torture process will be much less fun!"

Yang Xi laughed and said, "You like torture so much? Then I'll grant your wish."

He plunged a folding knife, which he had used to torture the boy, into the belly of the Mantis Double-Edged Sword.

064 Rampage

"Why...why!"

The Mantis Blade stared incredulously at the masked fighter.

Why would his Black brother suddenly attack him when they shared the same interests, sang hip-hop together, dated women together, and even worked out together?

Yang Xi said coldly, "Because I promised this child I would kill you all!"

Before the Mantis Double Blade could complete its transformation, Yang Xi's folding knife severed both of his arms.

"Your transformation time is fifteen seconds, that's too long."

Finally, the folding knife sliced ​​across the mantis's neck, taking his life.

The D-level superhumans watching were stunned; they couldn't accept the fact that the masked fighter had killed Mantis Blades.

"You... all must die!"

Yang Xi's cold voice echoed in the torture chamber, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.

The person with the nose ring shouted, "Don't be afraid of him! As long as we don't feel fear, he won't get stronger!"

However, within the torture chamber, the five D-level ability users were uncontrollably emanating a black, terrifying power. As this black energy was absorbed into the masks, the masked fighter's aura grew stronger and stronger. His body blocked the spotlight, and the shadows cast upon these D-level ability users grew larger and larger.

Screams echoed through the torture chamber, and a few minutes later, only the masked fighter and the boy from District One remained alive.

The boy had already woken up when Yang Xi killed the first person.

"Who exactly are you?"

Because he had no teeth, his speech was somewhat slurred.

Yang Xi said, "The person who saved you."

The boy expressed disbelief, saying, "But I've seen you bully the children here."

Yang Xi didn't explain further. "You'll soon find out who I am and what your name is."

The boy hesitated for a moment, but ultimately, considering that Yang Xi had helped him kill his enemy, he said, "My name is Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan? You just stay here and wait for me to come and rescue you."

Ye Fan struggled to get out, saying, "I have to save my sister."

Yang Xi didn't stop him. "Have you thought this through? If you die on the way, no one will be able to save your sister."

The boy remained silent and ultimately chose to stay in the torture chamber filled with corpses.

……

Yang Xi fought his way out, taking down several more D-level members of the Saints organization.

He did not open the room where the boys and girls were imprisoned. The battle had not yet ended, and the prison cell could actually serve a protective function.

Two figures appeared at opposite ends of the corridor, and he was caught in a pincer movement.

The masked fighter said, "Master, these are the base's other two C-level ability users, the record player and the spearman."

"The record player's body can play vinyl records to distract the enemy, and the spinning vinyl records are also his commonly used offensive weapons."

"The spear-wielder can create spears out of thin air to attack enemies. His longest throwing distance is three hundred meters, and he can easily shoot through walls with great power."

The record player had wild, long hair, wore a suit, and his skin was slightly red from too much sunbathing. A vinyl record slowly spun in his left hand, his thumb touching the surface of the record, and soothing music filled the corridor.

"...Have I ever told you that you're in every one of my dreams...?"

"...Why is the night so long?"

As the eerie sound waves struck, Yang Xi felt an urge to sway slowly to the music, but with the help of his powerful mental strength, he quickly overcame the record player's supernatural abilities.

However, he chose to hand over control of his body to the masked fighter, who, unable to shake off the influence of this superpower, swayed to the music in a daze.

A hint of disdain flashed in the record player's eyes; once he was hit, the masked fighter was no longer a threat.

He started running, switching the record from his left hand to his right, and began to gather his strength.

"Let's step into hell together with my music!"

The record player tossed his vinyl record out like a discus thrower, and strangely enough, the record continued to play music as it spun rapidly through the air.

Just as the record was about to decapitate the boxer, Yang Xi took control of his body at the most crucial moment. He smashed the record with an uppercut, and before the record player could react, he stomped forward with his thick legs and smashed his two huge fists toward the man's temple.

If those two punches landed, the record player's head would definitely crack open like a watermelon.

"help me!!!"

The record player knew that once he got close, he was no match for the masked fighter!

He shouted for help while reaching behind him to take out the next record.

The spear-wielder, dressed in Mayan attire, conjured a short spear and hurled it at Yang Xi.

He predicted the direction of Yang Xi's attack. If Yang Xi dodged the spear, the record player would be able to get rid of Yang Xi's entanglement.

If this were Yang Xi's own body, he would definitely choose to dodge the attack, but now the body facing this spear is that of a masked fighter... Yang Xi directly took the spear head-on with his chest.

The short spear pierced the masked fighter's right chest, while Yang Xi's fist landed on the record player's head.

With a soft thud, his head was smashed flat by two enormous fists.

He didn't even leave a last word.

The spearman watched this scene, his hand gripping the short spear trembling slightly. "What exactly happened? Why did you betray the organization?"

The spear-wielder felt that he had never seen a masked fighter this fierce when fighting other organizations before!