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New York City, Chinatown, Chenghua Avenue.

Zhang San and Li Si looked at the anemometer in front of them, and the more they thought about it, the more angry they became.

Yesterday they notified the bureau that Saitama-sensei had escaped from the manga, but everyone said they were crazy.

Squadron leader Luo Xiang watched the video and confiscated the infrared sonar speedometer newly equipped by the bureau on the grounds of reporting to the leadership.

Just when the two were wondering, a bald man walked across the street.

Looking at the bald head not far away, Zhang San frowned, with a complicated expression, and said with a smile: "Old Li, do you have a feeling of deja vu when you see the bald head across the street?"

Li Si looked in the direction of Lao Zhang's finger, and he still had a familiar body shape. What caught his eyes was a bald head, about 1.8 meters tall, and wearing small sandals.

The two looked at each other and smiled, staring with big eyes and small eyes, and shouted at the same time:
"Damn! It's really Saitama-sensei!"

across the street.

Meng Fei was walking home alone, leisurely, and suddenly sneezed.

"Ahh~"

Who is cursing me?

at this time.

From nowhere came two tenor voices.

"Ms. Saitama, is that you?"

"Mr. Saitama, wait for us!"

Stopping, looking for the sound, Meng Fei turned sideways and saw two young traffic law enforcement officers in uniform attacking him from across the street.

He was so scared that he immediately raised his hands and showed a professional smile.

Living in a beautiful country for a long time, it is inevitable that some conditioned reflexes will form.

But his behavior fell into the eyes of Zhang San and Li Si, but Teacher Qiyu raised his hands high and smiled all over his face, he must be welcoming them.

In their impression, Teacher Saitama has no expression.

I didn't expect that today I would show such a happy smile to welcome the two of them.

The two immediately made up their minds that after today, they must read genuine comics and support One Punch Man.

Zhang San and Li Si ran to Meng Fei's side and immediately pulled his raised hands down.

It was the first time he was so close to his idol, Zhang San's entire face flushed with excitement.

He just wanted to speak, but he felt like something was stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to spit out a few words.

"Saitama...sensei, can you...sign...your name...for me?"

"And... and... me!" Li Si's face was flushed, her lips were pursed, as shy as a newly married girl.

As two strictly trained law enforcement officers, no matter how excited they are, they will not be shy unless they can't help it.

After hearing Zhang San and Li Si's words, Meng Fei figured it out. It turned out that the bastard regarded him as Teacher Qiyu in One Punch Man.

Who is Saitama?

The strongest man on the surface, the existence of a little Karami with one punch.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that they are right. He is similar to Qitama in terms of charm, temperament, appearance, and hairstyle. It is normal for some people to regard him as Saitama.

Looking at the two shy second-hand law enforcement officers.

Meng Fei hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell a lie to fulfill them.

He spread his hands and said with a smile, "I don't have a pen or paper, how can I sign for you?"

Hearing that Teacher Qiyu really planned to sign them, Zhang San directly tore two pieces of paper from the ticket.

Li Si took out the ticket pen and handed it to Meng Fei.

Taking the pen and paper, Meng Fei looked at the ticket in his hand. Signing the ticket should not be considered a crime!
who cares?Law enforcement officers are not afraid, but I am afraid of wool!

He wrote the four Chinese characters "Qiyu is the most handsome" on the two tickets, and Meng Fei handed the tickets to Zhang San and Li Si.

Zhang San and Li Si carefully took the ticket handed over by Meng Fei, looking at the four handwritten Chinese characters on it, they are Chinese.

A sense of pride welled up in my heart. The Chinese culture is really extensive and profound. Even Mr. Saitama, who is a Dangan country, used Chinese characters for his signature.

At this time, Li Si said: "Mr. Qiyu, can you also sign our work clothes? With your protection, I will be invulnerable."

"Me too!" Zhang San echoed.

Looking at Zhang San and Li Si's sincere eyes like steel needles.

Meng Fei picked up a pen and was about to sign their clothes.

Just at the moment of writing.

what--

Sudden.

Meng Fei discovered something extraordinary.

I saw the Chinese characters "Chinatown Traffic Squadron" written on the work card above Zhang San Li Si's chest.

Isn't this just my next check-in location?
At this moment, Meng Fei had an idea in his heart.

After signing Zhang San and Li Si, he immediately proposed that he wanted to visit and study in the Chinatown Traffic Squadron, and he would sign each soldier's clothes by the way, so that everyone would be invulnerable.

Hearing this, Zhang San and Li Si did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately agreed.

You know, everyone in the bureau said they were lunatics before, and now they took Mr. Saitama back to see who would dare to make sarcastic remarks.

In this way, after Zhang San and Li Si got off work, Meng Fei directly boarded the police car heading to the traffic squadron.

After a short drive.

As soon as the police car drove to the gate of the traffic squadron, a system notification sounded in the back of Meng Fei's mind.

[Ding, the sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the ultimate fighting technique! 】

[Ultimate Fighting Technique: Proficient in all fighting techniques in the world! 】

[Ding, the sign-in location has been refreshed, please sign in at the New York City Law Enforcement Bureau! 】

"New York City Law Enforcement Agency?"

Isn't this where Papa Gwen rules?It seems that I have time to invite my future father-in-law to drink tea and catch up on the old days!

After digesting the information in his brain, Meng Fei exhaled a foul breath.

As the police car slowly drove into the Traffic Bureau, it came to a stop.

When Meng Fei got out of the car, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

He was somewhat excited when he rode in a police car for the first time.

In the Transportation Bureau, when everyone saw Zhang San and Li Sizhen arresting Teacher Qiyu, they couldn't believe it.

Zhang San looked at the people surrounding him with a smug expression on his face, and said proudly: "Let us give the warmest applause to welcome Mr. Qiyu to Chinatown Traffic Law Enforcement Squadron!"

"..."

Silent.

Everyone ignored him at all.

Instead, she looked at him and Li Si with a crazy look.

Hahahaha!

I don't know who made the booing first, and there was a burst of laughter all around.

"What are you laughing at? This is the real teacher Qiyu, and I'm going to sign for everyone later!" Li Si yelled loudly.

"Signature? It's going to kill us laughing."

When a group of law enforcement officers heard Li Si say that Meng Fei was still going to sign for them, their eyes gradually became idiotic.

How could there be Mr. Saitama in this world?
"Two idiots, idiots!"

Listening to the harsh words around him, Zhang San and Li Si's faces were as embarrassing as they could be.

at this time.

There was only a loud shout: "Who is not convinced, come forward, let's make gestures, I only use one hand."

Meng Fei looked at the law enforcement officers in front of him, his teeth creaking.

You can look down on him, but you can't hurt the hearts of two true fans.

The sudden drinking frightened the law enforcement officers and made them shut their mouths quickly.

Everyone looked left and right, but no one dared to step forward to challenge.

"Xia Luoxiang, I have heard of Saitama's name for a long time, and I have practiced martial arts for several years when I was a child, so I am here to learn!"

Luo Xiang, the leader of the traffic squadron, stood out from the crowd at some point.

He clasped his fists, arched his back, and looked at Meng Fei opposite, with sharp eyes that seemed capable of killing people.