Marvel, one punch

47. New York is in dire straits every day

The white man in blue tights covered the big bump on his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

I'm bald, can you please lighten my hand? It hurts so much, it feels like my head is going to be blown open.

Saitama retracted his fist and looked at Bai Mao with empty eyes: This is the lightest strength I have, how about you try something else?

As the bald man spoke, he slowly walked up to Pietro and said with a calm expression: You are so annoying, you have triggered the alarm for 29 consecutive nights.

Stealing is wrong. You are still young now. If you take the wrong path, you can still correct yourself in time. You will find your way back, Saonian.

Pietro chuckled lightly: "Why are you so arrogant? I was just careless. I didn't expect you to be a speedster too."

The figure flashed behind Saitama and said in a low voice: Come on, next, I will tell you what real speed is.

The Six Fantasy of Phoenix Dance, Quicksilver Edition

Six whooshes in a row.

Hum, how about the bald head, this is my true strength. The same overlapping voice came from the six white hairs, staring at the bald head in front of them and sneering.

Saitama touched his bald head in distress, walked forward slowly, and sighed.

Stop obsessing over me.

The voice fell.

The smiles on the corners of the six Pietro's mouths became stiff as they looked at the bald heads that kept producing afterimages in front of them.

Seriously jump back and forth

The impact of hundreds of afterimages shook five white hairs away with a sudden force.

Pietro, the only one left, had his mouth wide and silent, and he felt

Maybe his top speed was just a childish joke in front of this bald devil.

I beat my chest for a long time.He knelt on the ground again, tears falling on the bricks.

Saitama was stunned. Why did this child suddenly look so remorseful? Is he really going to find his way back?

Whoosh.

Pietro suddenly appeared in front of Saitama and stretched out his hands to push the bald head.

Saitama did not hide away, he saw all this without any panic.



Alas, Pietro screamed and was knocked away and fell to the ground.

Staring at his hands that kept shaking.

The push was indeed successful, but it was himself who was knocked away.

Master, this is what the master murmured several times. Just when a crazy bald man was about to grab the white hair, he jumped up.

Holding Saitama's hands affectionately.

Please accept me as your disciple

Hmmm

With tears in his eyes, Pietro helped Saitama sit on the sofa where the plot required.

I have seen your strength. I want to become as powerful as you. There was a trace of sincerity and a trace of memory in Pietro's eyes.

Ah~ The speedster should be like this bald guy

The speed that leaves hundreds of afterimages is really too strong.

No, I refuse.I already have a very troublesome apprentice.

I don't mind, master

I mind.

It's okay, master, we'll be in love for a long time together, there's nothing to worry about

Saitama looked at the white man in front of him who seemed to be about the same size as Peter again, and secretly thought to himself, could this be a stupid beep?

He waved his hand.

Upon seeing this, Pietro wanted to continue BBing, but suddenly his vision went dark and he fainted.

Ah, the skill of the hand sword is really easy to use. Saitama picked up Pietro, walked towards the basement, and left it to Tony to deal with. He had never cared much about these things.

Now that the person has been caught, nothing will happen.

Go to sleep peacefully

The next day, the sun shone through the white curtains on the shiny bald head, immediately filling the whole room with a warm feeling.

Saitama sat up and rubbed his eyes, staring blankly ahead.

Master, I want to learn the round-trip horizontal jump from you

The veins are exposed on the bald forehead. Remember that everyone has a certain amount of energy when getting up.

Pah pah pah dong dong dong

So poor Bai Mao was beaten up again by the crazy bald fat man.

Tony looked at the man with a big head of white hair sitting across the table, and then glanced at a certain bald man who was eating vigorously with a complicated expression.

Saitama is indeed the bald devil.

As for why Pietro, who stole the reactor, can sit here and have breakfast with everyone?

Of course, Tony was afraid of having sex with this 16-year-old boy. He was talking so much that his lips were dry.

This made Pietro stunned for a moment, and he was frightened. He temporarily promised to find his way back.

Pietro folded his hands on his chest, pouted, and had no intention of eating.

It will be more painful to lower your head if there is a lot of money hanging on your head.

Saitama didn't agree and felt anxious.

At this time, a dog ran over. It seemed to be a Shiba Inu.

Pietro looked at the faintly green Achai, jumped onto his lap, and then gave himself a charming smile.

When I felt a little better, I was about to rub my head.

Achai suddenly turned towards the dining table, his head changed.

The huge mighty dragon swallowed Pietro's breakfast in one gulp, burped into the white hair, and turned into a happy Achai, jumping and running to the side to play.

Ah Liang Feifan, next time your saliva drips on the dining table, I will eat you.

The bald man's eyes were fierce, and he shook Feilong with the knife in his hand.

Pietro had already become too arrogant to speak harshly, and he didn't care about the dragon saliva on his body. He mechanically turned his head to look at the bald head.

Ah, I'm sorry, that's a cheap pet I got back last month. Please wipe it with a tissue.

Oh, it turns out to be a pet

Wait for a dragon pet

Pietro stared at the bald head with gleaming eyes.

Saitama-sensei, please accept me as your disciple.

Tony coughed and picked up his breakfast and went back to the basement. He felt that this place would soon turn into a tragedy.

I want to become as strong as you

why

I want to protect my family and I must become stronger. Pietro was vague about the past. He made up a random identity and told Saitama that he and his sister Wanda had never appeared in human society before, so Tony could not find out the identity information. None of them.

Furthermore, should I tell others that my father is the notorious Magneto who is obsessed with anti-humanity?

Saitama touched his chin and looked at Bai Mao seriously: Is that so?

I will not agree to be my apprentice, but I can tell you how to become stronger.

His eyes became sharp and his painting style changed.

Pietro was shocked when he saw this and quickly took out his small notebook to write down

100 push-ups and 100 sit-ups. Hey, hey, Saitama said this, and the room suddenly shook violently.

Saitama, come on, Tony's voice rang out in the room outside, coming through Jarvis.

At the same time, Pietro Yejiao, who ran to the window and looked down, said urgently: There is a green monster in pants under Mr. Saitama who is destroying everywhere.

Sure enough, New York is too dangerous.

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