One punch bald head in Marvel

"Let's have an interview, Baldhead."

"In Hewins Street."

After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone and put the phone into his pocket.

He turned around and squatted down, looking into the eyes of the unconscious Juan.

"I'm going to get rid of your little friend now."

"You are waiting here for my good news~"

He casually pulled out a mask from the table and put it on his head.

The entire head was tightly covered, leaving the mouth and eyes exposed, and a target-like pattern was printed on the forehead.

"I know who you are……"

Juan's vision blurred for a while. The man disappeared at the basement stairs and he was walking up.

"Yes, you know me."

"But I also know you, everything about you."

The man conducted an extremely detailed investigation of Juan before attacking him. He knew everything from Juan's family situation and address to Juan's blood type and favorite food.

But precisely because he knew his prey so well, he was shocked by Juan's unexpected fighting ability, and was even almost knocked down by Juan.

"I wish everyone knew my name Bullseye."

"And not that piece of shit 'Prowler' who plays with electronics, Aaron Davis."

Bullseye pushed open the iron door in front of him, slowly climbed out of the basement, and came to a house without walls.

There were several cans of canned fruit still intact on the ground. Bullseye picked them up along the way, dug out a yellow peach with a spoon and ate it.

"Bald head..."

"Little bald head..."

"Chichi..."

Bullseye swayed towards the blazing sun. He was as crazy as a mental patient, but his eyes revealed ferocity.

Just as he reached Stagg Street, two blocks away from Hewins Street, Juan's phone rang again.

"I don't know who the hell is in there."

"But I advise you not to cause trouble with that bald man."

"It's best to let the man named Juan go before we find you."

This time it was Parker who called, warning Bullseye anxiously on the phone.

"Oh...sorry~"

"This customer has already made an appointment for my service in advance."

"I'll come back to you when I'm done with him, Peter Parker."

Bullseye walked to the bottom of a building. He looked at the bald head above his head who didn't notice him. A dagger was pulled out from his waist, and then he pressed the hang up button on the phone screen.

The secretion of adenoidin in his body was crazy, and he felt that his "accuracy" was not too bad at this moment.

"Damn it."

"That bastard doesn't listen to me."

Parker punched the dining table, startling both Ant-Man and Deadpool.

Just after he contacted Saitama, Saitama told him about Juan's kidnapping.

"Since that guy is not afraid of death, let him go."

"I like such crazy men."

Deadpool put a piece of cream cake into his mouth, and no one knew where he got it.

"Let's go, let's go find the big guy named Juan."

As the cake was swallowed, Deadpool suddenly stood up and walked out of the apartment with a pair of knives on his back.

Parker put on his hood and followed Deadpool, trying to contact the man holding Juan's phone again.

"Bros?"

"Do I need to go too?"

"Hey?"

Scott, who was still sitting in the chair, pointed at himself with his index finger, looking at Parker and Deadpool from time to time. He was silent for a long time, but no one answered his question.

A moment later, he looked back at the empty living room and felt very lonely. With no choice but to do so, Scott had no choice but to run out of the room and chase after him, turning into an ant-sized creature and riding on Parker.

"Be careful, that guy has a mental problem."

Parker suddenly jumped up and sent a message to Saitama while flying with spider silk among the ruins.

"It doesn't matter, you can just go find the store manager."

"I can handle it."

Not long after the message was sent, I received a reply from Saitama.

Saitama was quietly waiting for Bullseye to appear, completely unaware that Bullseye had climbed two floors away from him.

Unsuspecting, he became Bullseye's perfect target, at least from Bullseye's perspective.

Then a ray of silver light flew up to the roof and stabbed Saitama in a strange arc.

"Who is this?"

"Throwing something so dangerous?"

Bullseye was hiding on the floor below Saitama. He couldn't see Saitama holding the dagger between his fingers, but when he heard Saitama complaining about throwing things around, he was so angry that veins popped out of his head.

"OK……"

"Watch me turn you into a hedgehog..."

Bullseye said, picking up a few bricks and pens and throwing them out the window. There were also a few of his favorite daggers hidden among them.

These garbage-like debris just flew along the last arc, climbed up to the top floor, and flew on the empty rooftop.

"What the hell are these?"

Saitama looked at these with an indifferent expression. He couldn't bring himself to fight against the daily necessities that could not cause any harm to him.

Even though the tip of the pen was pointed at him, even if the blade of the dagger was about to stab his head, Saitama still slowly squatted down, facing the ground and clenching his fists.

"It should be not far away."

Saitama punched and the entire ground collapsed. Nearly four floors of space under his feet were shattered by the wind of the punch, revealing several huge holes.

At the same time, the "violent weapons" that were surrounding the air and were preparing to attack Saitama fell to the ground one after another.

"I know you're here."

"Come out quickly and take me to the store manager."

"There are still a lot of homeless people waiting for him to provide food."

Saitama jumped down the hollow and came to the 27th floor of the building. He wandered among various remaining office facilities, trying to persuade Bullseye to give up.

But Bullseye didn't seem to want to follow the advice of a bald man, and his response to Saitama was only more and more weird sneak attacks.

"I don't know how you let the knife fly in through the window."

"But you'd better come out quickly."

"I'm really in a hurry."

Saitama flashed his right hand and knocked away a dagger that came from the window.

Although the props thrown by Bullseye can fly strangely, they are not very fast, which allows Saitama to react and block them instantly.

"asshole."

"Looking at Juan's reaction, the bald boy shouldn't be so strong at all..."

Bullseye was hiding on the floor above Saitama. He secretly hated himself for not getting to know this bald man named "Saitama" well, so he attacked at will, which put him in an embarrassing situation.

He holds several spheres in his hands, which look like the "No. 8 black ball" used in billiards. They are Bullseye's homemade bombs, and they are very powerful.

I saw those "No. 8 balls" being thrown hard by Bullseye, and all the balls flew in different directions. Although their trajectories were different, their ultimate target was the same, which was the bald man downstairs.

So the "No. 8 ball" dragged its black ball shadow and appeared in every corner of the 27th floor.

Saitama looked around and saw black balls flying from every window and every hole.

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