What is the Experience of Being Stronger Than Saitama?

After the bathroom door opened, a beautiful girl with wet hair was wrapped in a bath towel and stepped on disposable slippers.

Her skin was as white and tender as a peeled egg, with no blemishes visible.

The towering bridge of the nose, deep eye sockets, sharp eyebrows and green eyes complement each other, and the small mouth whistling and pouting reveals a little girl's tenderness.

This 1.7 meter tall girl is the A-level hero of the Knights of the Round Table, the Sword of Sealing.

This is the fifth time she has investigated human trafficking by the Saints since she received help from fans.

However, he had already walked around like a headless fly in Shazhou City several times, and went to four or five places that were suspected to be strongholds of the Saints organization, but the result was nothing.

She changed into Little Yellow Duck's pajamas, and casually draped her wet hair on Snowflake's shoulders. She habitually crossed her little feet into an X and sat in front of her notebook.

"Sword of Sealing, 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 very much doubt that there is an evil human trafficking activity!"

"The notorious organization of saints, why are there no heroes to destroy them?"

Blanche is the name of the Sealed Sword, only some old fans who have been following her since before her debut will know.

Seeing the fans asking for help on Twitter, Blanche curled her hair nervously.

"Damn it, the news of my request for help has been posted for so long, why hasn't the company sent a team of intelligence personnel here! Does Ross City have so many things to deal with!"

The headquarters of the Knights of the Round Table Economic Company is Ross City, which is adjacent to Shazhou City.

Perhaps thanks to the excessive number of alien invasions, the Hero Economy Company has flourished in Ross City, and naturally no unsightly power user organization will choose to take root in Ross City.

"I can only try my luck tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I will drag the company's intelligence department to Shazhou City!"

After making up her mind, Blanche closed the computer and turned off the lights to sleep. Although she is a professional hero, Blanche still pays great attention to maintaining her skin. Except for the night when an incident occurs, she usually chooses to go to eleven o'clock in the evening. before falling asleep.

After her sleeping snoring sounded, a black tentacle gently placed the note with the address of the den on the head of her bed, and quietly returned to the same path.

In addition to the location, Yang Xi also fabricated information about the Saints' trade at twelve o'clock, in order to make Blanche, a wild tool person, play a role on time.

This sleepy little girl didn't know that she had been regarded as the number one thug by a black-bellied youth.

The shadow tentacle returned to Yang Xi who was standing on the rooftop, facing the cold night wind. Perhaps because of the already strong mental power, Yang Xi's desire for sleep has gradually diminished.

He just stood on the rooftop like this all night, constantly deducing whether there were any omissions in the plot to be staged tomorrow.

At the same time, he also has a faint worry in his heart. With the big play directed by the puppet control skills, can he push the sinful organization of the saints into the abyss, and rescue the boys in the first district and the boys and girls who were also abducted?

The sun rose from the east, Yang Xi left the hotel rooftop and hurried to the port.

...

eleven o'clock noon.

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

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

He straightened up a little with difficulty, and found that the whole round bed was covered with roses the size of human faces, and among these roses lay five strong men who were bound, motionless, and did not know whether they were dead or not.

Yang Xi felt that she was being hugged from behind, and Rulan's breathing sounded, "Darling, you were awesome last night."

It turned out that Bloodthirsty Rose woke up.

Yang Xi took away the hand of the B-rank hero, got off the round bed, stepped on the dry rose and began to put on clothes, before leaving, he said to the bloodthirsty rose that was still lying: "I'll go to the port, today The deep navy soul has something to do with me."

"Hmm~"

It was the lazy voice of Bloodthirsty Rose who answered Yang Xi.

It seems that the Masked Fighter spent a lot of effort to get Blanche's position yesterday.

Have you felt the state of your body? Although your steps are a bit vain, it should not affect the business today.

Masked Fighter drove to yesterday's den.

This time, the other two C-level heroes except Mantis Shuangblade were present. After all, at noon today, their immediate boss, Shen Haijun, would come here to check.

"Is that kid still alive?"

Yang Xi looked at the boy who was put on the ground and said.

Several D-level ability users crowded Yang Xi into this not spacious room, and they couldn't wait to see how Yang Xi concocted this tough boy.

"Of course, sir, we don't dare to neglect your orders. Yesterday, the doctor even gave him antibiotics. This kid will be fine for a few more days."

"Then I'm relieved." Yang Xi suddenly said to the awake teenager in the language of the first district, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to kill us all? Open your eyes and watch."

The mantis came over with a smile and said, "Masque, have you started to show your lame words again? I learned that, if you can't use words to stimulate, then the process of killing will be much less fun!"

Yang Xi smiled and said, "You like killing so much? Then I will fulfill you."

He stabbed a folding knife, which was used to torture the boy, into the double-blade belly of the mantis.

064 Killing

"For...why!"

Mantis Twinblade looked at Masquerade in disbelief.

Why did his black brother suddenly attack him? They obviously have the same hobbies, singing hip-hop together, playing with women and exercising together.

Yang Xi said coldly, "Because I promised this kid to kill you all!"

Before the mantis double-blade transformation was completed, Yang Xi's folding knife directly removed his two arms.

"Your transformation time is fifteen seconds, which is too long."

In the end, the folding knife smeared the neck of the mantis double-edged, taking his life.

The D-level power users onlookers were stunned. For a while, they couldn't accept the fact that the masked fighter shot and killed the mantis double-blade.

"You...have to die too!"

Yang Xi's cold voice surrounds the punishment room, like a beast that chooses and devours people.

The nose ring power user shouted: "Don't be afraid of him, as long as we don't have fear in our hearts, he will not become stronger!"

However, the five D-level ability users in the punishment room could not control the black power of fear. After the black gas was absorbed into the mask, the breath of the masked fighter became stronger and stronger, and his body covered the downlight. The shadows covering these D-level power users are also getting bigger and bigger.

There were screams one after another in the penalty room, and a few minutes later, there were only two living people, the masked fighter and the boy from the first district.

The teenager woke up long ago when Yang Xi shot the first person.

"Who the **** are you?"

His words were a little slurred because he had no teeth.

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

The teenager expressed disbelief, "but I have seen you bully the children here."

Yang Xi was not explaining, "You will know who I am soon, and what is your name?"

The boy hesitated for a while, and finally, for Yang Xi's sake in killing his enemy, he said, "My name is Ye Fan."

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

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

Yang Xi didn't stop him, "You can think about it, if you die on the way, no one will be able to save your sister."

The teenager was silent, and finally chose to stay in the punishment room full of corpses.

...

Yang Xi killed all the way, and killed several D-level members of the Saint organization.

He did not open the room where these boys and girls were imprisoned. At this moment, the fighting had not stopped, and the prison cell could play a protective role.

Two figures appeared at both ends of the corridor, and he was pinched.

Masked Fighter said: "Master, these are the other two C-level power users at the base, the record player and the spear-bearer."

"The record player's body can play vinyl records to distract the enemy's mind, and the spinning vinyl record is also his usual attack weapon."

"The spear-wielder can create spears out of thin air to attack the enemy. His farthest throwing distance is 300 meters, and he can easily shoot through walls with great power."

The record player has long wild hair, is wearing a suit, his complexion is a little red from too much sunbathing, a vinyl record is slowly spinning in his left hand, his thumb is on the surface of the record, the whole corridor Soothing music played.

"...Did I ever tell you that I have you in every dream of mine..."

"...why is the night so long"

When a strange sound wave struck, Yang Xi had the urge to slowly rock along with the music, but with the help of a powerful mental force, he quickly overcame the record player's ability.

However, he chose to hand over the control of his body to the masked fighter, and the masked fighter who did not get rid of the influence of this power dazedly swayed to the music.

A trace of disdain flashed in the record player's eyes, and after being hit, the Masked Fighter was no longer a threat.

He started running, the record from his left hand was swapped to his right, and he began to charge.

"Follow my music and step into hell!"

The record player threw out his vinyl record like a discus. The strange thing was that the vinyl record that was spinning at high speed in the air was still playing music.

Seeing that the record was about to meet the fighter, Yang Xi took over the body at the most critical moment, and shattered the record with an uppercut. Before the record player could react, his sturdy legs stomped forward wildly on the ground. Two huge fists slammed into his temples.

If these two punches hit, the record player's head will definitely crack like a watermelon.

"help me!!!"

The record player knows that once approached, he is definitely no match for Masked Fighter!

He screamed for help, reaching for the next record from behind him.

A spear-bearer dressed in a Mayan costume condensed a short spear and projected it towards Yang Xi.

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

If this is Yang Xi's own body, then he will definitely choose to avoid this blow, but now facing the spear is the body of the masked fighter... Yang Xi directly took the spear with his chest.

The short spear plunged into the right chest of the masked fighter, and Yang Xi's fist also landed on the record player's head.

With a puff, his head was smashed by two huge fists.

Not even a last word was left.

The spear-bearer watched this scene, and his hand holding the short spear trembled slightly, "What happened? Why did you betray the organization?"

The spear bearer felt that he had never seen a masked fighter so fierce when he fought against other organizations before!

The fighting style of today's Masquerade doesn't seem to take his own life seriously at all.

Although it is not his own body, Yang Xi, who has descended with a spirit body, can still feel the heart-piercing pain from his right chest.

"Cough cough!!"

He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, "For what? Of course it's for justice!"

The spear-bearer smiled bitterly: "Don't use this excuse to prevaricate me, I don't know what kind of stuff you are, how many of the goods here have been ruined to death by you? If it's for justice, then you should apologize to yourself!"

Yang Xi said: "After killing you, I will naturally do it!"

The spear-wielding man said angrily, "You are simply unreasonable. Even if you defeat me, there is no way to get out of here. The deep navy soul is already on its way!"

The injury of this body became more and more serious, Yang Xi stopped talking nonsense with the spear bearer, and rushed towards him like a tiger descending the mountain.

The spear-bearer saw Yang Xi's purpose, and naturally he would not let him succeed, so he turned and ran out.

"Damn crazy!"

However, Fear Mask has automatically replaced a D-rank fear force with the fear force born before the record player died. The masked fighter with the power of two C-class heroes suppressed the spear-bearer in speed.

But the spear wielder is also a battle-hardened strong man, so he naturally knows the truth of fighting and retreating.

He kept using the short hair kite masquerade.

But... Yang Xi didn't have any thoughts of dodging at all, and let Dianmao stab into his body, and the distance between him and the spear-bearer was also shrinking!

"You lunatic!!! I don't believe how many spears your body can withstand!"

The mentality of the spear bearer is about to collapse!

065 Back Pot Man

A mass of fear power emerged from the spear bearer and merged into the mask of fear. At this moment, the masked fighter's body swelled a little again. He already had three C-level fear forces and two D-level fear forces. , In terms of strength, it is infinitely close to Class B.

However, the number of short spears on Yang Xi's body has broken through to double digits, and there are **** footprints left by him along the way.

With another short spear on his shoulder, Yang Xi grabbed the spear holder's neck and pressed him to the ground.