Chapter 57: The Missing Manuscript

"Boom!"

The shallow mansion that used to be shallow, but now with an earth-shattering bang, most of it collapsed in an instant.

Countless rubble and flying stones flew into the black fog nearby, but they seemed to sink into the sea, and there was no echo.

"Sure enough, there's something weird about these fogs!"

Surprised to see this, Yuya found that he couldn't hear the sound of the rubble falling into the black fog, so he moved a few steps more carefully to keep himself as far away from the fog as possible.

"But what happened just now, why did the mansion ......?"

He looked up at the shallow mansion that had become a ruin in front of him, and deeper layers of fear arose in his heart.

There's obviously something more terrifying than these black fogs in there!

And at this moment, in the shallow mansion that had become dilapidated overnight, the scene inside was already more and more ghostly, as if there was an undercurrent surging, Fang Ye was in it, and for the first time he felt a chill rising from the bottom up of his spine.

"Hee-hee...... Ha ha...... Hee-hee...... Haha......"

The ghostly woman who had been hit by his punch before, her pale body had disappeared with the collapsing wall behind her, but her long swarthy hair remained in place, and the shriveled heads wrapped in her hair let out a deafening laughter at Fang Yeqi, which was enough to make the listener feel sick and nauseous, and his consciousness became distracted.

When these heads were laughing wildly, countless long black hair began to spread in front of Fang Ye, like a huge spider began to form a web and spin silk, weaving a large web of Luo Tian in its home field, quickly covering Fang Ye.

In an instant, Fang Ye's location was about to be covered by this black hairnet.

"Hmph!

I only heard Fang Ye's long laugh, stepped forward, and swung his fist again, and the power of shaking the sky and the earth was reproduced at this moment!

He punched out, and it was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, and the winter bear pounced, shaking the fist wind in all directions and sweeping away the endless ghosts and demons around him.

After a bang, the crazy clumps of black hair in the ruins of the whole house seemed to be blown by an invisible wind, and the strong waves rolled down, and wherever they passed, the Dao Dao wind tore these strange hairs, and countless cracks appeared on the ruins, tearing apart the dense nets woven by the black hair, and the strands of hair flew in the air with the aftermath of the fist wind, fluttering on the ruins.

Although the punch was successful, Fang Ye's face was unmoving, because the power of his previous punch was not inferior to that of just now, but did his previous punch hit the opponent's real body?

In the darkness in front of Fang Ye's eyes, there were suddenly bursts of swishing and hissing screams, his eyes flashed, because the dark environment had no effect on him, he saw the fluttering black hair squirm again, knotted with each other in a thread, and passed through the shriveled heads that fell beside him, recurled them into the hair, and returned to their previous original state.

This strange scene made Fang Ye understand that he had not really destroyed the enemy, and the other party's true body was afraid that it was not among these long hairs.

"It's just like the setting in the horror movies I watched in my previous life, I am afraid that there is a real body behind a ghost that cannot be killed......"

Fang Ye withdrew his right fist and thought in his heart.

And in the half moment after he thought about it, the shock returned!

Long hair flew out from the ruins, and this time it was like a sharp steel chisel needle, shooting straight at Fang Ye.

At the same time, even more long hair that had recovered from the ground flew up from the ground, like a black dragon, erecting the dragon scales all over his body, opening his bloody mouth and biting Fang Ye!

Seeing this situation, Fang Ye kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, jumped up, as if ignoring the incoming attack, and directly drilled into the second floor where there was only half a floor left.

He hadn't forgotten the real purpose of his stay here, since he couldn't solve the other party for a while, so why bother with it too much, and taking away the original manuscript of "One Punch Man" that he left on it was the most important thing.

Previously, he deliberately restrained his fist, only smashing half of the mansion with one punch, for fear of endangering the room where he placed the manuscript, and now the room on the second floor has been damaged a lot, but it is much better than the first floor that does not live up.

But he flickered and jumped, after all, he was still in this space of the mansion, the black dragon composed of long hair turned around and swung its tail, and it had turned into a long rainbow, and the latter came first, jumping on top of Fang Ye's head, and then his body was like a whip, making a sound of cracking the air in the air, right in Fang Ye's head.

This time, it was full of strength, even if Fang Ye's head was replaced by a hundred forged steel, it was also a broken end.

But Fang Ye shook his head after eating this whip raw, there was not a single scar left on his smooth and shiny head, let alone a trace of red spots, but he stepped on the broken edge of the floor under his feet, changed direction extremely quickly in the air, and rushed into the room he had originally chosen in the blink of an eye.

He smashed the toilet tank with one palm, taking away the 'miracle original' that was still glowing, but when he swept his gaze, he couldn't see the remaining drawings.

"Strange...... I guess it's still here. ”

He clearly remembered that he had left it on the desk in his room, and only hid the Saitama set draft, which was already a 'miracle original', in the water tank, why did those drawings disappear from the table at the moment?

At that time, before he went downstairs to the studio to verify his conjecture, he locked the door of the room, and it was reasonable that he would not ......

Unless someone had come in with another key to the house and stole his manuscript?

"Hiss ......"

His brows were tightly locked, but he saw that the black dragon he had just thrown down had already swooped in, and opened his mouth to bite him again!

"Get out of here! I don't have time to worry about you at this time!"

As soon as he mentioned it angrily, he simply slapped it neatly and slapped it fiercely on the head of the disgusting black dragon.

When he landed, the black dragon exploded with a muffled sound, and the long hard hair that composed it crackled and fell to the ground, and just as it was about to squirm again, the young man had already stepped on it with one foot, directly shattering the only remaining floor!

Then he threw several punches in the air, drumming up a violent fist wind, and Fang Ye, who no longer left his hand, smashed the black hair that caught his eye inch by inch, as if he wanted to destroy everything he saw.

Who is it!