140. The third eye, the target, Saitama-kun

"Oh? Is it decided? Aren't you afraid that I will lead you into the abyss? Sykes asked, playfully. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The abyss, perhaps, will be more fun! Isn't it? Axel sneered, he saw, he saw what he wanted to see, he was surprised, he was surprised!

It's like that...

It's incredible.

He thought that he had traveled to this world and leveraged the entire butterfly effect, but he didn't realize that he was actually a part of the prying...

"I need strength, I need great strength to meet the great storm brought about by the butterfly effect!" Axel's heart twitched inexplicably.

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In a wooden house on the side of the mountain, the young gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God was drinking alcohol, and it could be seen that he was very frustrated, because, his plan failed, and the damn Axel not only did not die, but also improved his combat effectiveness, coupled with the attitude of the master and the senior brother towards the little junior brother, it is conceivable that in the near future, perhaps, he will be removed from the list of successors.

Depressed.

Hate.

Eat one's heart out.

It turned into a glass of wine and poured it into his stomach.

He rarely drinks alcohol, however, today makes an exception.

"Drinking, you can't solve the problem...", a voice that sounded numb to the ears, "Hehe..."

"Who!?" Of course, the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God would not think that there were ghosts in this world, he clenched his fists, if someone in this world dared to provoke him, he would make the other party feel painful, and now is the time when he is unhappy, and it is perfect for someone to come and be a sandbag.

"Hehe, there's still a little backbone, it's good!" The other party didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.

"I'll make you regret coming into this world!" The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God sneered, and suddenly he turned around like lightning and slammed his fist in the direction where the voice came from, and without the slightest charge, that cone-shaped whirlwind slashing iron fist seemed to drill through any enemy.

However, the wind whistled, and in an instant, the wind whistled and fell.

The wind rises, and in an instant, the wind falls.

It was as if his punches had never been punched out.

"See, that's the gap, you want to know, why is that?" In the darkness, an extremely burly figure slowly emerged, he was wearing a Taoist uniform, short hair, extremely explosive muscles, but strangely, there were scales on the outside of the muscles, and a pair of eagle-like eyes were staring at the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God.

"You... You are also a disciple of the middle school of Fist Shindo! The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God said in horror, but he felt that the other party's strength did not come from fist techniques at all, but also from other things.

"That's right, but, I'm not a disciple of the dojo anymore," the man in the dojo laughed, "You can also gain this power." ”

The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God's eyes narrowed, and after drinking too much, his eyes were bloodshot.

The man in the robe placed a strip of cloth on the ground, and there were actually two balls of flesh on it.

The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God looked at the two meat balls in horror, this thing is very strange, there are some flesh-thorn-like things on it, and after a while, it will tremble and beat, as if it has its own life.

"What is this?" He asked curiously.

The man in the Taoist suit turned around and slowly disappeared into the darkness, "This is a weirdo cell, as long as you eat it and fuse it into your body, you can get the same power as me, so that your strength will be greatly improved." You just need to eat one and the other...... Force Axel to eat! If you succeed, remember to come to me, here is my address..."

Eat?

Can you boost your strength?

Like the man's strength?

Thinking of this, the heartbeat of the gray-clothed prodigy little fist god doubled, and it sounded like a bell.

He picked up one of the weirdo cells, about the size of a baby's fist, and held it in his hand and shuddered.

"As long as you eat it, you have the terrifying power of that guy?" The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God's eyes were full of fanaticism, strength, yes, he longed for power, and he expected himself to become strong. However, the dojo was extremely eccentric, and it didn't give him a chance to become strong at all, and also gave Axel some good resources, mysteries, and fist intent, completely snubbing him, and it was simply an impossible task to be strong.

"I'm going to make you regret it, especially you, Axel, I'm going to make you understand that you took away my things, and I'm going to take them back one by one...", the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God slowly put a weird cell in front of his mouth, "In the face of power, you are nothing at all, I swear!" ”

The strange cell fell, as if it was alive, even if he didn't devour it, it quickly burrowed into his abdomen, and suddenly a stream of heat quickly filled his whole body, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot.

Long.

He slowly raised his head, under the light, a pair of eyes that had not yet recovered flashed with blood-colored light, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, "I already feel it, the seeds of that power have been planted." ”

He picked up his phone and dialed the phone number of the elder brother.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"I have something..."

"Senior brother, why is your voice a little hoarse, is there nothing?" In fact, the senior brother still cares about him very much.

"It's okay, it's just a little cold."

Senior brother frowned, everyone is a practitioner, the wind and cold or something, it's just too unusual.

"Senior brother, I have some things to do recently, and I will come back in a month."

The senior brother was silent for a moment, thinking that he was struggling with Axel's affairs, "Okay, it's okay to be distracted, if you have something, call us as soon as possible, remember, these senior brothers are your strong backing!" ”

"I know..."

The phone hangs up.

"Hehe, hypocrite, why didn't you choose me when you assigned the fist challenge? Hmph, see you in a month! I'm going to tear all your hypocrisy to shreds! ”

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The next day.

Axel was still ready to go back, and the Vest Girl said that she would take the armor fragments of the armed staff chief to the headquarters of the Hero Society.

Therefore, the two directly said goodbye to the elder brother, and went to the headquarters of the Hero Association with the tank girl, and after explaining the situation, the headquarters of the Hero Association arranged for the two to come to a cemetery behind the headquarters.

Hero's Tomb.

All the heroes who have died are buried here, and from now on, the chief of the armed staff will also be buried here.

Saying goodbye to this sad place, the Vest Girl returned to her home, after all, she hadn't been back for a long time, while Sykes followed Axel back to the supermarket.

From afar, I saw Saitama Jun digging his nose with the little finger of his left hand, while half-lying on a chair, looking at the manga in an extremely corrupt posture.

"I warn you, no, it should be a kind reminder not to look at this person with your third eye." Axel said, secretly saying in his heart, I guess a look at it will scare you to pee, believe it or not?

"Oh?" Sykes opened his third eye, the target, Saitama-kun.

"Damn, you want to die?" Axel was shocked.