"Oops!" Saitama knelt on the ground with a broken face.

"What, what's wrong?" Genos was awakened, looked at Saitama like this, and hurriedly asked.

"I didn't expect this centipede to be so inhibited, I originally planned to stay as an ingredient."

"......" Listening to Saitama's words, Genos suddenly didn't know what to say, such a powerful monster, he Genos even planned to self-detonate energy, trying to die with the centipede elder, and even in his calculations, even if he chose this behavior, the chance of dying together was less than ten percent, such a powerful monster, Saitama said that he couldn't help fighting. And, what the hell is that ingredient in the back? Eccentrics as ingredients? Is that going to break the stomach?

The meat on the weirdos' body is poisonous, and eating the ingredients on the weirdos' body will cause diarrhea at the lightest, and if it is serious, it may kill people, this kind of thing is already common sense.

"Well, actually, the meat of weirdos is not edible." Genos popularized common sense to Saitama, who was devastated.

"Huh? Can't eat it? Saitama looked back in surprise.

"That's right, normal people will have diarrhea when they eat weird meat, and even get food poisoning, and even die from it in serious cases." Genos nodded.

"That's it, forget it." Saitama's demeanor returned to normal, and since he couldn't eat it, it wasn't a waste for him to beat Elder Centipede into scum with one punch.

"Excuse me, can I tell me your name?" Genos's electronic eyes looked at Saitama with a hint of adoration and fanaticism.

"Ah, my name is Saitama, and I'm a hero of interest." Saitama also has nothing to hide.

"Saitama? I understand. My body is broken and needs to be repaired again by Dr. Kunos, so goodbye, Mr. Saitama. "Genos intends to say goodbye to Saitama. Of course, this is only temporary, and Genos will use his own methods to find out why Saitama has become so powerful.

"Oooh." Saitama responded casually.

But just as Genos was about to leave, suddenly a strange man climbed out of the mouth of the sewer, and then another, one after another, kept burrowing out one strange man after another from all corners.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Saitama and Genos are already surrounded by weirdos of all colors and shapes. It's as if Saitama and Genos have fallen into a nest of weirdos all at once.

Well, well, in fact, the place where they are now is actually not much different from the Weird Nest, and at their feet, in fact, is the headquarters of the Weirdo Society. Because of Elder Centipede before, there was a lot of movement, and the headquarters of the Strange People Association had already received the news, but they didn't expect Elder Centipede to be killed.

However, this is the headquarters of the Weirdo Association, and there are quite a few dragon-level weirdos, plus in addition to dragon-level weirdos, there are also many other types of weirdos. At the same time, Genos's mechanical transformer has also been crippled and lost his combat effectiveness, so this is also an opportunity, and they will definitely not let Saitama and Genos leave like this. So when Genos was about to leave, a large number of strange people had already appeared and surrounded them.

"There are so many weirdos here? It's terrible, my body has lost its combat effectiveness. Saitama-san, if you can, please leave, and I'll do my best to stop them. Genos's cracked legs bent slightly.

"Well, it seems that because of the centipede elder just now, it suddenly alarmed the Weird Association. However, since the Weirdo Association has been alarmed, there is no need to wait for the arrangement of the blowing snow in hell. Then just hit it up. Saitama clenched his fists and said in a nonchalant tone.

Bang bang bang!

Heavy footsteps, the ground was shaking slightly, and a giant three or four meters tall appeared, this giant's appearance was powerful and hideous, and his body exuded a powerful aura, almost comparable to the centipede elder, this is another dragon-level monster.

"Really, he was knocked down at the door of his house, and he was still killed at the door of his house, if we don't do anything about it, it will be too much to be looked down upon." This big man three or four meters tall had a loud voice and spoke like muffled thunder.

"Dragon-level weirdos!" The pupils of Genos's electronic eyes contracted violently: "And, the Weird Society? Here, more than one dragon-level weirdo? "Genos is already a little desperate, even if it is a single dragon-level monster, it is very difficult for him to deal with it, not to mention that the dragon-level monster in front of him seems to be a relatively powerful existence among dragon-level monsters, and at the same time, there is also the weirdo association that the other party said, no matter how you look at it.

"Is it just two people? Elder Centipede, that guy was actually killed by two people, obviously a dragon-level weirdo, and it was so worthless to die, what an idiot. Hey, give you a chance, and if you surrender now, I can spare you two. The weirdo Haojie shouted at Saitama and Genos.

"Surrender? How is this kind of thing possible? Genos's tone was resolute.

"That, how many strong people are there in your weird association?" Saitama asked the question he was interested in.

"How many strong people? Hahaha, of course it's a lot, a lot, a lot. Boy, if you surrender, I can turn you into a weirdo and gain more power than you have now. Haojie laughed, thinking that Saitama was scared to ask this question and wanted to surrender.

"Well, I don't need more power than I have now, because if I am stronger, I may be really bored to death. Now, come on, let me have a heart-wrenching battle. Saitama seems to have become a little excited.

"Oh? Listening to your tone, are you a martial artist? "Haojie is interested, because before he became a weirdo, he was a powerful martial artist, maybe not as good as the level of the silver fanged Banggu, but it was not much worse, and he could be regarded as a top martial artist. According to the strength level of the weirdo, even before he became a weirdo, with the strength of martial arts alone, he almost had the strength of a ghost-level weirdo.

"Martial artist? Not really. Saitama shook her head blankly.

"Huh? Isn't it a martial artist? Forget it, now, kneel on the ground and surrender, I can spare you. "Haojie has lost his patience.

"Really, didn't you listen to me? I want to have a good fight. Saitama shouted helplessly at Haojie.

"Have a good fight? Hmph, you guys. Haojie was impatient with the law and gave orders directly.

The weirdos, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately howled, their eyes released a bloodthirsty light, and rushed towards Saitama and Genos.

"Saitama Mr. please be careful, I-"

Bang!

Almost instantly, before Genos could react to what was going on, those who rushed up, almost a hundred strange people, were killed in an instant, with stumps and broken arms, and even organs such as eyeballs scattered all over the ground.

"So, it's still a bunch of miscellaneous fish, that big man, your strength should be good, come on, fight." Saitama is invited to fight against Haojie.

"I didn't expect that your strength is not weak, but it's useless, the gap in the strength of the weirdos is not something that can be made up by the number at all, come on, let me tell you the strength of the dragon-level weirdos today." Haojie snorted coldly, and then shouted at Saitama in a heroic voice, his huge fist clenched, and his strong muscles instantly made his arm thicker, and then the huge fist fell directly and smashed towards Saitama.

"Damn, such a powerful dragon-level monster. It's just that the fist storm has spread, and there is an indescribable sense of oppression, which is inevitably too powerful. Damn it. "Genos's current strength is still a little worse, he can still deal with the weaker dragon-level monsters, but the slightly stronger dragon-level monsters are no longer something he can deal with. Even in the face of powerful dragon-level monsters, it has become very difficult to escape.

In the face of Haojie's attack, Saitama waved his fist.

Looking at Saitama's fist, Haojie sneered in his heart, unstable lower plate, no explosive fist, completely incorrect punch posture, this kind of attack is like a child's house, the strength of a body can't even exert thirty percent, this kind of weak fist, even a person who has practiced martial arts a little will not be so ugly. Vertex mobile station