"Damn, which bastard stole my fries? And it's the only long fries I'm ready to use to enjoy. ”

Saitama is still haunted by the fries that were stolen in the KENGJI just now, but it was the french fries that he finally made up his mind to eat, but the only fries he liked were inexplicably stolen, hum, if he knew who it was, he would definitely be killed.

He huffed as he walked towards his home, his body slamming into that hot gaze again, "Bastard, that damn stalker hasn't given up yet...... Hmm, wait a minute, stalker...... French fries were stolen...... Was that damn stalker stealing my fries? ”

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that this was the case.

"Bastard, if you dare to steal my fries, I'll kill you."

He turned his head suddenly, well, still didn't find any suspicious person, and then glanced around, trying to find the little one who had been following him for several days, but unfortunately, he still didn't find the stalker for a long time.

Saitama's suspicious suspicion frightened the two people who were following behind.

Later, Saitama squatted next to the trash can downstairs in his house, and half an hour passed, still motionless, causing Genos to misunderstand that Saitama was practicing some kind of imagery, and carefully recorded it in his notebook.

King stopped and groped his chin, "Looks like Saitama is determined to catch that stalker and french fry thief, so it's not a good idea to wait, find a place to rest and see if you have a chance to contact Saitama alone later." ”

Oh, the main thing is that Saitama remained motionless for half an hour, and he waited a little bored and impatient, and simply retreated.

He left the no-man's land, found a café to sit down, ordered a cup of coffee and played with his mobile phone to kill time, and by the way, he called Siqi to ask about the situation of the Evolution House, and mentioned how Tornado could have time to hang around in Z City, you must know that usually Tatsumaki is almost at the headquarters of the Association of City A, and only when he encounters strange people that other heroes can't solve, Tornado will be dispatched as the final weapon, however, there are no weirdos above the ghost level in Z City at all, and Tatsunado's actions seem to be very lazy, so it is said to be a mission, rather than hanging out.

When he learned from Siqi that Tatsumaki was on holiday today, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Tatsumaki was so free to deal with him.

He shook his head helplessly and refocused on Saitama, using location tracking to check Saitama's movements about every half hour.

Saitama is quite persevering, and he squatted next to the trash can for more than three hours, which made King very suspicious of whether Saitama's parents had told Saitama that he had picked it up from the trash can when he was a child, so he had a special sense of intimacy with the trash can.

King yawned and fell asleep, "Ha~ Genos won't also follow for more than three hours, these two masters and apprentices are really boring!" ”

Heh, fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, aren't you more boring?

"Well, look up the location of Genos...... Hey, Genos isn't with Saitama anymore? In the suburbs? Oh, Dr. Kunos's lab? ”

When Genos's red dot appears in the radar map of his mind, he is surprised to find that Genos has left and is staying on the outskirts of Z City, that is, now Saitama is the only one still holding the trash can and other stalkers.

What a chance! Take him down while Saitama is alone.

He perked up, swept away the tired look on his face, stepped on his backpack, and hurried out of the café, because he was in such a hurry that he accidentally knocked over the coffee and dried it on his hands.

……

"Cut, there is no figure at all, and ...... That burning gaze was also gone. ”

Saitama, who squatted in the trash can for more than three hours, stood up slowly, with an unhappy face, he had met more than a dozen strange people when he went out today, and it was a very happy thing for him to move his muscles and bones, who knew that he was stolen while enjoying a lunch of fries, which made his good mood change all of a sudden.

"No matter, go home and rest."

Since he couldn't wait to stalk the maniac and the fries thief, he simply went home.

"Hey, this is the ...... at the door Gift? ”

Saitama went up to his house and found a gift box with no name on it, no note left, and I don't know who gave the gift.

"Who's going to give me a gift?" He picked up the gift suspiciously, "Hmm, is it the mechanical transformer who said he wanted to worship me as a teacher?" Speaking of which, that person said that he wanted to worship me as a teacher, but he didn't see him for so many days, so he didn't have sincerity......"

Click, click!

He quickly unwrapped the gift, pulling out a model of a bare head and a set of flowing curls.

“……”

I don't know why, his heart is inexplicably very annoyed!

His face was dark, his sharp eyes were almost on fire, and he was bald...... Wig...... You can feel the heart of the person giving the gift...... What a fart!

"What's wrong with my baldness? Why do you keep talking about my bald head? Who did I offend by being bald? Besides, I'm bald, am I proud? Did I show off? I'm bald, but I'm also getting stronger! ”

Saitama screamed angrily, his hands were pulled, his wig turned into a cloud of chicken feathers, and the bald model was ravaged into a lump, and he raised his foot high and stomped on the gift carton......

"Eh, the cardboard box...... It should be delivered to the carton recycling bin. ”

He braked the car, sighed slightly, folded the carton, and prepared to send it to the carton recycling bin in Z city.

This habit is already similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Shout!

He hugged the carton, turned his grief and anger into motivation, and sprinted extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived at a carton collection box on the street in the center of Z, and stuffed the gift carton into the collection box with an unhappy face.

"Don't let me know which guy did the good thing, or I'm going to kill him."

"Ahh Yes! Ahhh ”

"Weirdo, weirdo, help!"

"My face, my face......"

Snort!!

Just as Saitama is annoyed by the stalker, french fries thief, and sarcastic gift giver, several screams suddenly sound in the street, and a group of people flee in panic.

"Huh? Got weirdos? Saitama's eyes lit up, his whole body ignited, and his fists clenched, "Oh, the venting bag appeared." ”

On the street, a peculiar man with long hair, a pink mask on his face, wearing a bewitching suit, and holding a pink forked mace, waved his weapon, and a liquid similar to thick acid sprayed on the face of the passer-by, the passerby's face was instantly corroded, became extremely old, and screamed again and again, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and laughed evilly: "Haha, I want to destroy all your faces, only I can be as beautiful as a flower in the world, and you ...... It's all ugly for me. ”

Call!

There was a sudden sound of breaking the air in the air.

The strange man was stunned, and a fist as big as a sandbag appeared in the corner of his eye, "Huh? What a big fist ......"

Bang!

Under the punch, the body was shattered, fragmented, and there was no living mouth.

Weirdo: "...... it", let me introduce myself!

"I vented the frustration in my heart a little."

Saitama casually shook off the meat foam on his hands and walked on the way home melancholy, "Life...... Something that doesn't go well is about nine times out of ten, my fries! ”

A few minutes after Saitama left.

The strange siren in the center of Z sounded slowly: "Emergency report, emergency report, there is a strange person on the street in the center of Z, the level is ...... tiger"

"Found it."

Tatsumaki, who had always been very concerned about the agreement with the king, was overjoyed when he heard the alarm, the green light on his body flashed, and his petite body had turned into a long rainbow and disappeared, rushing to the central street in an instant, only to see the wreckage of the strange man who died worse than Zhao Si's father.

"Who did it? Stinky king? ”

Her eyes widened, and she prayed in her heart that it wasn't done by the stinky king, otherwise, she would lose to the stinky king again.