Saitama's polite question was not answered, and the handsome-faced man in the snow just lowered the brim of his hat and grinned at the corner of his mouth.

The man's smile was very strange, with a kind of arrogance and indifference like that of a superior looking down on an inferior person.

When Saitama noticed this man's strange smile, he immediately felt a deep disgust, no matter who the man in front of him was, Saitama didn't like him.

And what Saitama didn't know was that the man standing in front of him now was the ancestor of all man-eating demons, and the strongest man-eating demon to date - Onimai Tsuji Mumi.

"Hey, I said you know this family? Or is there something going on? Saitama asked.

However, Onimai Tsuji was still smiling weirdly, not directly answering Saitama's question, at this time, he was curiously observing the monk in front of him, and he intuitively felt that the person in front of him was a little different.

Just when Saitama was a little impatient, Ghost Dance Tsuji, who was wearing a black and white patterned suit and a white top hat under the moonlight, slowly raised his face.

Saitama immediately noticed that this man's eyes were a little different from ordinary people, as if they were inlaid with two pure and flawless rubies, clear and clear, but with this man's miserable white face, he suddenly looked very demonic.

Saitama was stunned for a moment, and slowly spoke, "You're a man-eating ghost, right?" ”

"There are three other people in this house, well, it won't be long before the moonlight and snow will match this blood-stained rose, and your corpse, like a work of art......"

Wearing a small white top hat, Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumiao slowly stretched out a hand, and a crimson blood-colored rose suddenly appeared on his hand, and then the man put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

"Oh! Can you do magic? But I don't have time to watch you perform right now, I have to go to the toilet to make it easier, wait a minute. Saitama said and looked around for the toilet, but in the end he couldn't find it, and he was embarrassed to disturb the rest of the two teenagers in the middle of the night, so he jumped to find a big tree to solve it.

"I said don't peek, I've met female perverts who like to peek at other people's convenience, and I hate this kind of guy."

"Oh yes, that female pervert isn't human." Saitama added.

Onimai Tsuji didn't hear anything miserable, and there was a hint of disgust and anger on his pale face.

The fingers of his right hand stroked the void, as if he was plucking the strings out of thin air, but the next second he frowned, the picture he expected should have been blood splattered, and the bald monk's body was like being cut into five pieces by an invisible blade, and his head was different on the spot, but the other party had no effect at all.

"Huh?" Ghost Dance Tsuji was slightly stunned in surprise, he just frowned, and the next moment, the big tree that Saitama was covering himself suddenly made a loud noise, and it was actually cut into five pieces.

The big tree was as thick as two adults hugging each other, and at this moment, it was cut down in an instant, and only the part that Saitama was holding on did not fall.

When Saitama was done with his hand, the rest of the trunk of the tree began to tilt, and finally fell to the snow with a "boom".

Saitama lifted his pants and looked at the suddenly fallen tree with a blank expression: "Huh? What happened? I didn't seem to be trying too hard just now......"

It wasn't until he noticed the neat cut of the tree that Saitama turned his head to look at the moonlit snow and stared at Saitama with cold eyes.

"You don't want to peek too, do you? It's very decent to become a cannibal ghost, but you're still a pervert at heart, right? ”

"Look for death." Onimai Tsuji was immediately furious when he heard this, and his miserable white and handsome face was fierce, and with a wave of his hand, one arm turned into several thorny vines, and swept madly towards Saitama.

However, Saitama's salted fish face, his expression has not changed, and before those thorny vines can attack, Saitama has already appeared in front of Onimai Tsuji.

"It's so fast......"

At this time, Onimai Tsuji was shocked to realize how different the bald head he was dealing with in front of him was, and his speed alone was far beyond the limits of normal people.

At the same time that Saitama appeared in front of Onimai Tsuji, Onimai Tsujimu also reacted at this moment, and his body burst out with countless sharp and sharp huge bone spurs.

However, those bone spurs, which were harder than steel, broke on the spot when they hit Saitama's body, and they fell to the ground with a "crackle".

"How is that possible?" Before Ghost Dance Tsuji was shocked, Saitama's punch had already exploded his upper body without hindrance.

The powerful fist power, wrapped in huge power, directly sprayed the many remains of Onimai Tsuji's miserable bones and flesh on the snow.

However, the small half of the body that Onimai Tsuji flew out of was restored almost instantaneously.

"Who are you?" Ghost Dance Tsuji gritted his teeth and shouted with a frightened expression, at this moment, his handsome and pale face was no longer as high as it was at the beginning.

As he spoke, Onimai Tsuji's body changed dramatically, his black hair turned white, his limbs and lower body were wrapped in hair and blood at the same time, and huge mouths with sharp teeth grew on his body.

At this moment, the ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable, and he has completely changed the mentality that he just despised and is ready to deal with Saitama with his true evil ghost form.

However, the question thrown by Onimai Tsuji was not answered, and only Saitama was greeted with a simple and straightforward punch without delay.

Saitama was so fast that it was incredibly fast, and it arrived in the blink of an eye, and even Onimai Tsuji had no time to react at all, how he was going to counterattack.

Under his stunned, horrified look......

"Bang!" The bald man's punch directly knocked him into a cloud of minced flesh, blood splattered, and he was embarrassed!

"Ahh As the ancestor of the man-eating demon, Onimai Tsuji's recovery ability is undoubtedly extremely powerful, far from being comparable to the evil brothers and sisters that Saitama met before, and it is not the realm that Chihu can achieve by the evil ghost Chihu who was killed by two teenagers, Tsutomi and Tomioka Yoshiyu.

However, no matter who he is, in front of Saitama, he still can't escape the fate of being blown up by a punch.

Punch after punch, again and again, Even though Onimai Tsuji has great ability and unparalleled recovery ability, he is still scared at this moment.

Fear! It's absolute fear!

It's like when he was forced into a desperate situation by the ghost slayer swordsman named Jiguo Yuanyi, and even he was even more powerless than back then, he was being beaten by the other party from beginning to end, completely powerless.

Ghost Dance Tsuji couldn't imagine that in addition to the person back then, there was another human being in this world who could completely threaten his life at this moment, and this bald monk did not have a Japanese wheel knife in his hand, and he did not use any special breathing method from beginning to end, but simply and rudely used his fists to blow his body again and again!

In just a few moments, Onimai Tsuji has completely lost count of how many times his body has been blown up by the other party, but he also found that this bald monk doesn't seem to have the ability to restrain himself like the sun at the beginning, but it is also possible that the other party just didn't show it.

No matter what the situation is, just in case, there is only one way for me to go, and that is to run for my life immediately!

When he thought of this, Onimai Tsuji was once again beaten on the spot by Saitama, this time he did not choose to resist, but ran at the moment of recovery, and the speed was driven to the limit.

However, before he could get far, the bald figure that had scared him to the point of despair appeared in front of him again.

"If you are let go, there will be a lot of innocent ordinary people killed by you, so it's better to overtake you as soon as possible."

Saitama said, following the example of the little monk remembering the jade, clasped his hands together, and then pretended to read: "Nan no Amitabha, the little monk is going to let you ascend to heaven!" ”