One Punch of Justice

The red-haired gang swallowed his saliva and nodded nervously: "The eldest sister in Dongjie's hair caught fire and it seems that it is not as terrible as he is now..."

"But we collected the money, this one must be fought!"

The yellow-haired bully lowered his heart, clenched his fists and shouted towards Saitama: "Hey! Kid! Come with us right away! Don't think that putting on a powerful look can scare us, bastard!!!"

This threat was weaker than the sentence just now.

No one can see that they are stubborn, and they are already afraid.

At this moment, the salted fish who was still on the bullied side had already spoken slowly...

"Don't have to be so troublesome, just stay here, I'm in a hurry."

Saitama's eyes were sharp, his hands clenched his fists, as if an invisible air current swept across his body, and he set up a posture: "You are just'bad seniors who can do nothing except violence', but I am a person who'does nothing well.' , Is worse than anyone else, you are not qualified at all!"

The two gangsters were taken aback for a moment, and their eyes were a little dazed: "...We are not like you."

But Saitama ignored them at all.

Push your legs hard and rush forward!

"Keep your head down in front of me..."

Saitama clenched a fist with his right hand and slammed, and the momentum was like a tiger: "Don't underestimate the world!"

...

five minutes later.

Saitama was beaten on the ground with a bruise and swollen face.

The two gangsters clapped their hands and walked away.

"Damn, scare me!"

"I thought he was so powerful, but the result was totally weak and outrageous!"

"But his summary of himself is quite in place. It's really worthy of a person who can't do anything well. Even fighting is inferior to this. It's really useless..."

...

The perpetrator flew away.

The students onlookers dared to stick out their heads quietly.

Of course they know who instigated these two gangsters to teach Saitama. That eldest lady can't offend her. If she has a relationship with Saitama, she might also suffer.

So the students carefully walked around Saitama, who was lying on the ground covered with blood, walked through the corridor, and left.

No one helped him, no one called the teacher or doctor.

Gradually.

The students in the school walked cleanly.

The sky outside the window also changed from dusk to night.

Saitama, who had fallen in a pool of blood, finally gradually regained consciousness and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

Quietly.

There is no one left in the school.

Looking at the empty corridor and his own blood stains on the ground, Saitama still had no sadness or pain on her face, but she bent over to pick up the mop and bucket that had been left aside, and limped towards the toilet.

He has not forgotten.

I was punished for cleaning the toilet for a semester.

Even if it has been bruised.

When he walked to the sink in the toilet, Saitama stopped, trying to unscrew the water to wash the blood stains on his face.

But after catching the water and wiping two hands on his face, Saitama suddenly found that the water hadn't turned red, nor had the roughness of blood clotting on his face.

He raised his head and looked at himself in the glasses.

Not only the face is clean, but the wound on the corner of the mouth seems to have been treated!

I don’t know who sewed the school uniforms torn apart after school fights.

what……

I met a good person...

Saitama blinked, thinking like that.

...

the next day

Although his whole body was hurt, Saitama still came to the school as if nothing was wrong.

That kind of calm attitude almost made other people think that the person who was beaten into a coma yesterday was not like him.

All this was seen by Aegness.

She tried her best to get revenge, but the feeling of punching the cotton made her feel very uncomfortable!

Although violent means are used successfully.

But it seems that no warning has been achieved!

At first, Agnes thought that Saitama was just pretending, but in fact he was already terrified, but she soon realized that she was so wrong!

Saitama's eyes were still so indifferent, even if the culprit of his conspiracy to instruct others to beat him stood in front of him, there was still no trace of awe or fear in his eyes!

Bastard!

How could there be such a freak in this world!?

No way!

The retaliation is not over!

In the school under his control, no aliens are allowed!

Must make him succumb!Let him cry and beg himself, lick his shoes and beg for forgiveness!

Made up my mind.

Soon, under the control of Agnes, a new round of retaliation began...

Physical Education

A group of students from the football club of the University of Madrid surrounded Saitama sitting on the lawn.

"Hey, kid, lucky you!"

The strongest man in the middle came to Saitama and said badly: "Generally, we don’t bring first-year rookies to play, but for you guys, we give special treatment. Come with us quickly. Right!"

"Not going."

Saitama put his hands on his chest and said extremely arrogantly: "I can't play football!"

The football captain is full of black lines.

Mommy!

Don't be so bad if you can't play football

No wonder that rich girl would spend money to let a group of her own to teach him. She had nothing to do with personal grievances, but now she wants to beat him!

"No way!"

Involuntarily, the football captain caught Saitama up like a chicken and dragged it to the field to stand.

"You are a beginner, just let you serve!"

The football captain reached out and threw the football to Saitama, but he sneered in his heart.

Idiot!

Just wait for you to serve, all of us will desperately kick the ball against you!

Don't blame us for losing your life!Who made you offend Miss Agnes!?

Holding the football, Saitama didn't look like he was ready to play, and said with a blind eye: "But I really can't play football. If I hit you, you won't blame me?

The football captain said impatiently: "Don't be long-winded, hurry up and kick off! This is my site, whoever kicks it counts as mine, so you should rest assured!?"

Looking down at the football in his hand, Saitama nodded, let go of his hand, and kicked with his foot!

The football quickly flew out!

Then, something magical happened!

That kick kicked the ball out of a magical arc and directly hit the face of the principal who passed by by chance!

The golden glasses that the principal had just bought were broken and smashed!

"puff!!!"

The football captain almost didn't catch his breath!

This brat!

Isn't he intentional??

...

Shakily tore off the football stuck in his face.

The old headmaster's angry hands were shaking.

"who is it!?"

With a loud voice, the group of people in the football club were almost kneeling in fright.

Saitama emptied his eyes and pointed at the football captain: "He said that this is his site, and anyone who kicks it counts as him."

"Is that right!?"

The principal laughed furiously, and at that time he chased and killed the football captain in the school with a walking stick for a whole day.

But relative.

After school that day, Saitama was beaten by all the members of the football club again, and his nose and face were swollen...