One Punch of Justice

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh—!?"

The little dragon scroll is about to collapse, almost incoherent: "He! He is creeping forward! What's the matter, go back, go back, I want to go back!"

At this moment, because of the super-gravity released by the tornado, the motor that keeps the haunted house running finally stopped completely!

"Weng!" said.

The haunted house fell into total darkness.

"What's going on, it's pitch black..."

The little tornado stood there a little sluggishly, until he heard the sound of the ghost walking towards him again, he realized a hundred times the panic, but he was unwilling to admit defeat and shouted to embolden himself: "Enough! Going back!" Then the short leg turned and ran.

"what."

Saitama heard the voice and shouted towards the small tornado: "Hey! You are going the other way, and this is a one-way street."

"scare……!"

The little tornado paused suddenly and turned his head stiffly: "Say... I'm talking."

"If you don't move forward, you won't be able to go out."

Saitama continued to kindly remind: "It seems that there has been a power outage, anyway...Wait here before confirming safety."

"Then you don't need to talk about things like that!"

The little dragon scroll looked at the dark aisle behind, and there was a bit of frizzy hair: "Who is waiting for the ghost to come over! Go, I'm going!"

Saitama shouted to the tornado again: "Wait before you say it."

Little Dragon Roll is obviously not obedient: "Don't order me!"

Saitama frowned, "It's not an order, it's dangerous to walk around, so calm down first."

Xiaolongjuan snorted, "What, it's a ghost who is so calm."

Saitama waved his hand: "No, I am not a ghost"

Xiaolongjuan obviously didn't believe it: "There is nothing to be afraid of. To tell the truth is fine."

"That one……"

Saitama said sincerely, "Although it will destroy the illusion, I am just an ordinary worker."

"Stop lie! In that case, why is my superpower..."

Tornado was about to talk to the ghost, and suddenly there was another "Weng" sound, and the ghost fires around faintly lit up again, frightening Little Dragon Juan: "Ah! What is it this time!"

Saitama looked at the ghost fire lamp, and shouted at the tornado in the dark opposite: "The power seems to be restored, then I must hide and go."

In this horrible haunted house, the only person who can speak has to leave.

Tornado was a little scared again: "Oh!? Wait a minute, isn't it still dark?"

Saitama returned to the place where he had been hiding and hid, and shouted towards the dark place: "Because this was originally a haunted house, that's it, there is a safety permit, don't worry, goodbye, don't run around."

"Hmph, who would listen to your nonsense..."

He said so, but think about it carefully, if you go out through the gate, you will be laughed at by Fuxue.

No way!

Never show your weakness in front of Fuyuki!

Thinking of this, the little dragon scroll took two deep breaths, and continued to walk deep into the haunted house. He even forgot to use the flying super power, stepping on the floor two steps to move forward.

But it didn't take long...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The screams echoed again in the small corridor of the haunted house. The little tornado rushed forward with his head under his head. He ran with his short legs and chirped. After a 500-meter dash, he finally arrived at a room full of screams. The room of the corpse wrapped in white cloth.

The blood oozing from the white cloth is still dripping to the ground.

The little dragon scroll finally collapsed completely.

He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and didn't dare to go forward.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The little dragon scroll almost exhausted all his strength and shouted loudly: "The kappa just now, are you still there!? Martial artist, bald, kappa?"

"Call someone bald, this stinky kid..."

Saitama, who was waiting for the next customer at the scared point, heard the tornado's call. Although she was very upset, if the customer had any problems in the haunted house, he had to take the responsibility and came to work in order to make money. The bonus deducted for this is not worth the loss.

So even with all the reluctance, Saitama got out of the scared point and ran all the way to the place where the little dragon scroll was shouting.

Because the haunted house is very dark, Saitama can only see an approximate outline.

It really is a kid.

Didn't her parents come in together?

Tornado was squatting on the ground holding his head at first, but after hearing the sound of footsteps, he immediately stood up, pretending that he was not scared at all.

The little dragon scroll's voice was obviously trembling: "Is...is it you? Kappa is bald?"

"...It's really unpleasant, you."

Saitama walked over with imaginary eyes, and asked, "I said, what's the matter? I can't leave my post for too long."

"Ahem..."

The little dragon scroll heard Saitama’s voice, and finally relaxed, coughing clear, and pretending to say calmly: "That’s it... There are too many things hanging on this room, I can’t find a way out, since If you say you are not a ghost, just walk ahead. You don't want me to mess around and destroy the props here, right?"

what?

Saitama was confused.

The direction of progress is clearly marked with green lights.

What a troublesome brat.

Thinking of this, Saitama shook his head, walked over, took Tornado's hand, and took her forward: "Remember not to run around, I will take you out now."

The little hand was pulled, Tornado was a little at a loss for a while.

Such an attitude of being treated as a child, if in normal times, she would definitely lose her temper.

But in the haunted house.

But there is a sense of security inexplicably.

"Humph--!"

Turning their heads pretending to be dismissive, Xiaolongjuan and Saitama held hands and walked through the room full of corpses together. After a few more frightening points, they finally came outside the haunted house.

Gradually there was the light of the temple fair.

Tornado finally saw the person holding her hand.

She guessed right.

Wearing a ghost mask, wearing an old samurai armor studded with arrows, and a bald head.

Walking to the door, Saitama turned around and finally saw the true face of the tornado.

"Ah, it's you..."

Before she finished speaking, a woman walked over from the exit and shouted, "Sister."

bad!

Seen by Fuxue!

Xiao Longjuan panicked. Before Saitama finished speaking, she quickly pulled her hand out of Saitama's hand, and stomped her feet hard and said: "Let go! Be careful next time, fool!" Then ran away. Looking for Fuxue.

Saitama at the back is full of black lines.

"Sure enough, it's still annoying, this stinky kid."

That's how it was said, but after speaking, Saitama went back to work in the haunted house again.

And outside the haunted house.

The tornado seemed to be showing off, floating in front of Chuuxue: "I told you, Chuuxue, here is a haunted house, but there are real ghosts!"

Chuuxue looked blank: "Huh?"

"Isn't this kind of situation often, when a group of people gather together at night to talk about strange talk, the strange talk will really happen, and the haunted house will occasionally be real fooling around, so you should also be careful."

Xiaolongjuan acted like an older sister and preached to Chuuxue: "When I see my true face, I will be exposed, trying to use a part-time job to deceive, but I am not so easy to be fooled. Just now I removed him from the haunted house. I caught it...but this ghost was unexpectedly kind, so after thinking about it, I decided to put him back..."

"Is that right?"

Chuuxue had just seen someone holding his sister's hand, but the kind of handle was obviously not the kind of capture her sister said.

It's more like...

The way the adult came out of the haunted house with the scared child.

"of course it's true!"

The little dragon scroll seemed a little anxious: "Do you think my super powers don't work? Humph!"

...

Ahhh.

Sure enough...

"I'm out of breath..."

Chuuxue looked at the tornado now, and no matter what resentment he had in his heart, it disappeared without a trace: "Let's find a place and have a good talk, sister."

"Since you have said so... okay."

Little Dragon Roll did not know where to take out a few pieces of candy, and stretched out her palm towards Chuuxue.

"Now, do you want to eat apple candy, blowing snow?"

"Well, sister."