Chapter 457

"Let go!"

While Tong Di was muttering, Saitama shouted.

"Huh?"

He looked up blankly and saw Saitama's body shooting like a shell. Before he could react, he had already hit a bald head.

Bang!

Saitama's bald head hit Tong Di's face like a ball.

"Ah!"

Tong Di snorted stiffly. His eyes were dizzy and crowded into corns.

"Sorry, sorry, the other party is too strong. I accidentally let him beat me up. Wait here and I'll help you beat him."

Saitama hurriedly said to King, "king, take care of him." After that, he quickly joined the war and rushed left and right, which not only disrupted the attack rhythm of others, but also secretly gave others a few elbows.

"... Saitama, do you make wool?"

King pulled slightly from the corner of his mouth and found that several people, such as the driving knight, had been enough to gradually exit.

"This dead bald man... Is just a shit stirring stick. I'm so angry."

Seeing Saitama disturbing everyone's attack, the tornado forced others to lose one after another. They were so angry that they shouted abuse. They wanted a tornado to tear Saitama to pieces.

"Hey, king, what are you doing? to have nothing to do with a thing? As a hero, is it time to perform your duty? Really, there is no self-consciousness. "

She saw that only Saitama and Janos were left to struggle against Ryder, and her eyes fell on King.

"... with Saitama's help, ghosts can win."

King ignored the tornado's eyes as if nothing had happened and continued to watch.

"Ignore me?"

The tornado stared at King and gnashed his teeth. "Smelly king, believe me... The power of blowing snow fluctuates?" Her face changed slightly, and she gouged out king with hatred. Immediately, the green light on her body flashed. No matter how Ryder was, she rushed to the sky and plundered to the place where people such as snow and others took refuge at the foot of the mountain.

"Smelly king, I'll leave it to you!"

"Huh? Are there other freaks? "

King frowned when he saw the tornado leaving in such a hurry. He immediately thought that it must be snow blowing and others who were attacked. Snow blowing used hell haze and other power moves, which triggered the worry of the tornado.

"Saitama, there are other strange people hidden in the orchard. It's time to end the farce."

He shouted to Saitama, who was having fun.

"Ha?"

Saitama was stunned, his face suddenly became silent, and said to Janos, who fought side by side: "Janos, I'm sorry, go and get me an express..."

"Huh?"

Janos frowned. Before he could react, Saitama's fist had hit him in the abdomen impolitely and sent him away.

"Poor acting."

King skimmed his mouth.

In this way, the battlefield was completely cleared. Several people, such as the driving knight, asked Saitama to send it away by express delivery. The vest master and others knocked Ryder unconscious. Under Saitama's reckless entanglement, a group of class s Heroes seemed to lose one by one.

"According to the plot of the script, I'm the only one left... Wrong, I'm not in the script."

Saitama sighed slightly dejected.

"Why help me?"

Ryder's tightly closed mouth shed bright red blood because of his opening.

"I just don't want you to kill in a crazy situation, and I think you are very poor and live completely in the back of others..."

"Shut up, my grandson doesn't need the mercy of a hero!"

Ryder roared and punched Saitama in the chest.

"Eh? You have no strength. I'm afraid you can't even beat ordinary people. "

Saitama looked down at Ryder, like a girl's little fist hitting you in the chest, almost unconscious.

"No, we're acting... Should I... Fly backwards at this time? Give the last scene to King and Ryder. "

He suddenly realized, but he covered his chest with exaggeration, "it hurts!" With a kick at the foot, the body flies out like a high jumper's back style high jump.

"King, I lost. I'll leave the freak to you."

"Ah?"

King's face darkened when he saw Saitama's out of tune actions. From beginning to end, he didn't understand Saitama's intention. It was completely inexplicable.

"King... The strongest man on the earth, I, Qi Tian Da Sheng... Want to defeat you!!"

Ryder held a golden cudgel and pointed at King. While declaring war, blood flowed out of his mouth like water.

"These two lines... Well, they are completely copied from the dialogue between King and Qi Tian Da Sheng in the final king of the Mahatma?"

King's mouth twitches more and more. The neurotic Saitama, Ryder in the second grade, and the confused heroes who suffer, how can the plot be so strange

Poof!

Ryder vomited blood and his body was soft. He had to use a golden cudgel to support himself on the ground.

"What is your purpose?"

King looked as if Ryder had suffered a serious internal injury and said inexplicably.

"Beat and defeat you!"

Ryder walked to King with difficulty step by step. The bright red blood sprinkled on the glittering armor, like the red glow in the sunset.

"Crazy!"

King is speechless. There are many people who want to defeat themselves. Who are you?

Poop!

Ryder slipped his golden cudgel and fell to the ground involuntarily.

“……”

King looked at a dying Ryder and frowned. His heart softened after all. He came up and helped him up and sat down.

"I lost after all, but I never regret it."

Ryder whispered weakly.

"... NIMA, don't read the lines in the Mahatma at this time!"

King has a black line.

"King, I am convinced to lose to you!"

Ryder grabbed King's corner and said with difficulty.

"... this guy is not only in the late stage of the second disease, but has gone crazy and can't be saved."

King has a headache. This is obviously the last words of Qi Tianda Sheng when he was defeated in the biography of the great sage. Later... He didn't continue to write, so in theory, the biography of the great sage is over.

"Cough!"

Ryder fell down slowly, and blood gushed out of his mouth like money.

"Hey, hey, are you okay?"

King as a medical idiot, for Ryder's situation, the only first aid method he can think of is... Artificial respiration! But he doesn't think this first aid is effective for Ryder.

"I'm dying..."

Ryder stared at King with a dull look in his eyes.

"I can see."

King pulled slightly from the corners of his mouth.

"But I don't regret it." Ryder pulled out a smiling face. "I copied the legendary experience of the great sage. Even if it's just self comfort, I'm satisfied."

"Which... There's something I think I must tell you." King saw that Ryder was about to die. He couldn't bear it. He said solemnly, "in fact, I am Shuai beicoin, the author of the great saint."

"No, impossible!"

Ryder's eyes widened.

"Don't believe it?" King took out his mobile phone under Ryder's eyes, opened the writer's web page and put it in front of him, "look, this is my author number. I really didn't lie to you."

Poof!

Ryder vomited a mouthful of blood, "king, you are shameless. I said how could the great sage lose to you. It turned out that you beat the great sage of Qi Tian by virtue of your author identity. You are shameless and shameless."

"You are less BB, I decide my novel." King tilted his mouth and saw Ryder's sad and angry look. He was a little proud and sighed: "in fact, Qi Tianda Sheng still has follow-up experience. He will reach a reconciliation with the hero Association and become another great hero who protects mankind."

"English, hero?"

Ryder spits blood and stares at King in amazement. Will Qi Tianda Sheng, the eccentric model he worships, eventually become a hero?

What's up?

He seemed to feel full of malice from all over the world!

Boo Boo!