Chapter 160: The Innocent and Pure Sonic
"Master Zeniru, please leave this place at once! The thugs from the Paradisers are charging over, and we can't stop their assault."
The silver-haired butler anxiously urged Zeniru.
"Hm? If I, the richest man in the city, were to be scared off by some terrorists, it would damage my wise and heroic image!"
Zeniru was wearing a bathrobe, his hair styled into a golden poop shape. Around his neck was a very thick gold chain, the very picture of a nouveau riche tycoon.
"There's no need to run."
Just then, a sudden, indifferent voice spoke up. The speaker's tone was calm and casual, as if they didn't give a damn about the Paradisers.
"Oh?"
Zeniru and the silver-haired butler looked in surprise at the newcomer. The man sat on the windowsill with his arms crossed. His hair was tied up like a girl's, and he was strikingly handsome. Beneath his eyes were painted camouflage markings in a strange, smiling arc. He wore a tight-fitting chainmail suit, a long, flowing, ink-blue scarf was tied around his neck, and a samurai sword was slung across his back.
"You're in luck. Our contract period isn't over yet. I'll take care of them for you."
"Wow, Sonic! In that case, I'll leave the Paradisers thugs to you."
"Don't worry. You just think about how you're going to dispose of the corpses of that group of baldies from the Paradisers!"
With a flicker, he vanished from the luxurious room. When he reappeared, he was already in the small woods near the Golden Poop Building, standing atop a streetlight and looking down on the arrogant, clamoring crowd of baldies from the Paradisers.
"Everyone, stop. I think something's watching us."
Hammerhead's heart skipped a beat, and he vigilantly scanned his surroundings.
"Paradisers, you're truly unlucky to run into me here. I am Zeniru's agent, tasked with reaping your lives. Have you... washed your necks clean for me?"
Sonic slowly stepped out from the shadows, revealing an innocent and pure smile that was nonetheless filled with killing intent.
"You annoying bug! Everyone, get him! Kill that sissy!"
Hammerhead paid no mind to Sonic's words. Possessing the powerful battle suit stolen from a mysterious organization, he was brimming with confidence, believing no one in the world could be his match.
"Kill!!"
Hearing Hammerhead's command, the crowd of baldies excitedly charged toward Sonic. For the sake of not working, for their ideal paradise, they would kill this sissy!
"Heh, let the game begin..."
Sonic watched the members of the Paradisers charge at him, a guileless smile unconsciously appearing on his face. With a single movement, he vanished before their eyes, rushing into the midst of the baldies. He drew his blade, reaped, and heads began to fall...
Thud, thud, thud!
The heads of the Paradisers members were reaped by Sonic one by one like chives, falling all over the ground.
"How is this possible? Guh—" Hammerhead watched in shock as his underlings' heads went flying one after another. His heart trembled. With a swish of a blade, the bald guy next to him was also decapitated. He knew this was bad. "Crap!" he thought, instinctively raising both hands to protect his own bald head.
*Schwing!*
A blade flashed past, tearing a deep gash in the battle suit on his arm.
"Bastard!"
Hammerhead's eyes were wide with fury. With his life on the line, he unleashed limitless power. His battle suit bulged as his strength erupted. He casually grabbed a huge boulder and hurled it violently at Sonic.
"Heh, a petty trick!"
Sonic was extremely fast. With a *whoosh*, he vanished from Hammerhead's line of sight, easily dodging the boulder. However, the boulder didn't stop there; it shot towards the nearby Golden Poop Building, striking the golden poop on top of the skyscraper dead on.
*BOOM!*
The golden poop was smashed to bits!
"Oops, I completely forgot there was a building behind me." Sonic said nonchalantly, smiling innocently. "Finishing the mission is what's important!" He reached into his clothes with his slender hand, and a small kunai shot straight out.
*Pfft!*
The kunai struck Hammerhead right in the forehead.
"Huh?"
Hammerhead's whole body stiffened, and he fell to the ground like a log.
"Mission complete!"
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"Mr. King, have you heard? A violent organization called the Paradisers has recently appeared in F-City. Their slogan is 'We will never work.' I hear they've already caused several riots. Do we need to go stop them?"
King and Charanko were walking down a street in F-City, carrying a bag of fruit to visit Snek, who was still in the hospital.
"The Paradisers? Don't worry about them. Someone will take care of them naturally."
King thought for a moment. Weren't the Paradisers that unlucky organization that got almost wiped out by Sonic?
"Oh, right, Mr. King, why didn't we take a car?"
"Because F-City has been very chaotic recently, it's not safe. So I had the driver from the Yida Group take Chain Toad, Gunman, and their kids back home. The beach party is temporarily canceled."
"Then... why don't we take a taxi?"
"Charanko, being so long-winded isn't the way of a martial artist. A martial artist should cultivate their spirit through tranquility. In simple terms: shut up!"
*Damn it, do you really expect me to tell you I forgot to bring any money?*
*BANG!*
Just as they were chatting on their way to the hospital, a massive sound suddenly erupted. They stared in astonishment at the source of the explosion. A skyscraper decorated with a golden poop on its roof had exploded. That yellowish, sparkling poop tilted and then fell, crashing onto the ground with a boom and shattering into pieces.
*Ring, ring, ring!*
It was a call from Sitch.
King answered, frowning.
"King, the home of F-City's richest man, Zeniru, is under attack by thugs. Aren't you in F-City? Please go and provide assistance as soon as possible... Yes, Zeniru is a major tycoon the Hero Association is trying to win over."
"Oh."
King replied faintly.
"Charanko, go visit Snek by yourself. It looks like... I might be needed over there."
He looked at the familiar scene and sighed faintly. The explosion at the Golden Poop Building was probably the result of the fight between Sonic and Hammerhead. If he recalled correctly, Sonic was about to run into Saitama. Hmm, a fated encounter. It was bound to be an excruciatingly awkward fight.
A spectacle not to be missed!
"Yes, Mr. King is a true hero. Of course he couldn't just stand by!"
Charanko watched as King, shouldering his backpack, quickly disappeared down the street. He sighed with emotion. A hero goes wherever they are needed. Mr. King clearly understood his responsibilities!
...
"Aah, everyone run, there's a terrorist!"
"That baldy... someone call the police!"
On another street in F-City, Saitama was walking along, his face red as he loudly refuted the accusations, "I told you, I'm not a terrorist! I'm a hero! A hero..."
"Nonsense! You're not in the 'Hero Registry' at all. You're just a terrorist."
"Liar! Trying to be a thug and a hero at the same time! You coward!"
The citizens weren't buying it at all, fleeing from him in terror.
Just then, the Golden Poop Building exploded. Saitama shouted in anger, "Damn you, thugs! Because of you, people are mistaking me for a bad guy! I'm going to destroy you!"
In a rage, he sprinted toward the site of the explosion—Serious Run!!
With a *whoosh*, he crossed the street and shot straight into the small woods near the Golden Poop Building.
Thanks to 'Yier Xiaoxiao Xiaoshuchong' (that name really suits the ACG world) and 'Moshengren Wujin' (there's a novel character with the same name as you; he's called Honest Simpleton) for the tips~
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