I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 917: : 1 must find this person

Although Tornado looks arrogant, anyone who knows her will know that her personality is just like that of a little girl.

Even, because she is only a little girl in her twenties, she still has a little low self-esteem and stubbornness.

The silence seemed to remind him of Misaka Mikoto.

There are quite a few similarities.

I hope Misaka Mikoto can grow up slowly. Speaking of which, she should have been practicing in the Marvel world for several years, and now she should be considered a high school student. I really want to see her when I have time.

Let's see if Sister Cannon, a high school student, has become a little cuter.

This is the dream of ordinary people before.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Tornado was really stomping his feet at the moment, as if he had used his mind to make a layer of ground under his feet, and it made a thumping sound, "I'm asking you something. , Damn, ignoring me!"

"Well, I'm listening." Silent raised his eyes and glanced at her, "I didn't steal your weirdo, I was just self-defense, it was your weirdo who moved first."

"You don't need to say that, wait, what is my weirdo? That's not my weirdo!" Tornado's curly hair all floated up, looking like fried hair.

If this guy is a hero, or weirdo or something.

She must be reading the power package directly at this time.

However, tornadoes don't just shoot ordinary people.

The people at the command center know this too.

So at the moment, I'm just watching with a wry smile. If they really want to do something, their persuasion is useless.

"Since it's not, then don't say anything." Silent smiled casually, "However, I want to persuade you, it's best not to shoot at me, if you don't shoot at me, then I generally won't do it. what."

"Who wants you to do something to you." Tornado raised his voice all of a sudden, as if he had thought of something, and even showed two tiger teeth in his mouth, "You bastard, since you can deal with dragon-level weirdos , that means the strength is not bad, do you want to join the Hero Association and become a hero?"

As long as she becomes a hero, she is her descendant.

Teach the incompetent junior a little.

It should be fine.

Tronju didn't know why she was angry, but she hated being ignored, and she hated this frivolous attitude towards her.

It's a pity.

Her little girly arrogance can be seen clearly in silence.

Shakes his head.

"To you, I am just a passerby, a traveler." He said calmly, "I will not interfere with your destiny, your world, nor will I protect or harm anyone who has nothing to do with me. People, whether you want to accept the opportunity I give depends on your own qualifications, words and deeds, and choices."

"What are you talking about?" Tornado frowned, as if he didn't understand at all.

"If there is fate, you will know." Silent smiled, turned his head to the metal bat beside him and said, "You are very good, but you are still a little short, waiting for your real experience. After a feeble fight, I think we'll meet again."

When the voice fell, he didn't wait for the metal bat to respond, and just stepped forward and walked forward.

"Hey, what did you just say?" Tornado was still a bit reluctant, seeing Silent did not reply, and even more angry, "Damn, do you ignore me? Do you know who I am? Hello!"

She seems to be trying to catch up.

However, something strange happened.

Obviously it's only a short distance away, and it seems like he can fly past when his mind moves, but he can't catch up at all.

The tornado even unknowingly accelerated his psychic power.

Her speed, at the fastest time, can even break the sound barrier.

However, of no use.

A short distance of tens of meters, like a moat, is getting farther and farther.

Tornado's eyes widened.

"What the **** is going on here! Hey! Can anyone hear me?" She kept breaking out of her speed, and she could even hear the whistling sound in her ears, but no matter what, she couldn't get close.

And the people at the Hero Association Command Center were actually dumbfounded.

Because of their perspective.

The tornado can also be felt at full speed.

Even the instrument is probed in the same way.

Her speed has already exceeded the speed of sound.

However, in the actual picture, it still stays in the same place at all.

A strong sense of astonishment filled everyone's heart.

There's even a sense of hilarity.

In the headset, Tornado's questioning continued, even getting more and more violent, but no one could answer her, because no one knew what was going on.

Until, the silent figure completely disappeared from the camera.

Disappeared in all detection equipment.

All of this is slowly returning to normal.

The command center was quiet for a long time.

Long time.

Only the high-level executive said with an excited voice.

"It's so powerful! Did you see it? It's so powerful that even the tornado was played by him!"

"Who was he toyed with!" Tornado's voice suddenly became sharp, and she was about to explode with anger.

However, this executive tore off the headset and shouted excitedly and passionately:

"Find him, be sure to find this man! We need really strong heroes! Heroes strong enough to give everyone confidence!"

The Hero Association ~IndoMTL.com~ at this time has not yet been caught up in a long and steady battle with monsters.

They also have a dream.

A dream that can exorcise or destroy all monsters.

However, Silent has already left at this time.

He hasn't forgotten his main purpose in coming to this universe.

A certain bald head is the one he wants to find.

That's right.

The bald head at this point in time is not a bald head yet.

He still has hair.

Yes, Silence did not come directly into the plot, but three years before the plot began, when the protagonist Saitama had not yet started to become stronger.

Or rather.

Now Saitama is facing an important turning point in his life.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo."

On a deserted street, a young man in a suit and thick hair was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

It's Saitama.

He's just been through a big battle, a battle between ordinary people and eccentrics.

He won.

And saved a little boy from that weirdo.

A sense of satisfaction filled his heart, and even the injuries on his body were suppressed by him. He wanted to laugh, as if he had found what he really wanted to do.

Even.

He couldn't tell whether this kind of thing was fighting the monster, saving the child, or both.