One Punch of Justice Chapter 300: Zaomen Tanjiro

It was quiet in the detention room.

Except for the first set of clothes thrown in, no one is here for the time being.

Saitama holds the clothes in her hand and is considering whether to change the world to travel.

I did nothing wrong.

If you are going to be locked up for a long time, you can’t stand it.

Just when Saitama hesitated.

The boy who was locked in with Saitama was also quietly looking at him.

Although the young man has a lot to ask, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

……

If...

If there is no problem with my sense of smell.

On the street just now, the curly-haired man in a suit who was knocked down by the bald man in front of him should be the ancestor of all ghosts-Guiwu Tsuji.

The smell on his body is exactly the same as the smell left over when all his family members were destroyed!

But if that person is really Ghost Mai Tsuji Wu Mi...

This not-so-surprising bald-headed gentleman almost chopped Guiwu Tsujimura into an incompetent with a single blow with a knife. Isn’t it a bit absurd?

"That...that..."

After hesitating for a long time, the boy decided to speak, and bowed politely to Saitama: "Hello, my name is Tanjirou Kamen. Although I saw the truth about what happened just now, I still couldn't help. You..."

"Ah, don't care."

Saitama regained consciousness and waved his hand: "I have also taught that guy, no matter which world you are in, it seems that there are such rascals who attack people indiscriminately."

"That person...maybe not an ordinary land ruffian..."

Tanjiro squeezed his fingers, organized his own language, and then asked Saitama, "Excuse me, what is your name?"

Saitama blinked: "Saitama."

"Mr. Saitama..."

Tanjiro looked at Saitama with sincere eyes: "This is the first time I have seen someone like you, Mr. Saitama, but after you go out, please be careful. That person just now...even if it’s not Onimai Tsujimura, It must be a ghost, maybe he will come back to revenge Mr. Saitama..."

"No misfortune? What is that?"

Saitama thought for a while, then clapped his hands: "Ah, is he a very powerful weird guy in the local area? It doesn't matter, I'm super..."

"It's not a weirdo, it's a ghost."

Tanjiro explained very seriously: "Maybe you won't believe Mr. Saitama, but there are ghosts in this world. Some ghosts have unique'blood ghosts'. Mr. Saitama is indeed very strong, but If there is no defense..."

Before speaking, Tanjirou suddenly smelled the smell of ghosts approaching!

"Oops!"

Tanjirou stretched out his hand to draw the sword, but he felt nothing. Only then did he remember that when he was detained just now, the Hirotaka had been taken away!

And just now!

"Boom!!!" A cry!

The walls of the cell suddenly burst!

A handball flew in like a cannonball, and hit the back of Saitama's head heavily! There was a loud noise!

"Mr. Saitama!"

Tanjiro yelled nervously, trying to rush to protect Saitama.

It is obvious that a handball that can easily break a wall hits the very fragile back of the human head, but he can't even make Saitama shake.

The smoke from the impact gradually rose, and the handball fell weakly to the ground.

Saitama turned around with a black face.

Outside the detention room, such a voice came from...

"Sure enough, you are hiding here...Speaking of which, Zhu Samaru, what you did is immature or too simple. Kill everyone here..."

"You are really annoying, thanks to my handball, I can clean up this place so quickly..."

But...

After a while, something seems to be wrong outside.

"Strange, why didn't the handball fly back?"

"Moreover, there is only one impact..."

Just as two ghosts outside the house were puzzled.

They saw a bald head holding a handball in his hand, slowly walking out of the cell.

"I said you two brats..."

Originally, Saitama's face was covered with black lines.

But when he walked out of the detention room and saw corpses all over the floor and blood flowing into a river, the black line gradually disappeared and the style of painting began to change.

"..."

Saitama looked at them: "Did you guys do it?"

"?"

The two ghosts glanced at each other: "Of course it is us..."

The words are not finished.

"Boom!" A muffled sound!

The female ghost named Zhu Samaru exploded directly on the spot and fell to the ground weakly.

Not far away, Saitama stretched out his fist's right hand, surplus energy.

There was dead silence at the scene.

Even Tanjirou, who rushed out to find the Sunwheel Sword, stayed there, his brain blank.

He also killed the ghost.

But all the ghosts can be wiped out by going through a hard fight, and then cutting off the neck with a sunshade.

Mr. Saitama...

It turned out to be just a punch, and without even touching it, the punch exploded the ghost's head!

This world...

Is anyone able to be as strong as this? ?

And now.

Yapayu, who came with Zhu Samaru, looked at the comrades who never got up after falling down beside her, and she was shocked in her heart!

No!

This is impossible!

Only when the neck is chopped off by the sun blade or directly illuminated by the sun can the ghost be prevented from regenerating and completely killed!

Besides, it doesn't matter even if you are crushed!

But...

After the head exploded, Zhu Samaru never got up again.

Deadly clean!

Yawa Yu felt a chill from the soles of her feet to the top of her head inexplicably! Even his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

I turned my head stiffly and looked at the bald head standing in front of me...

Yes...

It's him!

The person that Ghost Dance Tsuji-sama is going to kill is him!

It was obviously the twelve ghost moon, but before him even a little time to react, he was killed like a bug...

This bald head... is the real monster! ! !

Run!

The farther you can escape, the better! ! !

Yapayu's instinct is shouting hysterically to warn himself!

But...

Oniwu Tsuji-sama's side, how should we deal with each other?

"Fuck...Fuck..."

Yapayu raised his hands, his palms and eyes suddenly opened: "It's just a mere human, and it's easy to kill you! Don't underestimate my blood ghost technique-Hong Jie... "

The words are not finished.

Saitama punched again.

The huge impact directly crushed Yapayu's entire body to ashes!

They did not know how many people were killed in the past.

But this time ~IndoMTL.com~ kicked the iron plate.

Before he died, he didn't even finish the name of his blood ghost.

……

"Sait...Mr. Saitama..."

Tanjiro looked at Saitama blankly: "You are really... so strong."

"Ah."

Saitama glanced at the people who died tragically on the ground, and then at the two ghosts lying in a pool of blood: "This is a ghost?...Can you tell me in detail what happened in this world? Char... Tan..." At this point, Saitama suddenly got stuck.

Then after thinking for a long time, I clapped my hands suddenly.

"Day 焼(Tan) け止めクリーム! (Sunscreen)"

"...is Tanjirou."