Ghost-level weirdo Cutting King.
The most terrifying monster in "urban legends" has a strong body, flexible skills, and can reconnect with the body's regeneration ability as long as the bandage is kept. He uses two long knives to cut open the opponent's flesh and blood with extremely fast attack speeds. He is also the weirdo who loves killing and torturing.
The first person who appeared in front of Saitama was such a weirdo.
"I didn't expect that someone would dare to break into this place, but it's good. I'm lucky enough to meet you first, so prepare to face fear." Cutting King raised a hand, or rather a knife, in an unusually powerful manner, with the blade pointed at Saitama.
Snap!
Blood directly covered the wall, and several broken blades fell to the ground with a clanking sound.
"Sure enough, it's still so weak. I hope there will be some stronger weirdos next." Saitama put down his fist and muttered in a slightly disappointed but expected tone.
Cutting King didn't take anything Cutting King to heart at all, and Saitama continued to move forward.
"Yes, I saw him."
"Hahaha, human being, that human being who broke in."
"It smells so good, my mouth is already watering."
"Kill him, kill him."
"Come on!"
A group of weirdos rushed up directly. Looking at these weirdos, Saitama still had the same expression on his face, as if he had removed the shell from a hard-boiled egg and casually painted the facial features with a pen. What Saitama did was just raise his fist and punch.
Boom!
Broken limbs and broken arms were splashed everywhere in the blood. The originally crowded passage suddenly became normal. Even the original noise stopped abruptly. Except for the sound of Saitama walking, there was no other sound.
"Same as the scum above, I have no sense of expectation at all." Saitama sighed.
Just when Saitama sighed, behind Saitama, in a gap, a pair of eyes stared at Saitama: "That's it now."
A figure emerged directly from the gap a few millimeters wide. It was a cat. Although it stood about the same size as a human, its head, body hair and tail all proved that it was a cat. A strange cat emerged from that gap.
Many people say that women are made of water, because women always love to cry. Similarly, many people say that cats are made of water, because cats' bodies are very soft and they can always do things that are difficult for ordinary people to do. Just like now, this cat can actually drill its body into such a small crack in the wall.
Suddenly it jumped out from the gap, then raised its sharp claws and hit Saitama's head twice.
"Wha, what?" The eyes of the weird cat Meow almost jumped out of their sockets.
All you need to know is that it is a Dragon-level weirdo, yes, it is a Dragon-level weirdo. Its claws are so sharp that it can break even steel, but it attacked with almost all its strength and landed on Saitama's head, without even scratching a layer of Saitama's skin.
"Meow!!! What a monster." The weird cat man exclaimed, then turned around and ran away without thinking. It was frightened. Even the same Dragon-level weirdo didn't dare to take its claws easily, not to mention that it was attacking the vital part of human beings, the head.
"Huh?" Saitama scratched his head in confusion. "Just now, did something scratch my head again?"
The weird cat man Meow, who had already hidden in the gap, almost held his breath and looked at Saitama with fear on his face. He suddenly wondered whether it was the weirdo or the big bald head of Saitama.
Watching Saitama slowly walk away, the weird cat man Meow breathed a sigh of relief. But the next moment, a hand suddenly inserted directly into the gap and grabbed the weird cat man's neck, and then a powerful and irresistible force forced him hard. Meow pulled it out of the gap. At this moment, Meow's heart was filled with fear. The power of this hand was so powerful that it had no resistance at all. It knew that in fact, it only needed a gentle pinch of this hand, and it would die immediately.
Meow It even felt that even Monster King Orochi was not as scared as the hand in front of it. It was almost scared to the point of peeing at this moment.
"It turns out to be a cat." Saitama looked at the weird cat man in his hand and suddenly realized it.
When Meow heard what Saitama said, his expression immediately changed and he put on a flattering look. Then he didn't say anything and just meowed, indicating that he was just an ordinary cat.
The dignified Dragon-level weirdo was so frightened by Saitama, this Bald Demon King, that he looked like a bear.
"Hey, are you a weirdo?" Saitama asked, looking at Meow who was almost as tall as himself.
"Meow?" Meow meowed pretending to be ignorant.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop pretending. How can an ordinary cat be so big? And you look like this, you don't look like an ordinary cat." Saitama rolled his eyes. Sometimes his thoughts are a bit simple, but he is not stupid.
"Meow--" Meowed again, and then Meow's body began to shrink, and finally turned into the size of a house cat.. zhoshyan. cm
"Huh?" Saitama looked at Meow in surprise.
"Meow, Meow." Meow pressed his head against Saitama's palm affectionately, and even stuck out his tongue to lick Saitama's fingers at the end. With that look, he was as obedient as he wanted to be, and as obedient as he was.
Saitama squatted down and looked at this Meow: "Okay, although I know you are a weirdo, but for the sake of being so well-behaved, I will let you go this time. But if I encounter you harming someone next time, I won't be merciful." Saitama decided to let this Meow go temporarily.
"Meow--"
"Okay, let's go." Saitama pushed Meow, then turned around and continued walking in the direction of the Monster Association.
Meow stared blankly at Saitama's back. It wasn't until Saitama almost disappeared from its sight that it realized that it had escaped. It couldn't help but collapsed on the ground, as if all its strength had been lost.
However, looking at the direction in which Saitama's figure disappeared, Meow rolled his eyes twice, but did not return to his weird appearance. He jumped and chased after Saitama.
Although it didn't look like it was looking for an owner, after all, its last owner left a big psychological shadow on it, but Saitama's words gave it an unprecedented feeling.
"Perhaps it would be a good choice to let that bald man be his master."
Meow thought so and chased Saitama at a faster speed.17ye