One Punch Solution

Saitama scanned the area and saw people standing on the surface, as well as some hidden ones, and of course, those buried deeper, invisible at first glance. However, Saitama didn't sense any powerful individuals among them. Or rather, Saitama couldn't gauge their strength.

Of course, it was possible that the truly powerful ones were hidden, or perhaps they appeared ordinary.

In any case, Saitama couldn't discern who was stronger. The group he was facing were all unsavory characters, each with a menacing appearance, strange tattoos, and bizarre hairstyles. He'd even seen plenty of bald men.

"But this bald guy, uh, this guy with a target painted on his head seems to be completely out in the open. Right, Matt said earlier this was a trap specifically set for me, so this target-headed guy is just a decoy, meant to attract my attention. In reality, this target on his head isn't much." Saitama muttered to himself, his feet moving swiftly. In an instant, he was in front of Bullseye.

Bullseye stood there nonchalantly, waiting for Invisible Man and Daredevil to appear. He wanted to show everyone how formidable he, Bullseye, was, and why Kingpin valued him so highly.

Though Bullseye appeared casual, his mind was highly focused. His eyes scanned his surroundings without blinking, and he heightened his hearing to its maximum, using every sense to monitor every movement.

In Bullseye's opinion, the so-called Invisible Man might be using some high-tech device, like an optical camouflage suit, to deceive vision. However, such technology wasn't perfectly mature. One might not notice it when not paying attention, but with focused concentration, any trace of Invisible Man could be found.

As Bullseye thought this, he twirled a coin between his fingertips, confident that the moment he detected the slightest clue of Invisible Man's presence, the coin would pierce the opponent's body.

Bullseye was that confident.

Suddenly, Bullseye felt a subtle wrongness. Before he could react, his vision blurred. He caught a fleeting glimpse of red, like a fist appearing in his sight, extremely blurry and indistinct. Just as he struggled to make out what it was, he felt a sharp pain, and then his entire body was sent flying weightlessly.

Slam!

Bullseye, already unconscious, still had his eyes wide open, trying to perceive something. Sadly, he could do nothing now. Before losing consciousness completely, Bullseye finally realized that Invisible Man could truly turn invisible. No wonder everyone else was so concerned about Invisible Man.

Saitama, having dealt with Bullseye with a single punch, didn't pause. His figure moved like lightning, weaving through the area, taking down everyone in his path. Yet, from start to finish, no one could spot Saitama, not even a trace.

In the eyes of the others, their comrades were falling one by one. The first to fall was Bullseye, the strongest among them and Kingpin's most trusted subordinate. It was like a supernatural event; people just dropped.

This scene terrified those in hiding, causing them to make a slight sound. Saitama detected them and took them down.

The entire process took about two to three seconds. Everyone had been dealt with.

Saitama frowned, looking at the group lying on the ground. There were no so-called experts here.

Saitama had no idea that the first person he'd dealt with was the expert he'd been expecting: the super-assassin Bullseye.

Outside, Matt waited, fully prepared. After all, Kingpin had set a trap for them this time. It was better to be safe than sorry. If Saitama encountered an ambush, Matt could intervene at any moment, though the possibility was slim, it was a necessary precaution.

Just as Matt was ready to move, Saitama's voice sounded in his ear again. Hearing Saitama's voice, Matt immediately felt relieved.

"Daredevil, you said Kingpin had sent some experts, but there aren't any! They're all just thugs. Did you mishear? Or maybe the expert is hiding, and I just couldn't find them?" Saitama asked, sounding dejected.

"Uh, well, maybe, maybe. I really heard signs of a powerful person before, but they're gone now. Perhaps he fled?" Matt listened intently. There were no other sounds from below. He couldn't detect any trace of an expert, which made Matt frown, filled with uncertainty and doubt.

"Is that so? It seems the guy you mentioned isn't reliable." Saitama sounded disappointed.

"Perhaps. But resolving this group peacefully is a good thing for us," Matt said with a smile.

"But that Kingpin fellow, will he really send powerful people? It's been so long, and there's no sign of any so-called expert," Saitama asked suspiciously.

"Uh, he will. Kingpin will never give up his business. It's not just about financial loss, but also reputational damage. If he doesn't want others to think he's easily bullied, Kingpin will definitely mobilize all his forces against us," Matt said grimly.

"I see."

Kingpin's expression was grim, terrifyingly so. He had just received news that all the men he'd sent had been wiped out, all dealt with by Invisible Man, and they hadn't managed to inflict even the slightest damage on Invisible Man.

Most importantly, his most capable subordinate, Bullseye, was no different from the rest of the useless underlings.

No, there was a slight difference. At least Bullseye was alive, having survived Invisible Man's attack. In reality, this was only because Saitama believed Bullseye was an ordinary person and hadn't used too much force. Otherwise, how could a mere Bullseye survive Saitama's punch?

Looking at Bullseye lying on the hospital bed, his spine broken and his body completely crippled, Kingpin's anger intensified.

"Bullseye, tell me, what did you discover? Who is that Invisible Man?" Kingpin questioned Bullseye sternly.

"No, I don't know. Although I'm lucky to be alive, his punch broke my spine. Damn it, bastard!" Bullseye cursed uncontrollably. The former super-assassin was now a cripple, a truly terrible fate for Bullseye.

"Shut up! Didn't you discover anything at all?" Kingpin frowned, displeased with Bullseye's state.

"I vaguely saw a flash of red."

"Red? And then?"

"And then nothing. I didn't discover anything else."

"Hmph! Useless." Kingpin snorted coldly and turned to leave the room. Although Bullseye had a bit more information than the others, it was merely "red," and no other useful intel was gained.

"Kingpin, Wilson, you can't leave me! You can't abandon me!" Bullseye shouted desperately at Kingpin's retreating back. As a super-assassin, Bullseye certainly wasn't short of money, but he couldn't accept becoming disabled.

"I can give you one more chance. But if you fail to capture Invisible Man even with this opportunity, then—"

"Don't worry, I promise, I will definitely kill Invisible Man!" Bullseye roared, making his vow.