Matt was panting a little. The crutch in his hand kept blocking the katana in the hands of the ninja while counterattacking. But if it was just a single ninja, Matt would naturally not be afraid. But unfortunately, this time it was similar to the last time. The number of opponents far exceeded the limit that Matt could bear, so his body was dripping with blood again and there were wounds everywhere.
Bang bang bang!
Once again, this group of ninjas suddenly fell down without any warning.
"Thank you, thank you Saitama, you saved me again." Matt breathed a sigh of relief again. He was already familiar with this situation.
"You're welcome, but Matt why are you being targeted by this group of people again?" Saitama appeared in front of Matt.
"Probably because you destroyed Madame Gao's factory, but they couldn't find you, so they came to me." Matt shrugged.
"Um, should I show up and say that I destroyed that factory?" Saitama asked a little troubled.
"No, no need, that's fine. I'll take care of the matter." Matt shook his head.
"Okay, whatever you want, but if you find Madame Gao, you can tell me and I can deal with them directly."
"Okay, but first I have to try to see if I can solve it myself. Recently, I found that I seem to have become, well, a waste." Matt smiled bitterly. Since meeting Saitama, it seems that many difficult things have been solved by Saitama. It doesn't even make much difference whether he is with him or not. In this way, Matt has an illusion that he seems to be very useless. Well, okay, maybe this is not an illusion.
After helping Matt solve the problem, he continued to patrol Hell's Kitchen. Speaking of which, at the beginning, Hell's Kitchen was like a hell. It was full of crime. You could encounter several people even within a hundred meters. A group of criminals. But since Saitama began to appear, those crimes have been stopped again and again, and almost no one can escape. Although the current Hell's Kitchen cannot be said to be completely new, at least the number of usual criminal incidents has been reduced by more than half.
Even during the day, Hell's Kitchen looks almost as safe as other than Hell's Kitchen. This is naturally the result of Saitama.
After walking around Hell's Kitchen, Saitama couldn't find any criminal incidents. He couldn't help but scratch his head. Although it is indeed a good thing that there are no criminal incidents, for Saitama, this is a bit too boring.
"Skye, I'm back."
"Saitama, you forgot your mobile phone. Someone just called you." Skye heard Saitama's voice and immediately said to Saitama.
"Someone called me? Who?" He couldn't imagine who called him and came into this world. To be honest, Saitama knew and had a fairly good relationship with people. There seemed to be only two people in total, and one was Skye, the other one is Matt, but Matt just met not long ago, and now Skye is in front of him, so he has no idea who will call him.
"It's Tony·Stark." When Skye said this name, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Tony·Stark is a rich man, although they have saved Tony·Stark before. Although now Tony·Stark has announced that it will close Stark Industries's arms department. There was a lot of excitement, but Tony·Stark is still a well-known guy. Even if he never thought about having any interactions with each other, Skye couldn't help but be excited when such a call came suddenly, just like an ordinary person who suddenly received a call from **** or the Prime Minister.
"Tony·Stark? Who is it?" Saitama scratched his head in confusion.
"Well, it's the Mr. 100 million dollar knife you mentioned." Skye was speechless. Although he knew that Saitama's usual personality was like this, he had even forgotten the name Tony·Stark. Skye still felt a little drunk.
"Mr. One Hundred Million Dollars? Oh, it's him." Saitama suddenly realized.
"This time he called and wanted to hire you as a bodyguard, and the revenge is very high, ten million US dollars a month." Skye blinked his eyes, ten million US dollars, or even another US$100 million in just ten months.
"But don't we already have a lot of dollars now?" Saitama blinked. He did want money when he had no money, but now he has so much money in his hands that he doesn't know when he will spend it all, so he doesn't want to do anything like a bodyguard for money. He is a hero out of interest and has always been a hero. He has never thought about changing careers or working part-time.
"Well, that's right. But ten million dollars a month. That's a lot of money. Aren't you tempted?" Skye knew that Saitama was right to say that, but he still couldn't help but say it. After all, no one in the world would dislike having a lot of money.
"No. I may not be able to spend all the money in the bank in my lifetime, so why would I do something I don't like to do just for money." Saitama shook his head.
"... Okay, what you said makes sense." Seeing Saitama's completely indifferent look, Skye shrugged and stopped worrying. "Then I'll call him back and tell him you don't want to be his bodyguard."
Skye said, took out the phone and dialed.
"Saitama, right? You go to Stark Industries tomorrow morning, and then go to Pepper. She will arrange everything."
After the call was connected, the voice of Tony·Stark came, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone. He had never considered whether Saitama would agree to his invitation, even if Saitama was so strong, well, in fact, he had already considered Saitama's strength, so he gave a high salary of ten million US dollars a month.
"Well, I'm sorry Tony·Mr. Stark, Saitama doesn't want to be your bodyguard, so we refused." Skye couldn't help but roll his eyes listening to Tony's conceited tone.
"What? Rejected? Is it because of money? Tell me, how much do you want?" Tony on the other end of the phone frowned.
"It's not about money. In fact, we have money."
"It's just a mere 100 million U. S. dollars? Oh, now you have less than 100 million U. S. dollars. With that little money, you actually say you are rich? Are you kidding me?" A trace of contempt flashed in Tony's eyes.
"..." Although in the eyes of people who know Tony's net worth, one hundred million dollars may really be nothing, but his tone made Skye want to beat him up.
"One hundred million US dollars is enough for us. We can't spend all this money in our lifetime, so if you want to hire a bodyguard, find someone else. Goodbye!" Skye hung up the phone directly with a little anger.
Tony·Stark looked a little confused as the other party hung up the phone. This was something he had never experienced before. In the past, when he called Biereyou, he thought that no one would dare to hang up the phone earlier than him, but now, he encountered it.
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