"AAAAAAAH—!"
Early in the morning, a scream suddenly rang out from a residence in the uninhabited outskirts of Z-City. It was so piercing that it could be heard clearly even outside the house, let alone inside.
At the very least, Wu Biao, who usually slept like a log, was startled upright by that shout.
"Donkey Rider, what the hell are you yelling for this early in the morning? Are you fucking sick?"
Rubbing his bleary eyes, Wu Biao had yet to see what Saitama was screaming about when a fist rapidly expanded in his vision, arriving before his face in the blink of an eye.
Danger!
Wu Biao's expression changed. With no time to think, he raised both arms to shield his head. The next moment, an indescribable force crashed into him. Before Brother Biao, who had reacted in haste, could understand what had happened, he had already blasted through the wall and flown away.
"You motherfucker... sneak-attacking me first thing in the morning?"
Wu Biao, who had still been half-asleep, was instantly wide awake from that punch. Even though he had not seen who attacked him, he could figure it out with his ass. No one but Saitama possessed that kind of strength.
Wu Biao was sent flying several kilometers by that punch, smashing through several buildings in succession before finally crashing through an apartment building and being buried beneath it.
BOOM!
In almost an instant, every piece of rubble from the apartment ruins shattered into powder. Wu Biao emerged wearing nothing but boxer shorts, his face dark yet utterly confused.
Fuck...
What the hell was that?
He had been punched out of bed and sent flying several kilometers before he was even fully awake... Fuck, even Brother Biao had been punched stupid?
Where was this? Who was he?