One Punch of Justice

A group of people looked affirmative.

On the contrary, Saitama was a little baffled, and waved his hands again and again: "Ah...I'm not..."

"It's not wrong, it must be you, boss!"

Paula kept adding evidence in her mind without authorization, and said in a seemingly orderly manner: "First of all, Miss is alone all Sunday except with the boss, but you showed up with her tonight, This is the strongest evidence!"

"So..."

Mr.4 next to him seemed to have suddenly figured it out: "Mr. Saitama is not like a new agent at all. On the contrary, Miss takes good care of you all Sunday and puts you first! Except for the boss, there should be no one who can make her think like this." Treated with that attitude?"

Saitama continued to deny with blank eyes: "I'm not, I didn't..."

At this time, Mr.1 Daz suddenly said: "It is also very strong, worthy of 0's strength."

Saitama scratched his head in trouble and said, "I told you I'm not..."

Feng Kelei laughed and patted the table while raising his hand and shouted: "And it was very natural to issue an order to us just now... Said it was disbanded, don't~ just kidding, boss!"

...

"Okay, I'm the boss."

After all kinds of explanations were useless, Saitama finally gave up on himself and said with squinted eyes: "Then will you listen to my next instruction?"

A group of agents nodded without doubt: "Of course, boss!"

"Baroque studio disbanded."

Saitama stood up, turned around and said, "Then...try to be a good person in the future, everyone." After all, Saitama strode out of the rain banquet regardless of the agents behind him, looking up at the moon on the street.

What a bunch of weirdos...

It's the first time I've seen someone rushing to recognize someone else as the boss...

...

under the same night sky

The real boss of the Baroque studio, Crocodile, was lying in the desert far away from the Rain Banquet, bloody and mutilated, twitching all over his body.

That bald headed strong...

Far beyond my imagination!

With such a strong navy, why is it just a major general?

"Ahem..."

Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Crocodile smiled weakly and miserably: "It's really... ugly... How could I lose so badly..."

"Since I choose to become a pirate, no matter who kills me, I should have no regrets."

Moonlight falls.

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the originally dead desert.

"On the sea, life and death are up to you."

A shadow came from a distance, covering the moonlight in front of Crocodile: "I remember that pirates should like to say this sentence most to show their status as outlaws, right... One—Crocodile?"

"who!?"

Crocodile had a gloomy face, thinking something was wrong in his heart.

He had just been seriously injured by that bald-headed demon king, and this guy who appeared suddenly was obviously not a good person.

You have to find a way to kill him unexpectedly...

"Hmph...don't waste your time, Crocodile..."

The man seemed to have seen through Crocodile's mind, and said with a sneer, "Even if you are not injured, you are not my opponent, and now you are just a dying person, don't you still have unrealistic fantasies?"

Through the moonlight, Crocodile finally saw the man's face clearly.

He wears a weird mask, suit and leather shoes.

If it was someone else, they would definitely not be able to recognize them, because they are hidden in the dark, and their reputation is not known above the sea—the strongest shield of the Celestial Dragon CP0!

But Crocodile was once received by the world government, and he knew the details of these guys very well!

"Asshole..."

Crocodile's breathing began to become heavy: "It's actually... the lackey of the Tianlong people... Is it because I attacked Alabasta that the Tianlong people sent you to kill me!?"

"Hehe, it's not such a naive reason, sand crocodile."

The man squatted down and wiped off the blood stains on Crocodile's face with his hand. His pale mask looked like a ecstatic demon: "Although theoretically speaking, the king of this country can indeed be regarded as a Celestial Dragon, but those who refuse to move into the Holy Land 'Wild species' are not within the scope of our protection..."

"I have a few questions for you, Sandcrocodile."

The man tilted his head: "You have been entrenched in Alabasta for a long time... You don't seem like a guy who keeps his own way... It just so happens that we also got some news recently, tell me..."

"You're looking for an ancient weapon—'Pluto', right?"

The secret plan that has been hidden in the heart has been revealed in one sentence, and Crocodile's shock at this time can be imagined.

This was a plan that only he and Robin knew about!

Why did these bastards from CP0 get wind of it?

Robin's hometown and all her relatives were destroyed by the world government. There is no way she would inform these bastards!

"Looking at your expression, I should have guessed it right..."

The face under the man's mask smiled obviously, and then asked a question that made Crocodile inexplicable: "The navy called 'Saitama' who was originally stationed in Rogue Town has come to this country... Were you seriously injured by him?"

Crocodile gritted his teeth and spat: "Why do you ask this... Are the Tianlong people also interested in the struggle between the navy and the pirates!?"

"Who cares about such boring things."

The man shrugged, and the mask was full of indifference: "I was just ordered to take the head of 'Saitama'. Before the assassination, I was so lucky to meet you, Crocodile..."

What! ?

The lackey of the world government... actually wants to assassinate the navy?

Aren't they a gang?

whispering sound……

I thought only pirates would kill each other!

These people are more vicious than pirates.

Crocodile secretly spat on the filth and filth of political struggle, with a sullen face: "Of course you are happy if you want to die."

"Of course I know he's strong..."

The man stood up, took out a cane from there and put it on Crocodile's head: "Otherwise, he is not qualified to be called the secret treasure of justice, nor is he qualified to bother me to kill him personally..."

Crocodile felt the breath of death spreading in horror, struggling to get up and resist.

But he was injured too badly, he only moved a little, and his whole body was in pain like tearing.

"Stop struggling, Crocodile."

The man raised the corners of his mouth, and raised the top of his cane slightly: "Seeing your miserable situation, I probably understand that his strength should not be underestimated, and we need to prepare more 'strength'..."

"By the way, let me tell you some good news at the end."

Under the moonlight, the cold light in the man's eyes flashed away: "The ones who sent me here were not those bastards who were kept in captivity in the Holy Land... under the orders of Lord Wulaoxing, to assassinate the secret treasure of justice, and the Shaman who vainly tried to spy on ancient weapons... Crocodile……"

"Crocodile!"

When the voice fell, Crocodile's head had been stabbed with the cane pointing at the gun.

Blood flowed profusely, and there was no more sound.