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122. Saitama’s Beast Taming and High School Memories

When the giant ape came back to his senses, Psylocke had already stepped on the body of the black snake and stared at it, just like the giant ape smashed the container where Saitama was hidden and then stepped on it. In this way, Psylocke responded to the giant ape. ape.

After learning of the death of its companion, the giant ape looked up to the sky and let out an angry roar. The movement was so great that the surface of the Hudson River outside the factory also fluctuated.

"It's a dead snake, but it's good to have you here."

Psylocke spun the long knife in her hand and slowly walked towards the giant ape, completely unafraid of its huge size.

When Psylocke stood in front of the giant ape, her height could only reach the giant ape's lower abdomen. She raised her head and looked up at the giant ape. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved. She was provoking the giant ape, trying to make the giant ape even more angry. Attack her.

So, everything was as she expected. The giant ape was indeed a hopeless beast, with no strength and no idea when to give up and when to attack.

The giant ape just raised its arms in front of Spirit Butterfly and struck them down together, without even considering whether Spirit Butterfly could dodge the blow, as if its attack was just to vent its anger.

But Psylocke just tilted slightly to the left, then jumped up on the ground, dodging the blow.

She left the smashed ground and ran upwards along the giant ape's body. Using both the long knife and the spiritual blade in her hand, she climbed over the giant ape's shoulder. The speed was so fast that the giant ape could only see an afterimage.

Then the giant ape felt that it had lost contact with one of its arms, and was replaced by indescribable severe pain. This was the first time it had suffered such serious damage after undergoing biological modification.

It tried to lift its lowered arms, but only one arm responded to its control.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The giant ape's wound was filled with blood. It screamed and pressed hard with its hands, but the blood still overflowed from the tiny gap between the palm and the broken wound.

Because of the pain, its huge body could not stand stably. It moved backward step by step, and the battle was completely erased from its heart.

When the spirit butterfly slowly walked into the eyes of the giant ape, the mournful sound stopped immediately. It was like a young animal, looking at the spirit butterfly in fear.

"It's not over yet, big guy..."

Spirit Butterfly ignored the giant ape's begging behavior and stepped on the giant ape's chest.

Thinking that it only took a few seconds for him to go from looking up at the giant ape to looking down at it, Psylocke smiled even brighter.

She raised her long sword and spiritual blade high, facing the remaining arm of the giant ape, and dropped them together.

Purple light flashed past, and when the two blades sank into the giant ape's body, the energy released raised wind pressure, blowing up the spirit butterfly's hair and floating in the air.

As the giant ape lost its last arm, it began to roll on the ground. The ground was shaking, and the movement caused by this big guy could be felt throughout the factory.

Psylocke jumped backwards, landed gently, dissipated the energy attached to his hands, and quietly watched his prey struggling in pain.

"Oh, why don't we just kill him?"

"Why are you still torturing it like this?"

At this time, a bald head suddenly appeared and walked past her, muttering some complaints.

"This guy looks like a cat..."

Spirit Butterfly didn't react for a moment, and watched helplessly as the bald man who was supposed to be dead walked up to the giant ape. Not only was he not afraid of the giant ape, he actually reached out to touch it.

Lingdie's heart trembled. After hearing what Saitama said, she suddenly felt that the giant ape's face really looked a bit like a cat.

But the next second, even if she brought her mind back, she secretly thought about how unreliable this bald man was. In the current situation, he still treats the giant ape like a cat. If you don't want to lose face, the giant ape will also want it, okay?

But that damn giant ape really looked like a cat with an expression of enjoyment on his face, rubbing his head against Saitama's hand. Psylocke really doubted whether this giant ape not only had cat genes mixed in when it underwent biological modification, but Also mixed with dogs.

"They are all man-eating monsters, and showing mercy to them is equivalent to disrespecting the dead."

"Besides, shouldn't you be the one who hates these monsters the most?"

"You were punched by it..."

Psylocke put on the most handsome pose and explained in the coldest tone, trying to help Saitama correct his distorted outlook.

But after a moment, Psylocke's eyes expanded slightly, stars flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, shit."

"What's wrong with you guy?"

"Although it's a bit rude, let me ask, how did you do it without dying?"

Psylocke secretly guessed that Saitama might be a mutant, but he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.

When Saitama didn't notice, she hid the long sword behind her and absorbed the dissipated energy.

"This guy didn't kill me at all."

"When it hit me, I was standing in the corner of the box and it didn't even touch me."

"By the way..."

Saitama explained expressionlessly how he survived. He did not stop stroking the giant ape with his hand, but with the other hand he took out a women's sports sweatshirt. The sweatshirt had been completely torn apart, and several pieces of cloth were left. Floating in the air, all thanks to Saitama when he came out of the messy container, he completely forgot that he had such a thing in his hand.

When Lingdie saw what was in Saitama's hand, her face darkened. She silently walked up to Saitama, snatched the sweater away, threw it into the Hudson River, and let it drift with the tide, never to be seen again in this life.

"Don't tell anyone you took my clothes."

"Otherwise, cut your braised egg head open and throw it to other artificial creatures as snacks."

Lingdie lowered his head and pressed his fingers on Saitama's chest. After saying these words, he took out a communicator from his waist and sent a signal to an unknown place.

"As for..."

Saitama tilted his head and complained flatly.

He suddenly remembered that in high school, the girls in the class seemed to be like this. It was a taboo among taboos for boys to touch their clothes.

Especially the transfer student named Fujita in the class. He is obviously a friendly otaku, but he is a little fatter and has a pretty face.

But when Komimi Teruhashi found her sportswear in his backpack, she called the police and had him arrested.

"Didn't Fujita help Teruhashi Summi put away her sweat-soaked sportswear..."

Saitama is still puzzled to this day, holding his chin as he continues to recall his high school days.

And just when he was still immersed in the memories of his youth, a figure had crawled out of the Hudson River, walked to Psylocke, and said something to her.

Then Psylocke pointed her index finger at Saitama with a look of disgust, and kept complaining, as if Saitama had affected her actions.

The person who was talking to her looked in the direction that Psylocke was pointing. His eyes lit up and he had an excited smile on his face.

"Saitama!"

The tall man waved his hands rapidly, trying to attract Saitama's attention.

However, when Saitama came back to his senses from his youth, he looked at this man and just said something with a dull look in his eyes.

"Who is this guy?"

"He looks like he's familiar to everyone."

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