"Uncle, I won't lend it to you, but…"
"We can look at it together."
As the watermelon-headed child spoke, he continued reading the guidebook in his hands with great interest.
At this moment, he had no idea how shocking those words were to Garou.
Look at it together.
After hearing that, Garou froze slightly.
In the past, no matter where he went, he had always made others flee in terror. And yet today, someone had actually—
After a moment, he came back to his senses. Folding his arms behind his head, he sat down on the bench with interest and asked,
"Kid, aren't you afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid, because you're the first person willing to play with me."
"Huh? You don't have friends or anything?"
"My friends only know how to bully me. They don't know how to tell the difference between good and bad."
Hearing this, Garou seemed to recall his own childhood.
Back then, no one had been willing to play with him either. And they had always forced him to play the villain, while those who played the righteous heroes punched and kicked him.
It seemed that no matter what era it was, there would always be someone treated as an outsider.
After that, Garou shook his head, using the motion to throw away the complicated emotions in his mind. Then he gently rubbed the child's watermelon-shaped head and said,
"Kid, the sun's about to set. Hurry home."
The child smiled brightly and said nothing.
Garou rubbed the child's head again, then turned and left.
Night.
On a quiet path.
The child raised his head and asked in surprise, "Uncle, are you a hero too?"
"Hey, green-haired kid, are you a hero?"
Hearing Garou's question, the man before him straightened his back and proudly replied,
"That's right. I am C-Class Rank 1, Mumen Rider!"
"It's already so late. Why are you stopping me?"
"Me? I'm here to hunt you. In order to become a complete monster, and to prove that villains can also obtain victory!"
Garou smiled.
He gave a provocative wave of his hand.
A sudden sound came from behind.
Looking back, he saw a group of men dressed in all kinds of outfits swaggering toward them.
After saying that, he cracked his neck, looking ready to make a move.
But at that moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Garou, interrupting his attempt to launch a surprise attack.
The leader of the group asked his companions beside him with an arrogant expression,
"You sure you didn't get it wrong? This time, we're taking back everything we suffered before, principal and interest!"
Before the leader could finish speaking, Garou struck first, punching him directly in the face and sending him crashing to the ground, unconscious on the spot.
"This time, everyone attack together. Don't hold back!"
"Looks like the beating I gave you last time wasn't heavy enough. I was kind enough to leave you alive, and now you've come back to die again?"
"You even brought someone with you."
As he spoke, Garou stomped the ground and charged straight toward the man wearing a tank top.
But the expected slaughter did not arrive. Instead, Garou was sent rolling backward through the air.
What was going on?
The man stood there calmly, looking at Garou. His expression did not change in the slightest. Then he spoke in a neither servile nor arrogant tone.
Garou retreated several steps in succession. After finally managing to steady himself, he touched his face, only to find that one side had already swollen.
When he raised his head to look again, at some point, a man with a buzz cut and a black tank top had appeared opposite him.
"Did you hurt my little brothers?"
On the other side, after Garou looked carefully at this person, his expression immediately became excited.
S-Class!
Tanktop Master!
He had originally only wanted to find two people to beat up tonight, yet he had unexpectedly hooked a big fish directly.
If he defeated an S-Class hero too, then wouldn't he be one step closer to becoming the strongest?
Good.
Tanktop Master also looked at Garou with a strange expression. He deeply suspected that Garou might share some similar twisted interests with Puri-Puri Prisoner.
In the next moment, Tanktop Master could no longer endure Garou's gaze. After sucking in a breath, veins bulged across his forehead, and his muscles swelled by more than double.
With one punch, he smashed the ground.
The concrete pavement beneath him shattered in every direction, comparable to a small earthquake of magnitude six or seven.
Before Garou could steady himself, Tanktop Master launched another attack.
He crossed both arms in front of his chest, then kicked off the ground and rushed toward Garou at incredible speed. The scene was simply like a high-speed train charging straight at him.
For a moment, Garou had never seen such an attack method before. On the spot, he was rammed by Tanktop Master and sent flying into the air.
Watching Garou spin continuously through the air like a top, the little brothers on Tanktop Master's side immediately became excited.
"Hey, that's Big Brother's Tanktop Tackle! He once used that move to defeat who knows how many Dragon-level monsters!"
"Exactly! Looks like this kid is definitely finished now, hahaha!"
"Big Brother is Big Brother! Still so strong! Big Brother is mighty!"
"Wait… something seems wrong. That guy doesn't look injured at all."
They saw that after Garou completed countless spinning rotations in the air, just as he was about to hit the ground, he relied on his powerful ability to forcibly twist his body. Then, with a beautiful motion, he landed steadily on the ground. There was not the slightest injury on him.
This scene left the many little brothers stunned, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
"Ah? How is that possible?"
As the saying goes, amateurs watch the excitement while experts watch the technique.
At this moment, Tanktop Master clearly saw that Garou had spun in the air to disperse the force of the collision. By the time he was about to land, he had already completely removed all of that impact.
Only a true expert could do something like this.
At the same time, it made Tanktop Master take him seriously.
The moment Garou landed, he immediately charged toward Tanktop Master, intending to strike first and seize the initiative.
But Tanktop Master's battle experience was not something ordinary people could compare with. Not only did he not retreat, he also rushed forward quickly, accelerating to shorten the distance between them. Then, with a heavy and powerful punch, he once again struck Garou in the face.
With a loud bang, this time, the hit landed solidly.
The immense force forced Garou's head to tilt backward uncontrollably, and his body rolled across the ground several times before finally stopping.
After struggling to stabilize himself, the moment Garou stopped, he spat out a large mouthful of blood. From this, it could be seen that the previous blow had caused him no small amount of damage.
But Tanktop Master had no intention of letting him off just like that.
He wanted to take Garou's life.
The reason Tanktop Master did this was that he had sensed the invisible pressure coming from Garou. In his heart, he vaguely felt that if he could not completely defeat Garou here, then this man would grow into an extremely terrifying enemy in the future.
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