The nightgown rolled up to the waist during the spasm, revealing a large and exciting view.
Dark-eyed Sykes did not just keep pressing the button, but instead controlled the intensity and duration of the current just right.
Whenever they recovered and wanted to curse, Dark-eyed Sykes would press the button again with a wicked smile.
“You… this… ah!!!”
"I...must...ahhhh..."
This kind of ecstatic torture made the two proud scientists collapse completely, and their tears mixed with saliva wet the carpet.
Di Yu did not pay much attention to the "sisterly love" behind her, but instead penetrated the rock strata and headed towards the giant cave a hundred meters above.
There, he "saw" an interesting picture -
The originally magnificent underground space has now turned into a purgatory.
The stalactites on the dome were melted by the high temperature, and red magma dripped from the fractures.
The ground was covered with twisted and deformed pieces of meat, each covered with black burn marks, with wisps of green smoke rising from the edges.
These remains can be vaguely identified as having once been parts of countless ferocious giant snakes. They are the remains left after the Monster King Orochi was blasted to pieces.
In the center of the cave, there lay a charred figure, and next to him stood a bald man in yellow tights.
It’s Garou and Saitama!
Apparently, the monster king Orochi, whom Psykes regarded as his strongest trump card, was killed instantly with one punch by Saitama who accidentally ran here after wandering around.
"It's so miserable..." Di Yi couldn't help but shook his head.
At this time, Saitama was squatting beside Garou, looking at him with his signature dead fish eyes.
After seven near-death experiences and seven nirvanas, Garou is now on the verge of becoming a monster. However, based on his simple identification criteria, Saitama still determines that Garou is a human.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
He reached out and patted the wolf's charred cheek, his movement as casual as if he was patting a watermelon to see if it was ripe.
The hungry wolf opened his bloodshot eyes with difficulty, and what came into view was the shiny boiled egg head.
"Who are you?!"
Just three minutes ago, he was still fighting a desperate battle with the terrifying being who called himself "Monster King".
Every attack from the opponent shattered all his bones, but the opponent deliberately left him with a breath, enjoying the pleasure of killing him like a cat playing with a mouse.
Just when he was about to collapse completely, this bald man suddenly fell from the sky.
After that, there will be no more.
The monster that had cornered him was blown to pieces by the bald man like a tomato run over by a truck.
"Me?" Saitama scratched his head. "I'm just a hero passing by. Seeing you lying here, I thought you were dead."
"Hero?! Are you kidding me!" Garou burst out with strength from nowhere, jumped up, and roared: "Do you know who I am? I am a human monster who specializes in hunting heroes!"
"Ah?" Saitama looked confused.
Garou assumed the starting stance for the Flowing Rock Crushing Fist, emitting a dangerous aura. "Listen carefully. I, Garou, am going to hunt you!"
Saitama blinked and suddenly felt a little bored.
"Ah? So you want to play the game of heroes fighting monsters?" He waved his hand and turned away. "I don't have time to play with you. I have to go find King."
"Stop!" The hungry wolf took a step forward angrily, and the rock under his feet cracked.
Under the stimulation of extreme anger and humiliation, the charred shell on his body completely cracked, revealing the body covered with dark red lines underneath.
That was a sign that he was about to become a monster.
"Tell me your name! I, Hungry Wolf, will not kill nameless people!"
Saitama stopped and turned back with a helpless expression: "Bald Cape Man...are you really okay? You look like a burnt chicken?"
“Die!!!”
The hungry wolf roared, and its figure suddenly became blurred.
He performed the Whirlwind Iron Fist with one hand and the Flowing Rock Shattering Fist with the other, and they combined perfectly to form the incredibly powerful Cross-Tooth Dragon Killing Fist, which accompanied a sonic boom and hit Saitama in the face.
This strike contained all the strength he had accumulated from seven times of being on the verge of death. Wherever the fist passed, twisted ripples even appeared in the air.
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