Chapter 95 Leave the Mosquito Issue to Me

"Hey Shazam, are what these guys said true?" Saitama sat on the side and listened with some curiosity. People on TV described Shazam as heinous, but he felt that Shazam should not be such a person.

"Do you think it's true?" Leto looked at Saitama at this time.

Saitama answered directly: "It's probably not true."

"Your intuition is right. This is indeed not true. They are making things up." Leto raised his glass and clinked it with Saitama, and the two drank it down.

"Are all heroes today like this?" Saitama suddenly became confused. Although he was a hero driven by interest, in his heart, heroes were full of justice.

And how can a person who belittles a hero and makes false accusations be a hero?

"It can only be said that these heroes are only a small part, but it does not mean that most heroes are like this. There are still more good people in this world." Leto gave an affirmative answer.

"Okay." Saitama smiled and picked up the vegetables and started eating hot pot.

The vegetables in the hot pot are now almost cooked and ready to be started.

The news content on the TV also ended after the interview with the tiger in the vest.

Leto's cell phone also rang at this time, and the call came from an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, who's there?"

"You are Electric Shazam, you are a shameless thing, you are not worthy of being a hero!"

"Sand sculpture!"

Leto cursed and hung up the phone. Not long after, another call came in.

"Hey, who's there?"

"You're just a bastard, you don't deserve to be a hero, go to hell!"

"Did you not eat shit this morning?"

Leto hung up the phone again, and then the phone rang again, so Leto simply turned off the phone.

As you can imagine, his phone number was leaked, and then the so-called angry youths and good citizens started bombarding him with phone calls.

As long as people see this news during this time period, most people will be disgusted with him, right?

All over the city right now.

In the Atomic Warrior's residence, he leaned against the wooden wall, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea in his hand, and smiled after watching the news channel.

Next to him, a blond man wearing silver armor shifted his gaze from the TV. He looked at Atomic Samurai and said: "Teacher, this newcomer has such strength, why does he always attack his own people? Doesn't the association care? ?"

"Haha, Iai, what you see is just the appearance. I have nothing to say about Smiling Superman's usual conscientiousness. As for his personality, there should be nothing wrong with him, but I don't like to see that tiger in the vest."

Atomic Samurai took a sip of tea and put down the cup: "I've met Electric Shazam twice. How can I say this guy? He's a bit arrogant, but he has some strength. But as a newcomer, he's too out of the ordinary. In addition, King is him. It’s very troublesome for the association to manage it.”

"Is Mr. King his backer?" the blond man said strangely, "As far as I know, Mr. King doesn't seem to have many friends. How could he be so close to this Electric Shazam?"

"This is not something you and I can guess. It's better not to offend King. In short, just treat this matter as a joke."

The Atomic Warrior stood up, picked up the sword leaning against the wall and walked out the door.

"Teacher, where are you going?" the blond man asked.

"Go for a walk." Atomic Warrior waved his hand, indicating not to follow.

But at this moment, in another city, the Venerable Master in the vest was shirtless, and the muscles all over his body were as clear and obvious as knife carvings.

He also read the news just now, and his idea was that he must fight back when his little brothers were taken care of by Shazam.

It is absolutely unacceptable for a newcomer to be so arrogant.

And he already knows who Electric Shazam is. The guy who punched him a few days ago seems to be from King.

King Vest will not mess with him, at least not now, but this new guy, Electric Shazam, needs to be taught a lesson.

After this news broadcast, S-level, A-level, B-level, C-level heroes all knew the character of Electric Shazam to some extent.

In everyone's mind, Electric Shazam is a thorn in the side of heroes, an anomaly among heroes, and is not favored by many heroes.

But that's not all. Some heroes still agree with Shazam's approach, at least admitting that Shazam's strength is the top among newcomers.

There were also people who didn't like the tiger in the vest, but they were happy to see Shazam beat him up.

The complimentary and derogatory meanings were interpreted to the extreme in these few hours. People kept calling Leto, but Leto had turned off his phone.

At this moment, Saitama and I drank a bottle of white wine, and each of us drank half a pound of it.

"Brother Saitama, to be honest, I don't really want you to be a hero." Leto said suddenly after finishing the glass of wine.

Saitama's face turned a little red, and he blinked and looked at Leto: "Why?"

"Haha, the heroes in this world fight openly and secretly, and will do whatever it takes to climb up. Morals and morals will of course disappear in the face of interests. And for a hero like you who wants to be a hero out of interest, it is inappropriate."

Leto continued: "I am willing to be the villain for you and bear the cynicism of these guys, haha, I don't care anyway."

Saitama sat there and looked at Leto, with no emotion in his eyes. After a few seconds, he suddenly raised his glass: "This is a toast to you."

"Haha, I can't afford it, Mr. Saitama." Leto smiled and raised his glass as well, clinking glasses and drinking it all.

"What a bullshit hero, what a bullshit weirdo, come on, come on!"

"No matter who it is, I'll take it!"

Leto suddenly yelled loudly, and Saitama stood up and continued to get wine: "It seems you haven't drunk enough."

"Enough, enough, brother Saitama, drinking more will delay things." Leto was shocked, Saitama drank without counting.

"You don't have anything to do anyway, what's wrong with drinking a little?" Saitama said with a straight face.

"Okay, drink it." Leto didn't resist.

After Saitama got the wine, he sat down, poured a glass for Leto, and poured a glass for himself.

The TV was still playing, and suddenly the picture jumped to a village, and the camera swept through the rooms in the village.

On the bed, on the floor, at the door, there were all mummies. Although the dead were blurred on the camera, everyone could see that they died miserably.

"They've already taken action?" Leto looked at the news in shock. He knew that the Mosquito Girl might appear soon, but he didn't know that she had already swept the village.

This signal means that the Mosquito Girl will soon come to City Z.

"Ah, so many people died." Saitama was shocked and his eyes became sharp.

"Brother Saitama!" Leto shouted hurriedly. Saitama's eyes meant that he was serious. He must not let Saitama take action.

"What's wrong?" Saitama looked at Leto.

"Leave the mosquito thing to me, you can deal with the one in your home." Leto said immediately.

"That was obviously done by a weirdo, can you do it?" Saitama didn't quite believe in Leto's strength.

"I can do it. Didn't you see those heroes on TV being beaten into the hospital by me? What's wrong with that?" Leto laughed.

"So, what they said in the news is true?" Saitama opened his eyes wide.

"What's true? What they said in the news was false, but it's true that I beat them into the hospital." Leto blushed.