One Punch Man Sucks Novelas e Histórias

he adds gruffly. And without warning, he slams a punch into my gut that vibrates through my entire body like an earthquake. What the hell? How can a human be this strong? As he motions to strike again, I grab his arm and twist it with a vicious torque. I throw my own punch, but he surprisingly sees through my quick reflexes and catches my fist, twisting it too.

Does she want to die just because of a purse? I pick up the guy from on top of her and just punch him hard on the stomach? He falls off the floor and clutches his stomach as he groans in pain. The other one charges up to me in full force, but he is met by my hard blow on his nose. He doesn’t even wait, he just runs in the opposite direction screaming. The first one is just left on the floor crying.

It was a classic counterattack he often used, one that never failed to crush his enemies. ​Thud! ​A seemingly slow punch, packing catastrophic internal damage, landed squarely in Iron Hand's stomach. ​Iron Hand instantly vomited blood. His eyes bulged and his mouth gaped open from the sheer, agonizing pain tearing through his body. His massive frame immediately crumpled, crashing heavily onto the asphalt. ​Iron Hand's subordinates watching from the sidelines stared in wide-eyed horror. None of them could believe that their seemingly invincible boss had been defeated so effortlessly by a young man who didn't even look like a martial arts master.

He pointing on Joshua vehemently The man didn’t hesitate to rushed over on Joshua and his fist ready to smashed him but Joshua has no time to him so he resist him with punched. “Argh!” The man was stupefied and he feel that his hands and his arms is like smouldering . He looked at to Joshua tremendously and his trepidation, he pissed off to his pants. “Next time, don’t so be quick to believe What you hear because lies spread faster than the truth!” Bang! He give him another blow of punched, the man fell to the ground and vomit a mouthful of blood. He feel that his internal parts of the body were exploded because the impact of Joshua’s punched was powerful as 100 kilogram of steel.

"That's amazing, Mr. Frankton! You're so close to the wall, but you punched it away anyway. It goes to show how strong you are!" Frank smiled, perfectly composed. "It's called a one-inch punch. It'd be weaker if there's more distance."

And in an instant, I saw blood dripping from it. My eyes grew big and my lips part a little. I was speechless. I tried to look at the man but his face was looking to that boy. “Tsk, why do I always need to see your shocked reaction?” the man hissed. He put down his arms and slowly turned his face to me. “Hello, Ms. One punch girl. I got that nickname when you left a strong punch before walking out the hospital,” he said with playful grin. ---

The man continued . “Dirty trick?” I scoffed as I looked at the man. “Now I know why you can never become a superior. Scared and definitely feeling inferior. But there you go, feeling dominant over a lady but can't even face your fellow man.” I chuckled softly in a mocking manner and the man had punched me so hard as blood rolled from my nose and mouth as well. “You all are just weaklings and nothing more.” I scoffed as I staggered back on my feet this time around.

the silver-toothed one shouts, charging at him. But Mr. Chane moves faster. He dodges his punch and kicks him hard in the back. The man falls flat. Mr. Chane grabs him and starts punching his face again and again. “Don’t—” Punch! “Ever—” Punch! “Touch a woman—” Punch! “Forcefully—” Punch! “Without her consent!” Punch! The man collapses, his head lolling to the side of the road, but he's not dead. He attempts to keep his bloodied eyes open, but fails as he continues to spit out blood. Mr. Chane pushes him aside.

(Nikita's P.O.V.) "Don't hesitate. PUNCH!" "B—But..." "One more 'but' from you, and I'll find a new partner to pair with." My threat made Manuel put his hands into position. He threw a punch. I swiftly dodge his attack, locking his hand in my arm, and using my kick to limp his leg. He collapsed on the ground, knees first. I hurriedly moved my hand to his head. "A—Arghh!" he whimpered.

However, Ethan merely smiled contemptuously and raised his hand. Boom! The man’s punch was blocked by Ethan, who caught his fist firmly. After that, he laughed lightly and said, “Too weak!” The man in combat uniform was completely shocked! That was because his punch was not ordinary. It contained at least 300 to 400 kilograms of force! However, such an explosive punch was still blocked by the man in front of him! The next second, the corners of Ethan’s mouth curled up as he exerted a little force in his hand.