At the same time, my wife is myself.

"So, you're stronger than Fubuki?"

Qianyuan didn't answer, but reached out and pinched her cheek, pulling her to the side. The exhausted Tatsumaki was powerless to resist.

Having synchronized with Fubuki, he understands Tatsumaki very well and knows that she is insecure because of her childhood experiences.

Originally, Tatsumaki was already quite strong, ranking second in S-class, and felt secure. However, not only did her younger sister suddenly surpass her, but she also gained Chizuru, who could help people become stronger and whose strength was above hers, which made her anxious.

She was worried that there were others more powerful than her, which made her feel very insecure.

but--

Tornado noticed that Chiyori's way of kneading her cheeks was exactly the same as Fubuki's, and her aura was also very similar.

It wasn't a scent, but an intuition brought to her by powerful telekinesis.

"Sister, do you also want to take a shortcut? Unfortunately, it's difficult. My situation was just a coincidence, and this example is hard to replicate."

As Fubuki spoke, Chiyori did not offer Tatsumaki the option of becoming her familiar as a way to become stronger. Although Fubuki wanted to see her older sister in a mess, her cold, sullen face melting like ice cream, she did not want her to be forced to do such a thing, so Chiyori would not tempt her.

"The key to becoming stronger lies in the mind; I need more samples to study the power of the mind."

Chiyuki said, "Fubuki should have told you about the plans of the Hero Association and the Monster Association, right?"

Tornado nodded: "I will be defeated and captured by you, and become the object of your power, but I will not hold back. Be careful not to be torn to pieces by my telekinesis."

"You can rest assured about that. There's no need for you to go easy on us. We're aiming for realism."

Fubuki jumped onto Chiyuki again, twisting her voluptuous body. Steam rose from her body, and her clothes clung tightly to her body without any gaps, outlining her slender figure.

She turned her head, her tone slightly alluring:

"Sister, the guest rooms are over there. Qianyuan and I have things to do. You should go and rest first."

Tornado frowned. Fubuki's tone was like she was coaxing a child. Did she really think that defeating her would make her the older sister?

She stood there motionless, wanting to see what her younger sister was up to.

Fubuki didn't stop either. The thought of her sister staring straight at her gave her a strange sense of guilt, and her emotions ran high, making her particularly excited.

Tatsumaki wasn't the only one traumatized by her childhood; Fubuki never even had a chance to catch her breath, having been shrouded in Tatsumaki's shadow for years, which has also twisted her personality.

"Hurry up, push harder!"

She was thrilled and kissed Qianyuan passionately, the pieces of her clothes falling like snowflakes, revealing her delicate, jade-like skin.

Chapter 146 Who is the Bald Cape Hero? / Do you want to mess with her?

Fubuki, what are you doing!

Tornado watched as the scene before her gradually became more and more intense, and even though she was mentally exceptional, she became somewhat uneasy.

Fubuki's usually clad figure, always hidden beneath a long black dress, was now swaying violently like a willow branch in a storm, her snow-white skin gleaming like pearls under the lights.

The sweet moans that escaped from her sister's lips stirred a strange heat within her.

It wasn't that she didn't want to leave, but Fubuki used her telekinesis to immobilize her, rendering her unable to move or speak, and she could only watch Fubuki's performance.

I was very engaged and very happy.

Chiyuki's actions were rather rough, as this was the only way to help Fubuki vent her current excitement.

The entire living room became their battlefield, leaving behind numerous traces.

"elder sister--"

Fubuki was practically clinging to Tatsumaki, her clothes soaked with sweat.

Seeing the evasive look in Tatsumaki's eyes, Fubuki smiled:

"Sister, you look quite disheveled. Are you still a little tempted?"

She had already noticed the flames rising inside Tornado's body, and her smile grew even wider. She gently stroked Tornado's adorable, flushed face, and Chiyo, who was behind her, increased the pressure after understanding her feelings.

The battle between the two lasted for three days. Because she needed to maintain contact with the people from the Monster Association, Qianyuan did not use the [Reincarnation Paradise] time-altering technique.

Qianyuan received a call from Dajiongyan, who told him that they had already opened several boxes offline from the financial groups behind the Hero Association and were ready to take action, hoping that Qianyuan would also lend a helping hand.

"It seems the time has come."

As Qianyuan withdrew, Fubuki also released her grip on Tatsumaki. Tatsumaki's legs went weak, and she was held in Qianyuan's arms, her fragrant sweat soaking into Qianyuan's body.

Fubuki smiled.

"Sister, remember to do as we agreed."

Tornado kept a straight face, nodded slightly, and remained silent.

On the other side, Sykes hung up the phone. Qian Yuan hadn't appeared for three days, and she was starting to feel uneasy. Qian Yuan's appearance was too sudden, and he was very strong. She wondered what he was planning. But after making the call, Sykes had no more doubts.

The moment the call connected, she heard a soft moan from the other end of the phone, making it clear what Qian Yuan had been doing for the past three days.

Playing around with women is normal. No matter how smart someone is, a weirdo is still a weirdo.

Now that she felt relieved, she contacted other Dragon-level monsters to prepare for action.

………………

boom! boom! boom!

A giant centipede elder is wreaking havoc in the city. Bang, the third-ranked S-class hero, tries to fight it, but the centipede elder is too big.

As a specialist in the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, he is only good at fighting people. He has no way of dealing with this kind of giant monster with a huge body and a shell harder than steel.

This situation is not unique to him. Most active S-class heroes have encountered monsters with whom they have very poor compatibility, making the fights extremely difficult. They are not only at a disadvantage but also in danger of losing their lives.

"Come protect me quickly!"

The chubby conglomerate owner is angrily rebuking the S-class hero, Tanktop Master. In the past few days, many wealthy people who provide funds to the Hero Association have noticed something is wrong and have been ordering S-class heroes to act as their bodyguards.

At this moment, Tank Top Master is struggling against the Dragon-level monster, Ugly President.

In terms of physical abilities, he was far weaker than the Ugly President and was no match for this Dragon-level monster, suffering repeated defeats at his hands.

No, I'll die.

Vest Master was absolutely certain of this: in a battle between similar ability users, the stronger one would completely overwhelm the opponent.

After kicking him away, the ugly president approached the fat, greasy businessman, who shouted:

"Come protect me! You useless piece of trash! I spend so much money on you every year, and you can't even guarantee my safety?!"

The Vest-wearing Venerable struggled to pry himself out of the broken wall, covered in blood, and was so humiliated by the wealthy businessman that he couldn't lift his head.

The ugly president mocked:

"Is this what an S-class hero is? That's hilarious. You look like a dog."

The Vest-Top Venerable clenched and unclenched his fists, a surge of anger rising within him. He felt that being a S-hero was truly meaningless. He suddenly lunged at the Ugly President:

"I won't let you succeed!"

The Ugly President sneered, grabbing his head in one hand. The muscular, vest-wearing Venerable looked like a frail child in his presence.

"Then I'll kill you, and then kill him!"

A powerful telekinetic force descended from the sky, crushing the ugly president's arm and saving the Tank Top Venerable.

Tornado floated in the air, coldly looking down at the ugly president, venting all the anger she had suffered at Fubuki's hands and the resentment she had accumulated from being forced to have three days of in-depth exchanges with him.

Before the ugly president could even speak, he was grabbed by the tornado's telekinetic power and crushed into a cloud of blood mist.

The wealthy businessman and the Vest-Top Venerable wanted to say something, but Tornado ignored them and flew away to the next disaster site.

The wealthy businessman and the Vest Venerable both breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that even a Dragon-level monster is still too weak; its strength is not worthy of being studied."

A chilling voice came, making the Vest Venerable on alert. He looked at the suddenly appearing Qian Yuan, with its dragon horns and tail, clearly not human.

The Vest Venerable stared intently at Qian Yuan. The aura that Qian Yuan exuded was even stronger than that of the Ugly President. Just looking at him made one break out in a cold sweat.

"Oh, it's you."

Qianyuan held the information collected by Sykes, which recorded the various crimes of the wealthy businessman in front of her.

Before the wealthy businessman could even speak, his head was smashed by Qian Yuan, while the Vest Venerable didn't even have time to react.

He casually tossed the wealthy businessman's information onto the ground and then disappeared.

The Vest-Top Venerable collapsed to the ground, and it took him a while to feel his strength return. Trembling, he picked up the documents that Qian Yuan had thrown down, and his eyes widened when he saw the contents.

Not long after, the Hero Association headquarters held an emergency meeting.

"Our association's investors have almost all been killed!"

Qianyuan's face was projected onto the big screen.

"Most of the S-class heroes successfully protected them, especially Tatsumaki, who killed many Dragon-level monsters that were chasing the investors. But this monster that suddenly appeared was always following behind, killing our investors."

"Other S-class heroes can't even get a touch of his clothes, but he deliberately avoids meeting Tatsumaki."

"More importantly—"

The Hero Association's higher-ups pulled out a stack of documents.

"Every time he killed someone, he would throw out something like this to shake people's morale."

That was evidence of the financiers' crimes: capturing weak, strange, and ordinary people and using them for human experimentation.

In order to reduce costs, they produced and sold toxic products, and killed the whistleblower after someone noticed and reported it.

The harsh factory environment caused workers to contract incurable serious illnesses, leading to their deaths.

When their workers die suddenly due to excessive working hours, they sue their families, demanding compensation for the economic losses caused by the workers' deaths and project delays, which led to the families' ruin.

The incidents were shocking, and the Hero Association's higher-ups were furious.

"So what if a few lowly commoners died! They funded the creation of the Hero Association and protected countless people!"

"Exactly, those people's lives were owed to them anyway, so what's wrong with taking them back?"

"If you're going to kill someone, then kill them. Why post it online? Now look what's happened! Some of those brainless, bandit-following bastards are actually cheering for this weirdo. Those guys must be spies planted by him! They're traitors!"

"Even some of the heroes in our association are wavering."

The Hero Association's higher-ups said, "This won't do. It seems the heroes need some training and improvement to prevent them from wavering over such trivial matters."

In the conference room, the heroes guarding the higher-ups felt that what the higher-ups said was a bit excessive, but that strange man went even further. Even if the investors were to be tried, it should be left to the law. How could he resort to murder?

A weirdo is a weirdo.

"Oh no."

The door opened, and a middle manager rushed in, looking panicked.

"Fubuki is leaving the Hero Association to create a new one!"

The higher-ups were shocked and asked one after another, "Who is Fubuki?"

"...It's Tatsumaki's younger sister, Tatsumaki, ranked second in S-class!"

The middle-level manager said, "Tornado is also leaving our association to join her sister's association."

The higher-ups slammed their fists on the table: "Damn it! We can't let the invincible Tatsumaki leave at this time! If she leaves, who will fight the monsters? Who will protect us!"

"Exactly! This tornado is so heartless! She shouldn't be second; she should be last!"

"It's time to move King up the rankings. Isn't he the strongest man on Earth? Contact him and tell him that if he's willing to come and protect us, he can be the new second strongest."

"besides."

The middle-level manager said, "Bald Cape Man is also leaving the Hero Association."

The higher-ups frowned: "Who is that? I don't think there's anyone like that in the S-class."

The middle-level manager said, "He seems to have a good relationship with the S-class 14th ranked cyborg. The cyborg left the Hero Association with him and joined Fubuki's new Hero Association."

"Only 14 people, no big problem."

The higher-ups didn't care. Genos wasn't very active, and they didn't think much of heroes, so they didn't really remember him.

"The most crucial thing right now is this strange guy."

Their gazes fell on Qianyuan's face on the big screen, and they exclaimed: