SETW C6 Saitama's infuriated

Videl was utterly shocked to find the bald man, dressed in a driver's uniform, standing in front of her as if he had shielded her from the bullet.

"Mister!" she exclaimed in a mixture of worry and surprise, fearing that Saitama had taken a bullet for her.

Meanwhile, the thugs directed their attention toward Saitama, who had seemingly appeared out of thin air.

"Hey, hey! The bald freak got shot!" the blonde thug taunted, a mocking tone in his voice.

"Get the keys from him! We need to open the back of the truck!" the burly man urged, his focus on their criminal mission.

"What about the girl?" another thug asked casually, as they all shifted their gaze toward Videl.

"Is that even a question? We'll take her and have our way with her!" the burly man chuckled maliciously.

The women accompanying them seemed to envy Videl's perceived luck as they let out derisive snorts.

The thugs continued their conversation, completely disregarding the fact that Saitama was still standing, looking at them with indifference.

"Haha! Look at this! Unlike in the movies, when someone gets shot, they don't just drop like that! It's always baffled me how those directors never quite got it right," the blonde thug exclaimed, chuckling as he observed Saitama still on his feet. He then taunted, "Hey, bald freak, you've been shot! Why don't you follow the script and take a tumble already? Hehe."

"That's right. Let's all enjoy ourselves with the girl you saved," the other thug chuckled, glancing at his accomplices.

Surprisingly, these thugs seemed to be fluent in Yapanese, conversing among themselves in the language.

"Scum!" Videl clenched her teeth and was about to stand up when she noticed Saitama's expression from the corner of her eye.

One of the thugs was about to approach Saitama when they all noticed the veins bulging on his bald head, making the thug halt in his tracks, much to the gang's surprise.

Saitama raised his hand high and released his grip on something. When he opened his palm, a crushed bullet dropped to the ground.

Videl, who witnessed this, was visibly shocked. The thugs, too, couldn't believe their eyes as they realized that Saitama had actually taken the bullet.

"All of you had to disturb me in the middle of my job..." Saitama's expression grew serious as he muttered audibly.

The thugs became apprehensive and exchanged nervous glances with the strange Saitama.

"Shoot him, guys! I'm pretty sure he can't catch all the bullets!" the burly guy shouted in panic.

"Let's do it!" the blonde thug nodded, and all the thugs and women aimed their guns at Saitama, preparing to fire.

"Watch out!" Videl shouted, her eyes filled with worry, as she quickly ducked down to avoid the impending gunfire.

*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*

Gunshots rang out as the firearms rapidly discharged rounds at Saitama, who casually snatched the bullets from the air with a blur of his hands. His movements were so fast that they couldn't be seen by the naked eye.

In reality, Saitama didn't need to catch the bullets, but he did so to shield Videl from getting shot.

*Bang!*

The final gunshot echoed as the bewildered thugs looked on at the still-standing Saitama in disbelief.

Videl cautiously opened her eyes and was astonished to see that Saitama stood there seemingly unharmed.

"Now, you've thoroughly infuriated me..." Saitama muttered through clenched teeth. He released the bullets from his palms, causing the thugs to finally feel genuine fear.

"He's a monster!!!" one of the thugs exclaimed, and the women with them let out panicked shrieks.

"Kya! Let's get out of here!" one of the women cried out. She dropped her gun and quickly slid into the driver's seat of the sports car. The other women followed suit, leaving the dumbfounded men behind as the woman sped away.

"She's getting away!" Videl exclaimed with concern as the sports car quickly vanished into the distance.

The thugs only noticed it now, and they nervously gulped upon seeing the bulging veins on Saitama's bald head. In a hurry, they piled into their own sports car, and since the other car had been taken by the women, the five men squeezed together into the vehicle and attempted to drive away.

"Do you really think you can escape?" Saitama chuckled menacingly through gritted teeth, his expression so menacing that even Videl felt a shiver down her spine.

The thugs hastily drove off, and their sports car sped down the road. However, Saitama effortlessly pursued them.

From Videl's perspective, it seemed as if Saitama had vanished into thin air.

The two sports cars, one with the women and the other with the thugs, raced away at breakneck speed, paying no heed to any other vehicles in their path.

However, Saitama didn't let them escape. He swiftly caught up with the men's sports car and brought it to a halt with a single hand.

The thugs' eyes widened in sheer astonishment as Saitama seemingly materialized before them.

"Monster!!!"

"Bald freak!!!"

Saitama offered a tight-lipped smile as he nonchalantly punched the sports car's window, causing the thugs to faint in sheer panic.

Biting his lower lip, Saitama turned his attention to the sports car containing the women, which was still in motion. He acted swiftly and effortlessly brought their car to a stop with one hand.

"Kya!!!"

"Leave us alone!!!" the women cried out.

Saitama simply tossed their car toward the location where the thugs' sports car was situated.

The car soared through the air, and Saitama seemed to have precise control over his strength as the vehicle gently landed, colliding with the men's sports car. This impact didn't cause significant harm, but it did render both the thugs and the women unconscious.

Saitama brushed off his driver's uniform, clearing away the dust.

Meanwhile, Videl, watching from a distance, gazed upon the scene with admiration in her eyes.

"He's probably just second to my dad in terms of strength!" she thought with excitement.