Chapter 120: I Don't Kill Nobodies (Part 2)
"Everyone, run quickly!"
"Quickly inform the Hero Association, a Monster has appeared in Z-City!"
Wu Jian walked on the street, pondering how to ask someone for directions. Suddenly, the people on the street screamed in panic and frantically fled like a tide. In an instant, the bustling street became deserted.
"Wa ha ha! You damned humans, didn't you look down on me before? You called me a code monkey, called me a shut-in, called me useless. Hmph hmph, the wheel of fortune turns, and it's finally my turn to oppress you!"
Inside an office building on the street with a sign that read "Microsoft Technology Company," a "Computer Person" burst out. The Computer Person's four limbs were slender and pitch-black like a stick figure, composed of four wires and network cables. Its head was a computer, its five senses were all within the computer, and its voice was also a synthesized electronic sound.
"Urgent evacuation notice, urgent evacuation notice! A Monster—the Computer Person—has appeared on Chaoyang Street in Z-City. Its threat level is Tiger. Nearby residents, please evacuate as quickly as possible."
"Repeat, urgent evacuation notice, urgent evacuation notice! A Monster—the Computer Person—has appeared on Chaoyang Street in Z-City. Its threat level is Tiger. Nearby residents, please evacuate as quickly as possible."
A moment later, Z-City's central monster alarm system predictably began to sound, transmitting a warning about the Computer Person's appearance.
"Huh, there's still one person who hasn't run away." The Computer Person strolled through the empty street and suddenly discovered Wu Jian, who was also strolling. It stopped in front of Wu Jian, stood with hands on hips, pointing at him, and said arrogantly: "Hey, human, I was originally a programmer. Because of your wicked nature, I transformed into a Computer Person. I will kill all you bad people and return a clean world!"
Wu Jian frowned slightly. "Scram, I don't kill nobodies." After saying that, he turned to walk around the Computer Person and leave.
"Look down on me? Ignore me? You people, you just don't know how to repent, arrogantly thinking yourselves superior. I hate you. I will kill you all and purify the world!"
Wu Jian's understated words stung the Computer Person's fragile heart. It suddenly flew into a rage, and its wire arms violently swung out, striking a dull thud in the air like a whip. Immediately, it swung towards Wu Jian with a sharp, air-splitting sound.
"Die, you bad person!" The Computer Person glared furiously at Wu Jian, grinding its teeth.
Wu Jian glanced at him indifferently, his palm lightly raised, ready to counter.
"Be careful."
At this moment, a yellow figure suddenly appeared in Wu Jian's peripheral vision. The yellow figure rushed over like lightning and threw a punch at the Computer Person.
"Boom!"
After a dull thud, the Computer Person's head instantly "blossomed" from a punch. Faint electric currents flickered, and it collapsed weakly. Before dying, it didn't even have time to utter a final word.
Wu Jian looked intently at the newcomer. The newcomer was wearing a tacky yellow hero suit, a white cape, and red boxing gloves and rain boots. Most eye-catching was an egg-shaped bald head, its shiny scalp reflecting the bright sunlight.
No mistake, this was Saitama.
"Oh, what a coincidence! I can even run into a Monster while out for a stroll to digest my food." He shook his boxing gloves, shaking off the debris from the Computer Person's head. Looking at the bright sky, he said, "Hmm, it's a good day today. Should I eat napa cabbage hot pot tonight?"
Wu Jian observed Saitama for a moment and said, "Hey, do you know how to get to the Crane Martial Arts Dojo?" This person has some strength, he should know the address of the famous Crane Martial Arts Dojo, right!
Saitama looked at Wu Jian suspiciously. "Crane Martial Arts Dojo?" He thought for a moment and said, "You walk straight along the street, turn left, then walk straight along the street, turn right, then walk straight along the street, turn left, then walk straight along the street. When you reach the road, flag down a taxi and tell the driver you want to go to the Crane Martial Arts Dojo, and he'll take you there."
Wu Jian frowned slightly, looking directly at Saitama. After a moment, he let out a cold snort, "You're lucky. I don't kill nobodies. Otherwise, you would already be an ice-cold corpse." With those words, he waved his hand and walked away coolly.
Saitama stared blankly at Wu Jian who was leaving, shaking his head and muttering, "He's really an eccentric. Forget it, let's not bother with him. Heaven is vast, but supermarket sales are the greatest."
Thinking of the supermarket sales, his eyebrows shot up, and he vanished in a flash. In the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred meters away.
...
Wu Jian's matter is temporarily left aside. In Bang's Dojo.
Bang's probing of King was still ongoing.
In their leisure time, Bang and King were engaged in fierce battles, such as cat's cradle, playing marbles, hide-and-seek, and so on. Various brutal competitive games passed down from ancient times were staged in turn.
It wasn't until news arrived that the famous martial arts dojos in Z-City—the Mysterious Crane Martial Arts Dojo and the Turtle Martial Arts Dojo—were challenged by Wu Jian, and their respective masters were successively beaten badly, that this crazy competition stopped.
"Damn it!"
When Bang heard this news, his expression instantly darkened. He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked back to the house.
The next day, Bang descended the mountain alone, personally chasing Wu Jian, vowing to arrest Wu Jian, this scoundrel of the martial arts world, and bring him to justice.
Without Bang, King's life returned to peace. In the morning, he was "moved" by Charanko's diligent spirit of "waking up with the rooster to practice." He casually practiced a set of Tai Chi, then went back to sleep. For lunch, he was woken up by Charanko. After eating, he strolled around the dojo for a while to digest, then went back to sleep. For dinner, he got up at the appointed time to eat. He chatted with Bang and Charanko, then went back to sleep.
This simple life was very pleasant.
The only thing that troubled him was that the system had been inactive for so many days, and there was still no movement. He was very anxious waiting.
This day, King's life was still orderly. He got up in the morning, ate breakfast, then watched Charanko practice martial arts for a while, and then went to the backyard of the dojo. He assumed a posture and calmly and unhurriedly began to practice Tai Chi.
Time slowly passed. The sun rose over the mountain. The morning glow was enchanting, tinging the entire dojo red. King was bathed in sunlight, methodically performing Tai Chi.
"Wild horse splits its mane... Double peaks piercing ears... Hmph hmph ha ha!"
Unbeknownst to him, a young man quietly arrived behind him and watched him practice his punches intently.
After a long while, the young man squinted his eyes and said coldly, "Your useless boxing techniques harm both yourself and others."
"Oh?"
King, who was practicing Tai Chi, paused. He processed the words for a few seconds, then realized that the other party looked down on his Tai Chi. This made him unhappy. He felt that it didn't matter if Bang couldn't see eye to eye with him, but even a random cat or dog couldn't see eye to eye with him. Was his magnificent Chinese divine skill so unbearable?
"Little brother, go cool off somewhere else."
King waved his hand to drive the person away. He then casually showed his true appearance to the other party. "Hmph, after you know my identity, do you still dare to look down on my Tai Chi?"
Who knew, Wu Jian stared at King and said coldly, "You're lucky. I don't kill nobodies. Otherwise, you would already be an ice-cold corpse." His icy eyes emitted a vast killing intent, forcing King to shiver all over.
King stared blankly. "Am I getting soft, or can I no longer lift my blade?" This was the first time someone had spouted such arrogant words after seeing his appearance. Alas, it seems I'm not universally known!
This was truly a terrible situation. The system was unreliable, and his reputation couldn't hold up. The other party was still brimming with killing intent, and this shut-in loser, a battle-power-of-five, couldn't take it.
What to do? In such an embarrassing situation, he could only rely on bluffing.
After a half-second pause, a faint sadness drifted in King's eyes. "I... am not good with words."
(end of chapter)