Chapter 119: I don't kill the unknown (part 2)

"Weirdo, everyone, run!"

　　 "Let's notify the Heroes' Association that weird people have appeared in City Z."

　　 Wu Chi was walking on the street, thinking about finding someone to ask for directions. Suddenly, people on the street yelled in horror, and then rushed away like a low tide. After a while, the streets where people came and went became empty.

　　 "Wow Kaka, you **** humans, didn't you look down on me before? Say I am a programmer, say I am a dead otaku, say I have nothing to do, huh, feng shui turns, finally it's my turn to oppress you."

In an office building with a "Microsoft Technology Company" sign on the street, a "computer" broke out. The computer man's limbs are as dark and slender as stickman. It is composed of four wires and network cables. The head is a computer with all the facial features. In a computer, the voice of speech is also a computer-synthesized electronic sound.

　　 "Emergency evacuation notice, emergency evacuation notice, a weird person-computer man, graded tiger, appeared on Chaoyang Street in Z City, please evacuate nearby residents as soon as possible."

"Repeat, emergency evacuation notice, emergency evacuation notice, a weird person-computer man, graded tiger, appeared on Chaoyang Street in Z City, please evacuate nearby residents as soon as possible."

After a while, the strange man alarm in the center of Z city sounded unexpectedly, sending out an alarm message that the computer man appeared.

"Hey, there's another person here who didn't run." The computer guy wandered on the empty street and suddenly found the same wandering Wu Chi. He stopped in front of Wu Chi and pointed at Wu Chi arrogantly: "Hey, humans, I was originally a programmer, and I became a computer person because of your discrimination. I want to kill you bad guys!"

　 Wu Chi frowned slightly, "Go away, I won't kill the unknown." After speaking, he turned around and prepared to bypass the computer man and leave.

　　 "Despise me? Ignore me? You humans, you just don't know how to repent. You think you are high above the ground. I hate you. I will kill you all and make the world pure."

　　 Wu Chi's understatement stung the fragile heart of the computer guy. He was furious, and the wire arm flicked violently, making a muffled noise in the air like a whip, and then he slammed Wu Chi with a sharp breaking sound.

　　 The computer guy gritted his teeth and glared at Wu Chi, "Go to hell, bad guy."

　　 Wu Chi glanced faintly, and gently lifted his palm, preparing to fight back.

"careful."

　　 At this time, a yellow figure suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes, and the yellow figure rushed over like lightning and punched the computer guy.

boom!

　　 After a muffled sound, the computer man's head was suddenly blown with a punch, a slight electric current flickered, and he fell weakly, before he even had time to say a last word before he died.

Wu Chi looked at the visitor with piercing eyes. The visitor was wearing a yellow low hero costume, a white cloak, and red gloves and rain boots. The most eye-catching thing was a marinated egg head, which reflected brightly on his bald head. Sunlight.

　　 Yes, he is Saitama.

"Eh, what a coincidence, you can meet weird people when you go out for a walk and digest." He shook his gloves, shook off the debris from the computer man's head, and looked at the sunny sky, "Well, today is a good weather, in the evening. Do you want to eat cabbage hot pot?"

　　 Wu Chi observed Saitama for a while, and said, "Hey, do you know how to get to the Tsuru Budo Dojo?" This person has some strength, and he should know the address of the famous Tsuru Wu Dojo!

Saitama looked at Wu Chi suspiciously, "Tsurumi Dojo?" He thought for a while and said, "You walk along the street and turn left, then walk along the street and turn right, then walk along the street and turn left, and then along the street. Walk along the street until you come to the road and stop a taxi to tell the driver that you are going to the Hewu Dojo, and he will take you there."

　　 Wu Chi frowned slightly, staring at Saitama for a long time, and Fang Leng snorted, "You are fortunate, I will not kill the unknown, otherwise, you are already a cold corpse."

After the words fell, he waved his hand and walked away happily.

Saitama looked at Wu Chi who was leaving blankly, and shook his head and muttered to himself, "What a weird person, forget it, it's big and big, the supermarket sells the most."

　　 Thinking of the supermarket sale, he raised his eyebrows, his whole body disappeared suddenly, and he was 100 meters away in a flash.

　　...

　　 The matter of martial infatuation will not be mentioned for the time being, in the Banggu Dojo.

　　 Banggu's temptation for king is still going on.

　　 In their free time, Bangu and King have been engaged in fierce battles, such as turning flower ropes, bouncing glass balls, hide-and-seek, etc., all kinds of fierce battle competitions handed down from ancient times take turns.

　　 Until the famous martial arts dojo in Z City-Black Crane Dojo and Guiwu Dojo were kicked by Wu Chi, news of their respective heads being hunted one after another came the news that this crazy competitive duel was stopped.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Banggu's face instantly sank when he heard the news, and he wandered back to the house with his hands on his back.

　　 The next day, Bangu went down the mountain alone, chasing Wu Chi himself, and vowed to arrest Wu Chi, a scum in the martial arts world.

Without Banggu, King's life returned to tranquility. In the morning, he was "moved" by Chalanzi's diligent spirit of smelling the chicken and dancing. He practiced Tai Chi on his own, and then went back to sleep. Chalanzi was woken up for lunch and he finished eating. After the meal, I wandered around the dojo for digestion, then went back to sleep, got up again at the end of dinner, and chatted with Banggu and Chalanzi for a while, and then went back to sleep again.

　　 This little life is very pleasant.

　　 The only thing that bothered him was that the system had been in the past for so many days, and there was still no movement at all, and he waited very anxiously.

On this day, King's life is still in order. He woke up in the morning and had breakfast~www.mtlnovel.com~ and watched Chalanzi punching for a while. Then he walked to the backyard of the dojo and started to fight Tai Chi without any haste. .

　　 Time gradually passed, the sun rose on the top of the mountain, the morning glow was charming, and the whole dojo was reflected in the red. The king bathed in the sunlight and pushed and pulled Tai Chi step by step.

　　 Mustang split mane... Double peaks and ears... Hum ha ha!

　　 I don't know when, a young man quietly came behind him and watched him punch him.

　　 For a long time, the young man squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Your useless boxing technique harms others and yourself."

"Well?"

The king who was punching heard the words for a moment, and after recollecting it for a few seconds, he realized that the other party was looking down on his own Tai Chi. Now he was unhappy, Banggu looked down on him, and a cat or dog would look down on him. I am a magnificent Chinese god. The skills are so unbearable?

　　 "This little brother, which way to cool down?"

　　 King waved his hand to rush people, and showed his appearance to the other side by the way. Well, after you know my identity, dare you still dare to look down on my Tai Chi.

Who knows, Wu Chi stared at King, coldly said: "You are fortunate, I will not kill the unknown, otherwise, you are already a cold corpse." His cold eyes exuded a vast murderous intent, forcing King An excited spirit all over.

　　 King was stunned, are you floating or am I unable to lift the knife? This is the first time someone has spoken out loud after seeing his appearance. Alas, it seems that I am not well-known to all people!

　　 It's a really bad situation right now, the system is unreliable, the reputation is unsustainable, the opponent is still murderous, and the dead otaku who fights the five scum can't afford to hurt.

How to do? In such a difficult situation, one can only rely on lip service.

　　 After half a second, a faint sadness floated in King's eyes, underneath...not good at words.